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KnightSucre:
na until I put one bress for him mouth for public before you go know say I love am abi?

yea sure... till I see am with koro koro eyes otherwise adonbilivit..

KnightSucre:
Boo..... . Love of my life

I dare u to prove dis love or Ayam goin to back to pluto

D babe above me thou steal my ftc...Wow dis gonna so much fun... 09056206894

Price.. Wats ur location in ABJ..

niceguy7:
Hello guys pls i need your help.........where can i get "Uk used medium and small android phones" in ikeja in whole sale prices Pls help me guys, THANKS.

ladipo market... Thr have whole sales there..

Bros hw much na I need dis tin pwats ur location .. Am in abj also

Ginaz:
Na WA, sometimes I'm ashamed the way adult behaves.

abi

u no get location

location ..

u no get locvation abi na heaven u dey sell am.

choi... till now

location pls i need dat infinix wats d prob with it. aside d screen

no location ni.. na heaven u dey sell am..

AustinBlinks:
Awesome... your excuse or explanation would have actually made a lot of sense if only you didn't put "My Story" but let's just say i believed you.

No apologies for coming hard on you but please man, next time "they" share you any stories on "whatsapp groups" try and ask them who the author is, so you wouldn't need to put "My story" beside the title and these "misunderstandings" wouldn't come up again. Thanks.

i getn .. putting my story was just how i copied there .. thanks anyways ..

EmperorLee:
Are you the Author?

NOP sent to me from whatsapp groups

AustinBlinks:
Mr Airborne02 ..... I do believe wherever you copied this story from, maybe my blog www.austinblinks. or here on Nairaland https://www.nairaland.com/2727109/love-leave-story-series/6 you did read that any distribution, copying and ownership claim of this story is in TOTAL VIOLATION of copyrights rules
If you liked the story, couldn't you have atleast contact me or put my name as the original writer?

With all due respect Airborne02, the last episode you posted should be the last you'll be posting.

hey man .. sent to me from whatsapp groups so as am recieving am sharing here .. so wats big deal.. dnt know abt ya site.. na werin dem post me on whatsapp group am just spreading it .... no offense... i dnt know story was by who, just recieved from whatsapp so shared here ..PEACE

EmperorLee:
Niggy is this your story?

Fiction bro

johnsmhelia15:
i love ur story man

thanks guy will b updating nxt episode tonyt.. watch out

anyone here .. so i can continue

yea i cried mehhhhhh it was sooooo infact d guy was a clown we he said 生活的全部试验

Ding! Ding! Ding! The alarm sounded at the worst
of time. I had barely slept for an hour and the
sleep is still very much in my eyes but I have
to get out of bed now if I don’t want to miss
the 6:00am bus trip to Lagos.
The past three month has been very hectic for
me, endless hours of lectures and an even
longer hours of staying behind in class to
read and understand what the lecturer just
taught. it’s my first year in the University and I feel
the pressure already. I could have chosen to
spend my time partying like most of my other
colleagues but that’s just not an option for me,
I’m here to get a degree and make my
mother proud, that and nothing else.
I quickly got up from bed, looked at my
roommate, Michael, as loud as the alarm was,
i bet he didn’t hear it. You see Michael can
sleep through an earthquake, he sleeps 9pm
every night and wakes up 10am in the
morning and by 2pm he takes a nap again, he
never misses his sleeps like he misses his
lectures.
I ran to the bathroom and wash up and in
20mins i was ready to leave. i carried my
already packed luggage, looked around the
room to see if i haven’t forgotten anything, i
better not forget a thing, I’ll be away for
6weeks. That’s all we got for our first
semester break.
I decided i need to wake Michael up, i tapped
him and that had no effect so i tapped again,
this time a little harder like i was beating a
drum
Me: Michael! Ogbeni! wake up, i don they go
lasgidi
Michael: (yearning ) why you con wake me
up ? shey na me go drive you go ni?
Me: I just wanted to say goodbye
Michael: Mr. man dey go jare, bye bye! no
wake me again o if you know sey you wan
reach lasgidi in peace. He turns his back and
before long he was snoring again.
Michael is a final year student and i still
wonder how he got there even with all the
sleeping. i got out of the house and took a
bike to the park and i was the last passenger,
i paid and within 15 minutes we were already
on the lagos/Ibadan expressway.
My school, University of Ibadan has used up
all the energy i had so i couldnt wait to go
home, i couldnt wait to see my mom and
brother, Wale. I have missed them all. But
most importantly, i couldn’t wait to see
Bidemi Adegboye! the girl who has had my
heart for more than a year now, i have seen
alot of girls in school but none has made me
feel the way Bidemi makes me feel, she’s
everything i want in a girl and she’s almost
perfect and maybe this time when i get home
i’ll finally have the courage to walk up to her
and tell her how i really feel about her.
The trip ended faster than i expected and in
no time i was in front of our house and
knocking on the door, Wale opened and
screamed my name
Wale: Dolapo ooooo!
Me: Wale oooooo
We both bust into laughter and shook hands.
Wale who is 2 years younger than me has
been my best friend since ever. Though we
fight alot, especially at those times he forgets
that i am his older brother and therefore
deserves to be respected. He’s almost as tall as
i am so to him, the 2 years gap doesn’t matter
to him and often time he got punched in the
mouth when he brings it up
Mom came out of the kitchen and had that
priceless smile every son wishes to receive
from his mother. i prostrated as i approached
her
Me: Ekule Mummy (greetings)
Mom: Dolapo! Kaabo omo mi! Bawo ni irin ajo
re (Dolapo! welcome my son! How was your
trip)
Me: Fine o mummy
Mom: Thank God! i know you’re hungry, go
and wash up, the Semo and Efo riro soup is
almost ready
I dreamt of my mom’s soup for weeks in
school, i couldn’t wait to devour it and leave
no remnants. Wale and I went inside our
room. Our house is just a two bedroom flat,
that’s all my mom could afford and for a
widow, no one can blame her. I was a year
and half old when Father died, Mom was
pregnant with Wale. I remembered just a few
details of Father, i remember i always sit on
his lap and watch Sesame streets every
Saturday morning.
Father loved to listen to the news but would
sit as i watched my cartoons. He gave his
name, Dolapo Martins Jr. I miss him everyday.
He died in a ghastly motor accident, i was
asleep when the news came, Mom screamed
on top of her voice and no one could hold her
down.
Just 3 weeks after Father died some of my
uncles drove Mother out of the house
accusing her of using witchcraft to kill her
husband. Growing up was hard, we moved
from places. It was especially hard for mother
because Father didnt allow her to work, he
worked hard and provided for his wife, son
and unborn child. Mom gave birth to Wale 6
months after Father died, all he heard was
stories about his father and pictures to see
what he looked like.
Mom was between jobs for years but finally
when i was 12 she got a job as an accountant
in a company, she spends her earnings just to
take care of her two sons who eats like
gluttons.
Wale snapped me out of my thinking with one
of his numerous and annoying questions.
Wale: Dolly P! how the girls for UI (Wale is
only 17 but i know he’s spoken to or dated
more girls than i could dream of)
Me: You this boy! when you get admission,
you go see them yourself
Wale: I cant wait o, now that i have passed
my WAEC na only Jamb remain
Me: just prepare for it well o, we cant afford
to disappoint Mom abeg
Wale: Trust me now.. i sabi book pass you
Me: My friend Shut up !!
Wale: I’m not your friend! my friend!! >(We
both laughed at how silly we looked)
Me: (clears throat) so Wale tell me now, how
far with Bidemi ??
Wale: (laughing) see you o! Mr lover lover.
siddon there! you don miss show plenty
Me: (curious) Abeg gist me, wetin happen…
Wale: Na long story o, i no get time
Me: cut the story short na, summarise am
Wale: (clears throat) listen wella cause i no go
repeat am again
Me: Oya ooo…. i dey hear you
Wale: Ok na!! Bidemi dated Femi who also
dated and slept with kikelomo her sister and
at the same time asking Ruka out!!
Me: (confused) Ehnnnn! I swear down i no
understand you
Wale: (laughing) na your wahala be that. Woh
food is ready, i’m going to eat (stood up and
left the room)
The truth is i heard everything he said. I
know femi, bidemi, kike and Ruka, they are
the rich kids of our street, they all live in
those big duplex houses with gates.
I know Femi , we never spoke with each
other, He has rich parents and better looking
than I am so there is a stint of pride in him
that i could never bare.
Before i got admitted to school, i’ve seen him
a couple of times with Bidemi but it was all
just mere friendship then and now i was in
school for just 3 months and all that changed.
When we moved into the street 16months ago,
i had set my eyes on a particularly beautiful
girl, Bidemi. But i could never walk up to her,
she’s from a rich background and i didn’t
know how to get her attention. I almost talked
to her few days before i went to school, she
was walking down the street alone, carrying a
nylon bag that she was flinging carelessly. i
was walking behind her still asking God to
give me the courage to chat her up.
The nylon bag flew off her hand and the
apples in it rolled around in the sand. “This is
my moment >” I said to myself,
i walked faster picking the fallen apples,
vigorously running after the apples which
wouldn’t stop rolling away, one apple almost
fell into the drainage, i made a quick dash,
grabbed the apple and gbam! i fell inside the
dirty water. I felt like a hero but all this time,
Bidemi was looking at me in disbelieve. I
stepped out of the drainage, soaked up and
looked up at her Bidemi smiling) Thanks but
you shouldn’t have bothered yourself. Those
apples are spoilt already, i was actually going
to throw them away. Anyways, thank you!
She turned and left before i could say a word.
i looked down at the apples and noticed they
are indeed spoilt. Damn! i fell inside a gutter
just to save bad apples so i can impress a girl!
F*ck me!! I was drenched in dirty water!
“Dolapo!!!! Your food is ready o come and eat
Sighs! Starting tomorrow, i have to summon
courage to walk up to Bidemi and have a
conversation with her, i know i have to, i just
have to. Haven decided that, i made my way
to the dinning table before Mom calls out
again..
To be continued[color=#990000][/color]

Type C.. Just Ma kinda ov taste...

prettythicksme:
Cant deal with a guy dat got small dick and an ugly broke ass .Can still manage a 2mins guy, with help of alomo and co he will improve.

i neva knew alomo make dem last long.. #TeamNatural

Fidelismaria:
Women bunch of confused specie

like seriously.. dere wNT IT ALL BY FORCE OOO

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