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Literature / Re: Game Of The Heart by Becky5152(f): 12:21pm On Jan 12, 2017
My heart began to beat very fast as i got to the sitting room,the three of them sat in the sitting room discussing.
"yes ma i was called for"i said to mrs juwon
"i was the one who called you,whats your name?"mr juwon asked me
"bolu sir."i answered
"bolu"
"yes sir "as i said this mr joe looked up at me and our eyes met something strange passed through me and i quickly looked away.
"my wife told me where she met you before she decided to employ you,are you opharned?"
"yes sir"i lied
"how?"
"they died in a motor accident last year"
"and how have been living?"
"i lived with my grandmother who died two days after my waec exams "
"hmm what a pity "mrs juwon said .mr joe continued to stare at me as if i was a piece of cloth ready to be sold.
"so you had written your waec before she died"mr joe asked
"yes sir"
"and av you checked your result"
"no sir"
"sit down"he said picking up his phone and wearing his glasses.
"thank you sir."i said sitting down.
"what is ur pin number"he asked me and i dictated it out for him.in my mind i was wondering if he wanted to check my result.
"wow honey come and see this"mr juwon said to his wife
"bolu you got straight A's am sure joe did not even get an A in his result "
"dad your are disgracing me"he said without moving his eyes way from me.getting A's was not a new thing to me so i wasnt suprised.
"did you write jamb"mr juwon asked me
"yes sir"
"what was your score"
"270 sir"i said looking up and my eyes met with mr joe's eye.my heart fluttered.i didnt know why my heart kept beating hard whenever i looked at him.although he was so handsome and he looked like a god so why wont i feel like this but the feeling was strange even all the boys i had crush on in school when i looked at them i didnt feel this way
"what do you want to become"
"an engineer"
"dont worry you will start schooling when the strike is over"

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Literature / Re: Game Of The Heart by Becky5152(f): 8:46pm On Jan 10, 2017
xaviercasmir:
nice work. Keep it up
tanks so much
Literature / Re: Game Of The Heart by Becky5152(f): 8:45pm On Jan 10, 2017
OLAFIMIX:
Following, hope you will be consistent in updating?
i will try to
Literature / Re: Game Of The Heart by Becky5152(f): 8:12pm On Jan 09, 2017
"son you did not tell us you were coming today"my dad said joining us on the dininng table.
"the strike came all of a sudden so i decided not to tell you guys"
"honey when joe first came home he told me that he was expelled my heart almost jumped out of its position"and we all laughed
"lets stop talking and eat"my mum said dishing our food into our plate.me and my mum ate jollof rice chicken with plantain while my dad ate pounded yam and egusi with stock fish and we started to eat.
"honey were you the one that cooked the soup"
"no it was the new ass. cook that cooked it "
"you guys have to taste it"me and my mum took a spoon each and tasted it
"dad its delicious"i said licking my lips
"honey call the cook when we are through with eating"
"okay honey"
***************
when we finished washing the plates i swept and moped the kitchen and everything was sparkling while nene cleaned the store.
"are we the only ones that would be doing the cleaning of the whole mansion?"
"no the other maids went on break they would be back tomorow"a phone rang and nene went to answer it.
"hello ma ......okay ma."and she dropped the phone.
"the oga is calling you."
Literature / Re: Red Ashes by Becky5152(f): 6:43pm On Jan 09, 2017
I dont know wat to say abt this book but i am givin u a'WAW'
Literature / Re: Game Of The Heart by Becky5152(f): 4:39pm On Jan 09, 2017
empress101:
following cool
tanks
Literature / Re: Game Of The Heart by Becky5152(f): 2:17pm On Jan 09, 2017
I stood in the hall way waithing for Nene to open my new room.my job in this house was to assist nene in the kitchen because the former assistant just passed away.she showed me the kitchen and where utensils were kept and how to use them.she opened the door to the room and we entered.in the room there was a bunk near the window and a table mirror by the side and a door leading to the bathroom and toilet.
"so whats the name."
"bolu"
"so you are even a yoruba girl,you look like an igbo girl"back at home people call me 'omojoigbo'
"sorry for my formalites earlier you know i must behavr well in front of the boss my name is nene"and i nodded
"talk na"
"yes"i said
"are you feeling uncomfortable u should feel free around me i dont bite"
"okay"i said smiling this girl was a real talkative
"we are friends right?"
"yes we are"
"gud let me leave you to dress up meet me in the kitchen in 10minuites all the tins you need is the wardrope"
"okay"i had my bath and dressed up with the clohtes in the wardrope.i exited the quaters and rushed to the mansion.unknowningly someone was coming at my front and i bumped into the person.i would have sustain some injuries if the person had not held me so i wont fall.
"Am sorry i was not looking at where i was going".when i looked up i couldnt belive my eyes.he was a complete waw great eyes,perfect nose,and a perfectly shaped mouth which makes it complete for an hansome face.
"are u okay?"
"yes i am thank you sir"and i went inside the mansion leaving the man to stare at me.i ment the oga and nene in the kitchen and nene motioned me to join them and i quickly took the already washed tomato and onion and i started to dice them
Literature / Re: IN The DARK (A Story Of Love,betrayal And Survival) by Becky5152(f): 8:40am On Jan 07, 2017
Av been reading your book since without commenting abt it and to tell u the truth u are a very wonderful writer keep it up

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Literature / Re: Game Of The Heart by Becky5152(f): 8:36am On Jan 07, 2017
Shakyroh320:
as a first time writer,u are realy amazing dearie,keep it coming,my fellow readers on nairaland plz come and enciurage this aspiring writer
tanks very much for the encoragement smiley
Literature / Re: Game Of The Heart by Becky5152(f): 8:36am On Jan 07, 2017
Shakyroh320:
as a first time writer,u are realy amazing dearie,keep it coming,my fellow readers on nairaland plz come and enciurage this aspiring writer
tanks very much for the encoragement
Literature / Re: Game Of The Heart by Becky5152(f): 4:40pm On Jan 06, 2017
I had spent one week under the bridge leading to the city eating anything the little money i had with me whic is now exsusted.i had not eating anything since i had woken up this morning and i was terribly hungry.me suffering like this is better than living with a killer.i stood up from where i was sitting and went to join the beggers to see if i could get anything from it.after sitting down there for like two hours nobody gave me money and i gave up hope and stood up from where i sat.as i turned to go a car parked behind me and a woman came out of the car hold some money and i quickly sat down.she gave each and everyone of us a thousand naira note with a smile plastered on her face.as she got to the last begger an idea came to my mind and i rushed to her
"please excuse me ma"i sai tapping her at her back
"yes what can i do for you"she said turning to me
"please am sori to bother you i just wanted to tell you to employ me as your maid in your house i would do anything you ask me to do"i pleaded
she counted more nira notes frm the ones with her and strecthed it to me
"no ma i dont want money, i just want to work for you, i wont collect salary i just want to work for you"
the woman looked at me in fustration and sighed
"okay follow me"
"tank you ma"i jumped into the car forgeting about my nylon.
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Joe was very excited when he got home he couldnt wait to see his mum.he parked his car and the house.his mum was sitting down in the sittinf room watching zee world he wondered what people saw in watching the boring channel.i sneaked to her back and tapped her on her head.my mum immedately stood up from her seat and screamed in fright.
"mum its just me"he said laughing
"oh jesus you scared me"she said placing her hands on her chest
"mum you are to soft jor"he said giving is mum a hug
"wait what are you doing at home"
"mum i got expelled"he said hiding his smile
"what!!"
"mum i caugth you again"he said laughing.his mum trew a pillow at him
"you this naughty boy"
"mum actually there is holiday" he said sitting down
"oya come and gist me about school"
"mum before i start i want to ask you something"he said in a harsh tone
"what is it my son?"
"why do you like this channel?"
"you are not serious common gist me jare"she said throwing a pillow at him.
(pls viwers try to comment on my story if it is good or bad am new at this and i want to be sure if am doing the right thing by posting it on niraland)

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Literature / Game Of The Heart by Becky5152(f): 12:09am On Jan 04, 2017
The noise from the sitting room woke me up from my beauty sleep.I knew my parents were at it again when i heard my mum shout on top of her voice.I turned to sleep more comfortable but when i heard the sound of a glass breaking and my mother's loud scream stopped me from doing so.I puickly stood up from my bed and ran to the sitting room.Every single thing in the sitting room was damaged the tv looked as if a volcano erupted from it,the center table was smashed and turned upside down.I was suprised because anytime my parents fought it never affected the sitting room and my heart started to beat faster because i knew something terrible had happend.I look at every nook and crany of the sitting room but i couldnt find my parents.Then i turned to the kitchen because that was where my mum always run to if she was tired of my dad's ranting.The broken pieces of my mum's favorite vase was scartterd all over the ground.I jumped over the pieces and went straight to the kitchen.My father who was bending over the person who i knew was my mother turned to me and i screamed.
My mother's body laid lifelessly on the ground with blood smeared over her dress and my dad held onto a piece of the broken flower vase stained with blood.
"Da....da...dad!!!"
"Bolu its not what you think"my dad said crying.
"Ahhhh!!!"and i fled to my room.I heard him call my name but i didnt answer his call.Imedately i got to my room i locked the door.I took my pilow and started to cry and hug the pillow as if it was my lost mother.
My parents always fight and i had gotten used to it and whenever they fought either one of them gets hurt or i do .I even almost lost my memory because of their fights.I quickly packed few of my belongings and the little money i had and i tore down the worn out net of my window and scaled trough it.I was going to leave the house before my father kills me too.As i got down from the window heard my father hitting my bedroom door i played deaf ears and left the house for good.

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