i was furious, i stepped harddd on da acelerator and ohmigod right ahead of me was a huge tree, i swerved to avoid it but it was too late


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Fluffy:

@ kajad, u mean what have u been using? no sense of imagination, there u go again, what's it with u and cars?

Boooring notice the capital B!

Yea! Noticed; but have no intension of descending to your ‘peak’ level! 

I rammed right into the tree, God, i'm i lucky those guys didn't notice me driving off, i immediately came out of the car took a short cut to the main road and flagged down a bike. ' where you dey go madam' asked the okada man,  just take me to the nearest motor park ' i replied', i just wanted to be as far away as possible from lagos



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On the way to the park, i kept glancing around furtively like an escaped convict, when i sighted the part some few metres i was relieved, i jumped down payed the okada man, and went to the northern section. i payed the fare to jos and boarded. I just hoped my cousin was still there because it's been years i went there last.

I was still sitting in the bus waiting for the bus to get filled an announcement in a terse voice filtered out of the speakers all around the bus ' The centuries old himalayan gold pendant reportedly stolen from a museum in brazil' and rumoured to have found it's way to Nigeria. A reward of $5,000,000 is being offered to whoever will give information leading to its recovery.

She couldn't believe her ears, five - million - dollars!!!, if it had been Five million naira she wouldn't have even believed her ears talkless of dollars, when the realisation of what she carried dawned on her she knew ever more that she had to be careful but what she didn't know was that the criminal gang that sold the ring attached a tiny device to the pendant which could be traced with a handheld device within a radius of 10 km.

this story aint interesting

yea
the james bond guy and co
_{, i think he isn't on now lets spice it up}

yea!!!!!! U start

He's the only one writing. Abeg make we leave am.*

_{Translation: Let's leave him alone}

Zahymaka:

He's the only one writing. Abeg make we leave am.*

_{Translation: Let's leave him alone}

sorry

I was talking about dafman. Do we start the story all over again?

nah,
Lets re-construct from where he stopped.

n lo and behold, U wouldnt believe what my eyes saw, lying there on da floor was a

n old man. He appeared to have been attacked by some vicious people and he was moaning softly. . .

i felt really bad for him, cause he looked like he was in a lot of pain, i was scared to even help him, i thought "what of if they see me ", thinking about the people that did this to him. so i ran,

I had only gone a few yards when I realised i had taken a wrong decision. i retraced my steps to where the old man lay.

i asked "sir, can u at least stand so i can at least help u out of here", he could barely open his mouth to reply. I knew then i could not help him alone so i called the only person who i knew could help me, my ex-husband, he was a doctor and he owed me one, he also had a big house in the city where this oldman could recuperate

but my call did not go through and it was starting to get dark, all of a sudden I heard footsteps coming closer,

hmmn

Fluffy:

but my call did not go through and it was starting to get dark, all of a sudden I heard footsteps coming closer,

I quickly hid in the only available corner in the room and trained my eyes on the door

The footsteps belonged to a little girl. She was crying and calling out, "Papa."

I emerged cautiously from the bush.

snazzydawn writes about hiding in a corner. . . Zahymaka is emerging from behind a bush. . . am I missing something

I told her the state i found her pop, told her i was a stranger andlater asked her if there was any available hospital close by.

@2cantango,
howdy

Unfortunately for me, the girl hardly understood a word of what I said. I had to resort to baby-talk.

Fortunately, she later understood what i was saying.
and then,,,

We went over to the old man. He had apparently been beaten with a blunt instrument because there were more concussions than there was bleeding. If there was any bleeding, it was internal. I place my hands under his armpits and dragged him to the car.

then he muttered under his breath, "nooo, leave me to die, i deserve this", i jus ignored him thinking he might be suffering from some neurological problem. I kept dragging him closer to the curb, where i could flag a taxi, but i could tell he wasn't trying to help, as a matter of fact he was resisting, all i could think of was "what has this man done to deserve this kind of beating"

By this time it was almost dark. Suddenly I felt this overwhelming presence of something close to me. The old man started screaming "go away, leave me alone" I could see the fear in his eyes, the little girl was gone. I looked around, but there was nothing,