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Akinwale14:
Lolzz ok I'm waiting

wait no more for it had landed

Silensa:
Sorry but i am a man. sir What happened was during creation I begged God to make me a lady but he insisted that I must be a man irrespective of my opinion. So here i am

ride on but why is Jason a baggage of misfortune itself?

Lolz.. U got me laughing there

Shalomdee, Deji124, wizsolzy, xaviercasmir, Benteazaa, Toyin223, Samesquare, EvaJael, donkelz, Ibunkun1, XCELsis,Tuhndhay, patriciakase, wildchild1, Rapoo, queenitee, RoyaleR, Cyberrex, germaphobe, Matrycx, Emperor380, Ashegun2, kimkardashain, darkcrip, supizino, jagugu88li, bummybummy, Yemike, Akinwale14, Mrmezico, jey4all, Silensa, oluwafemi1993, Nmaglit, Slowly..







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Chapter 20


Jason slowly opened his eyes to behold a strange environment, all he could see were blur visions. He remembered seeing the blemish vision of Mr sextone, the unfortunate driver. Although, the didn't see him clearly, his cry of her had affirmed his discovery, he was completely certain that it was him.
He was in neat room and the first thing that caught his eyes was a poster on the wall ; it was picture of a skeletal system, though his vision was unclear he couldn't see the label of each part, he could still see the emaciated frame of the skeleton. The drawing was a perfect copy of himself, if the portrait was to be replaced by him, he would have fitted perfectly, maybe better...
Jason was amazed, he wondered if he had regained his sight. How incredible it was for him to have survived the Hara-kiri and now have his sight back. But then, he was wrong for his vision went blank again. Jason closed his eyes, he knew seeing again easily was close to impossible but there was hope, hope of seeing again after surgery..

Again, he opened his eyes ;he caught another blur vision on a balanced diet, the image briefly cause a rumble in his stomach as he swallowed his stinky saliva. He saw, though not clearly, the image of numerous food and fruits which contained the six classes of food, protein, carbohydrates, vitamins, fat and oil, mineral and water but the water was his least interest.. He scoured round the; four walls of the room ;the walls were painted white but looked like peach to him, there was absolute tranquility, beside his bed was a small desk on which syringes and drugs are placed. The smell of the room depicted hospital. No one needed to tell him that he was in one.

As he wanted to rise, which was almost impossible, a doctor rushed towards him trying to hinder him from standing. The doctor was clad in a white overall that drapped from his neck to his knees, little above the femur, unveiling an expensive suit he wore. In his hand was record containing every detail of the boy's health. Beside him was a nurse who must be in her early thirties......
The doctor looked at the boy with great sympathy, his entire body text was imbued with the sense of melancholy and hopelessness. His eyes were filled with tears but he held them strongly because the apex case he had seen since he started practicing was death, he couldn't imagine that there was something more cruel than death, perhaps the boy's condition was the worst he would ever see.

The nurse, who was alson a nursing mother was crying already as salty tears rolled freely to her mouth. She quickly dabbed her face. The boy was completely pathetic..

"you are finally awake, survivor!" the doctor gleamed.

" Where am I?" Jason asked.

"you have been unconscious for three weeks"

"where am I?" he reiterated realizing the voice wasn't whose he wanted to hear, Mr sextone's.

"you were brought here three weeks ago by a man. You were bloody and completely unconscious, in fact we thought you were already dead. You are lucky to be alive"

"where is he, where is Mr sextone?" he asked feeling tensed for he thought Mr sextone had left him without knowing who he was.

"well, I wonder how you know his name but that is by the way, he has ordered me to contact him as soon as you regain your mind. I shall do that ASAP "

Jason's sighed satisfactorily, he knew as long as he saw Mr sextone, his world would change...


" How many fingers are these? " the doctor cut into his thought while tottering his fingers. Jason looked up at the fingers but they were blur and countless.

"I can't see clearly, but I see more than twenty fingers" the nurse who hadn't said a word burst into tears again instead of laughter, it seemed to her that his conditions had no end.

"well, in the course of our series of tests ;we realized that you have temporary blindness. if you re operated soon, There's 95% sure that you wil regain them" the doctor assured him patting his arms as he continued "son, I can't wait to hear your story" he concluded as he left him in the nurse's care.

Jason smiled to himself as he thought "story!, if doctors are really as busy as bees, you won't stay to her a quarter of my story"

"I'm hungry" Jason said in a low tone hoping not to be shunned as he had always been.

"yes, you must be" the nurse said "you have been without food for three weeks, I shall be back in a jiffy" she left and returned shortly with a plate of steaming "Amala" and vegetable soup, beside it was a bowk of water to wash his hand and a bottled water.

The boy attacked the food immediately, the aroma alone made him temporarily forget his pains as he sat up and tore the food apart. He ate like a hungry animal, he didn't wash his filthy hands, to hell with personal hygiene, he couldn't see the bowl anyways. Jason couldn't recall the last time he ate something like that in his life. He had barely swallowed a morsel before he picked another. The nurse watched in sympathy as the hungry boy devoured the meal. The food was choking him but he didn't care, as long as he was not being strangled by wicked hands,..

After he had finished the meal, not leaving a crumb of remnant,he drank the whole bottled water and expelled a loud gas from his stomach through the mouth. Table manners be damned, to hell with etiquette. Jason gave a long sigh of satisfaction as he fell back in his bed and slept off.

The nurse washed his hands, cleared the dishes and left in amazement........

EvaJael:
I'm sorry Ayarmboye for being absent. I'm back sha,more grace to u

Welcome back dear. I missed u

Akinwale14:
AyarmBoye Nice story bro.,,keep it up and pls continue don't keep me waiting

I won't trust me.... I'm cooking it already

queenitee:
Sorry Sir, is guess I guessed sir

Berra in Jennifer's voice..... Smiles

Nmaglit:
no u haven't, is worth it

I'm glad

XCELsis:
Still waiting for updatesooo

I'm running out of patience

don't mind my lazy self... I'm cooking it up already

Nmaglit:
nice work dear

thanks, I hope I havnt wasted ur time and Meg for nothing

oluwafemi1993:
I just hope Jason will not be left with a choice to choose between Aliya and Emmanuela sexton ooo

Hmmmmmmm...... Somebody has seen the future

queenitee:
That's exactly what would happen

how sure are you...... Im the writer o

Silensa:
AyarmBoye this isnt ssarcastic at all but a story that will take the world of litrearue by storm. You. Imagination is too good to be true. Well done Sir

Hmmmmm...... I'm honored ma'am

jey4all:
Best story ever. Please update more often

Hian........ That Z sarcastic exaggeration nah..... But I will take that as a complement

Something I'm not understanding.... Will topic be given at every stage, or each contestant writes on any topic

queenitee:
Mr Sexton again My poor jason

Smiles..... Queenitee queenitee

marychommy:
yea Mr. Sexton datz Jason saviour for all des yrs he has bn looking for him for he saw great power he can't explain in him now he will make everything he has lost regained. but will turn Jason to his toy. abeg make una no mind me oooo my thought though waiting for next

Lolz...... You Mayb right dear...... Let's see

samesquare:
Mr sexton again?.

Thats too much for the poor boy, though this is not real but you should that their are many out there suffering similar, but all in all let's give thanks to the Almighty for the little you have.

Sweet dreams........

Nice one, I dab for u

Yemike:
God should just kill me before I suffer 1/100 of this

you won't Isha Allahu... Or in Jesus name

Yemike:
You're doing a great job here bro, more anointing












This kind of destiny wey Jason get dey make me think say "maybe it was the devil that created him" (if that's possible) Judas wet betray Jesus no suffer reach this level nah.

Shey that one suffer..... He just died just like dat.... Mtchew

Toyin223:
Am Feeling To Bad With Dis Story

Hmmmmmm Sowi babe..... Don't forget he murmured "Mr sextone".... Mayb Mr sextone was the unfortunate driver

Slowly:
jason will not dir #unendingStory

Hmmmm.... Don't worry the story will end in the ext chapter lolz

kelvinhilton:
First I must say am amazed at ur writing prowess considering this ur first attempt, u write like someone that ave been accustom to writing..
But this story of urs is enclave with sorrow.
What ve Jason done to deserve such pathetic and sorrowful experience?? BTW I must commend u good command of English. Nice write up.

thanks thanks.......... I'm just a learner

Shalomdee:
EvaJael Ayoomolabake holuwanoisy111 Lilyjoe567 queenitee mhizgap hormobolanle Chumzypinky Ifecoded talk2saintify MhizDerbee Kayzybaba anambraamaka abefe99 Hadampson WHOcarex Nathblessing Pearl105 VETSURGEON123 yewande1234 Kimardashain bossy512 kesterkendra royalty18 babyface224 crislyn Psalmwhyte Toyin223 VeeGeeCee Godmother Odufanabasa Loboski bossy512 joiful Misselocon AyarmBoye FreshestManny Labrey95 elyna Queensiju bummybummy smokeydrinky, my muses, I have updated

Weldone ma'am..... Nice update... Hmmmmm

Benteazaa:
what of chapter 20 i Dont like people keeping me waiting.

Ofcourse Bro....... Soon

Nostradamus:
nice imagination bro,but that jason,na which kin' destiny the guy get sef?

Lolz....... Nahso I see am o

Chapter 19 ends....

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"please don't do this to me" Jason held the man's leg as he spoke "you can beat me, cut me, torment me, but don't take this money from me, don't take my hope away from me. I promise never to see Aliya again, never pleas!" Jason cried loudly.

"And what do you intend to do with this huge amount of money?" a man asked.

"for my sight, I must regain my sight with the money, please don't throw me into an everlasting darkness"

"oh oh! You want to regain your vision so that you can find Aliya right? “ another man said as he picked the hundred naira note he had earlier given him. "you don't deserve a kobo" he concluded

"let's go!" the leader commanded.

Jason quickly got to his feet, he wouldn't let them go with his money, never, not without putting up a fight.. They mustn't take the money so easily, he had work too hard for the sum, they would only take the money after his death. He quickly held a man's shirt, luckily for him it was the man with the box, Jason held unto the box tightly while being dragged along with it.


The leader erupted in rage, he pulled him up to his feet and gave him rounds of punches on his face, another foot came up from the pavement and kicked him in the face, Jason tried to save himself from fainting. He held the leader's leg and wouldn't let go giving the same mantra "please! Please!! Please!!!"

Although he was week and tired, he didn't let go. One of the men, who had been irritated by the while fight, made a diabolical move, he picked up a heavy stick and hit him on hs two knees repeatedly breaking his limbs.. Jason screamed in pain, holding his legs as he rolled on the pavement. The men carried him and dumped him in an unknown street, then drove away..


Jason had lost everything, he had lost his parents, his home, his vision, his hard earned money, his jetta bus home, his lovely Aliya and now he had lost his two legs. Iife was indeed a hell on Earth for the poor boy, he wondered where to begin, he wondered if he was ever going to revenge his mother's death, if he was ever going to see his baby brother again. He had practically capitulated in the wicked world.

Jason was unfamiliar with his new environment, with his vision lost and limbs broken, feeding was a herculean task. While the wind swept through the empty street as clouds scudded overhead, blotting out the stars, slashing torrents of rain tore at the poor boy show sat, shivering and lonely on the street corner. All Jason desired was to find somewhere to live in, somewhere to warm his sad and hurt heart.

Questions crossed his mind concerning his destiny, the poor boy had adapted his days, but he would no longer be patient enough to confront his more next harsh days because his situation seemed not to encourage him to hold out.
Jason's health was going worse and worse as his small dream to own a nest where he could at least hid his broken heart. People passed him by their comfortable and expensive vehicles :but he had never paid attention to this richness because his dream was to have his sight back and revenge his mother's death, perhaps find his brother if he wasn't dead already.

The night was his pain because the sun of dawn took a long time to appear, but he always rose before the sunrise in an attempt to scavenge the rubbish, maybe he could find some remnants of the previous night that had been disposed of by some families. But he had been disappointed as he hadn't find even a crumbs of food since three days.

As shops opened its doors, the boy walked towards the owners to ask for food, or maybe money but no one gave him a second look, some people even rained abusive and nasty words on him as he crawled away back to his unwanted place in disappointment.
One morning, Jason was extremely farmished but he had made up his mind not to beg again nor search through refuses for food. That day, he had planned to commit suicide, not by hanging, taking poison or jumping from above the mountain. He was going to commit the Hara-kiri by running into a speeding vehicle.

As Jason crawled along the dusty road, he knew he had failed his mother, his baby brother and his beloved Aliya. He wouldn't be able to revenge his mother's death, find his brother or his love. He was tired and extremely in pains, he needed to seek asylum I heaven, if death didn't come to him, he would go to him.

Soon Jason crawled to the main road, limb by limb, an express on which numerous vehicles sped. He listened attentively to the vehicles as he awaited for a perfect opportunity to collide. He prayed for the unfortunate driver who, unknown to him, would hit him. But he knew he wouldn't be repremanded for he was just a loitering beggar.

"Im Sorry Tony, this irresponsible and Cowardly brother of yours had failed you, I hope you are not dead yet, I hope you are out there growing up to become great I life, I promise you that in our next life, u will be a better brother" a tear rolled down his face as he continued

"my beloved Aliya, I know you are out there waiting for me to find you, unfortunately this dastard is giving up. Please forget about me and find a more deserving boyfriend, I wish we meet again In a more comfortable life. I love you, please be happy "now the tears were rolling freely like an ocean.


" Momma, please don't forgive me, I'm not worthy of your forgiveness, I have failed you, when we see in heaven please ignore me "he concluded as he cleansed his teary face.

Soon, Jason heard the sound of another moving vehicle coming, he was alert, he waited till it was meters away. The driver who was busy on a call, didn't know what was about to happen, Jason Mae sure the car was very near then he jumped. The speeding ar knocked him so hard that its bumper carried him along.

The driver, realizing to his horror that he had hit a man, marched the brake making Jason dropped to the ground shaking violently like a person suffering from electrocution, as blood oozed from him mouth and head. The unfortunate driver quickly get down and rushed to him as he shouted for help. Jason gazed back towards the blur vision of the driver, he smiled to himself as he altered a faint murmur, "Mr sextone". He then went into a complete state of unconsciousness...

Yemike:
Instead of trying to make the network a better one, he's busy organizing mega tours.









GLO.............grandmasters of mega tours.

believe me Bro..... Dem Dey craze..... But the network done fair Sha compare to before

Yemike:
bad't nigga you know the big sis that wanted to dash you her younger sis is watching you from the high places

Lolz baba no be so o..... 2face done sing am.. "holy holy".... Nobody holy pass o

queenitee:
Yes

please don't cry o

Yemike:
#weh_done_sir. To be browsing with glo is not easy (their server go dey waka like pregnant snail) plus the 504 error on nairaland can frustrate person ehn. Going through all these to update shows your passion and love. Thumbs up bro. #more_wisdom and #jah_bless

Lolz believe me Bro..... One can't even download porn with it, before it finishes downloading, u would have given ur life to christ

oluwafemi1993:
just wait and see.
She is as beautiful as Aliya but Richer than Emmanuella.
Ehn..ehn...wetin happen to the sextons family now and d search party

updated thanks for ur patience