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PART ONE
Gring gring came the alert on the screen
I don hit jackpot ooh
I shouted,danced and jubilated.
On the screen was a confirmed manuscript that 5million iranian rial had been transferred to my account,the joy i had was indefinite at that moment. I called some of my gees to tell them that me don blow.
Ha!! I didn't even introduce myself, my name is Ugonna Victor am from the eastern part of Nigeria,am in my early youth age,only son on my family,schooling tho.
This story am telling didn't just envelope out from the sky,it all started one day.
The Beginning
I had managed to save some money to purchase a second laptop which had been used by four previous owners but it was still in a managable state. I bought it with the intention that it would aid me in doing my assignments until i logged in my facebook account into the system,that was when it all began.
After logging my account into the system,i opened the news feed and a particular post struck me that changed everything forever.

Nice.Fiction?

IamRichards:
Nice.Fiction?

yep fiction

PART TWO
The Story
I zoomed in on the post,it was about a white woman that indicated interest that she would like to visit Africa but she would someone to stay with.
Luckily for me it was a post which she made like 56 secs ago and she was still online,i indicated i was interested,she replied almost immediately that i should drop my contact on the comment box,that she would chat me up via whatsapp.
I dropped my whatsapp contact while waiting patiently to see if any message would pop on my whatsapp inbox,i waited like 30mins before i gave up hope and laid down on my bed before i drifted to sleep.
My sleep was shortlived when my system beeped,i sat down to notify what the problem was.
Wow!!.. It was an international number messaging me via my whatsapp inbox,i replied swiftly,the unknown person introduce herself as Miss Sonya,the white woman i had contacted before via facebook.
I got to know alot about her,like she was in her late thirties,she had married before but divorced,she lived alone and was kinda rich.

I sincerely plead to all of you following and viewing my story to please understand the the short nature of each episode is being caused by the type of phone(Tecno T528) am using because it is restricted to typing only 1024 words.

PART THREE
THE STORY(CONTD)
Miss Sonya revealed that she needed someone who she would stay with while in Nigeria,i indicated interest and she said she would think about it,we wished each other a goodnight,i logged out and finally slept.
The next morning,immediately i woke up,the first thing i did was to open my whatsapp inbox to check if i would see any message but there was none,so i prepared for lectures.
After lectures,i came back home and was quite tired,i had some snacks and took a nap.
When i woke up,i opened my whatsapp inbox and there was a message from Miss Sonya,boldly as the message written "YES I HAVE ACCEPTED".
Wow!!!.I checked her active status and fortunately for me,she was online,i replied her thank you ma
Her response came almost immediately,that she would send me 5 million iranian rial which would cover her stay throughout the period she was to stay with me,i sent her my account details immediately,it didn't take up to 10 mins before the alert came on my screen.

PART FOUR
THE STORY(CONTD)
After i had celebrated,a devilish plan came to my mind to dupe Miss Sonya,anyways i had no intention of even allowing her staying with me,so immediately i blocked her on whatsapp,logged into my facebook account,i unfriend and blocked her.
When i was done,i wore my best casual wear,then called my friends to come to a popular restuarant near my vicinity,by the time i got to the restuarant most of my friends were there already,i broke the news immediately to my friends,there faces displayed happiness,or maybe jealously <as for me,i doesn't concern me,wetin i know be say i don hit JACKPOT> I told them to order anything the wanted,that all bills were on me,the manager of the restuarant was a woman known as Madam No Tolerate,i met her and broke the news to her,that meant more business for her,she asked for money,i told her that she would get it,let me go to the bank,she allowed me
As i was on my way to the bank,an idea came to mind.

PART FIVE
THE STORY(CONTD)
On my way to the bank,an idea came to my mind,what if i got robbed,i needed security,so i diverted to the nearest police station
When i reached there,i explained that my aunt sent some certain amount of money to me for business and i needed security to go with me to the bank,we reached an agreement that three armed police officer would escort me and i will have to sort them out with 50 thousand naira which i agreed happily.
I boarded a bus for myself and the policemen,then we set off to the bank.
When we got to our destination,we alighted and i settled the taxi man with the little money i had on me at the moment.
Mehn,i was feeling high,check am naw,i had a convoy of policemen at my beck and call
We entered inside the bank,i met one of the cashier and told her that i was there to withdraw a certain amount of money that was sent to me from Iran,she gave me a form which i carefully read and filled.

PART SIX
THE REVELATION
After filling the form i passed it back to her,then she started operating the computer on top of her desk,after sometime she spoke up
One,Sonya Ilysaan from Iran did a transfer of 5million Iranian Rial to you Mr Ugonna Victor,right?
I replied positive to her question,she requested her follow her to the accountant office so that we can know the value of the money in naira,i did some rough calculations in my mind,since 1dollar is 380 naira i guess this one will be like 200 naira per 1 iranian rial. So i would be having nothing less than a hundred million naira
I shouted JACKPOT in my mind little did i know what was waiting for me
I and my convoy entered into the accountant office,we greeted each other and sat down,the cashier told her that we came to inquire the value of 5million iranan rial to naira,the accountant replied her,saying does that one have value.
Me i wondered which of the currencies she was saying,but i quickly made up my mind that it must be naira she was referring to.

FINALE
PART A
The accountant brought out a list which contained names of countries and there exchange rates
She flipped to the page that contained and iran,did some typing and told us that the 5MILLION IRANIAN RIAL which i had thought must have made me a millionaire was 44,893 thousand when converted to naira
Then i knew i was in deepshit. Just immediately a call came into my phone,the sudden realization of the enormity of trouble i was in struck me.
The call was from one of my friend i had earlier called to enjoy themselves at the party,he requested to know what the delay was,that some of my gees had started leaving.
The cashier went into her office and brought out 44,800 naira and gave to me. Meanwhile the policemen had understood the matter and immediately i was handed the money,the snatched it from me not without cursing me cause of their remaining balance.
I started heading back to the restuarant without a dime,when i got there most of my friends had left.

FINALE
PART B
I entered inside the restuarant downcast,immediately Madam No Tolerate emerged out from her chambers,i guess she must have been waiting for me.
She demanded her money immediately,i asked her how much the bill was,she said it was 67 thousand naira.
67 thousand naira?! I shouted
I guessed that my expression must have made her known that i was not with the money,she immediately called her male workers to hold me incase i attempt on running away,while all thse were happening all my friends had made away,i was left alone to face my fate.
About 10 mins later a group of policemen arrived at the restuarant,I knew Madam No Tolerate must have called them.
The demanded to know the issue,Madam No Tolerate told them that i conspired with my friends to come and eat food on credit in her shop. They asked me my own version of the story,of which i told them everything.
Madam No Tolerate instructed them to take me to the cell until i provided her money.
Las las,see where the jackpot has put me into.

THE CONCLUSION
I guess my poor parents in the village would be worried about this development when the get to hear the news,as the only child,i was there only hope,and i couldn't imagine this hope fading away.
Moreover,i would be having my final year exams in two weeks time,and the thought of missing this exams made me nostalgia.
Different thoughts are running through my mind now
Had i known!!
Someone should beg Madam No Tolerate to forgive me and let me write my final year exams.
Someone should please come to my aid.


I remain Ugonna Victor <Lo Ner>

A very big Thank You to you all that viewed and followed the story to the end. I really appreciate
God bless you all.
The story was partly fiction as some events were real life experiences
Once i get up to a hundred views i kick off another story titled "Ikechi (The power of the gods)".