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DIANA (Tales Of A Mermaid) PART 1 . PRESENT DAY. I was surprised when Tracy took me to a huge sea, very huge and deep that noone can swim to the middle without being killed or swallowed by the water. Tracy: Diana, this is the place. Me: you mean here. I said looking all around the place. Me: how is this place connected to your beauty? I asked her in total confusion. Tracy: hahaha. Are you sure you will be able to handle it. Remember, if you are not able to handle this secret you will die!! Me: haba, I will handle the secret, just show me the secret behind this your beauty and nothing shall I ever asked from you again. Tracy: ok if you say so. She said and looked everywhere to ensure that nobody was looking at us. Then she got close to the water and immediately the water touched her, I almost jumped out of my skin. Me: Je…….!!!!!! I hooked as I remembered my promise of keeping her secret a secret. Tracy: hahaha. She laughed. Immediately the water touched her, she changed into a mermaid or mami water as you guys do called it. Me: I think I want to go home now. I said as I turned back wanting to run home. She laughed and looked at me with her blue eyes and my legs were fixed in a particular spot, I couldn’t move neither could I even turn. Tracy: you think I will let you go after seeing this? Never!! The whole world will definitely here of it. You are going to follow me now. She commanded and I began to move towards her. From her waist to her feet were not in human form, it was a long beautiful tail with scales and fins to enable her swim efficiently. When I got close to her, she held me and dived into the water. DEEP INSIDE THE SEA I couldn’t breathe well but her own case was totally different. She could breathe and talk under water. She kept assuring me as she held me tight swimming very fast like a submarine deep down into the sea. I was out of breathe. She left me as she swam very fast to were some under water plants were growing. She plucked some and swam back to me.. Tracy: eat this!! She said giving me the underwater plants. I hurriedly took it from her and ate it. After thirty seconds of eating the plant, my breathe was fully restored and I could also talk and breathe under water. Me: what did you give me to eat? I asked horrified. Tracy: don’t be afraid. Those herbs will make you have control under water but it won’t last long so you are advised to swim very fast and follow me. Me: to where? Tracy: common Diana, you ask too much questions just follow me.. She said. I was not a good swimmer so she held me and the two of us were swimming fast to the unknown place she is taking me to. At this stage in time, I didn’t know if I should be afraid or angry, happy or sad for my life. Here am I swimming very fast with a mermaid to an unknown place. I was afraid but yet still amazed. Under water feels great. The temperature here was cool and enjoyable with different fishes of different shape, size, colour and species swimming round us. They weren’t afraid of Tracy as she do touch or hold them but my case was different as they were afraid and running away from me.. We continued swimming to the place where she is taking me to. Me: *in my mind* Oh God deliver me!! . Click on the link below to continue reading www.naijanoisemakers.com.ng/2018/05/01/diana-tales-mermaid-part-1/ |
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CHRONICLE OF FRANK (The Poor Boy) PART 1 . Never in his wildest imagination did he believe marriage btw him nd Oyindamola was possible. four years ago, it was jst something that could happen only in d dream. Then,d class gap btw them was very wide. **** Oyindamola was d only daughter of a rich business tycoon nd popular politician while Frank was a gateman in otunba Douglas house. . life has been unfair to frank, a 21 years old young man who works as a gateman in chief Douglas house. *** Meanwhile, Oyin was her dads favourite dats gets whatever she wants.she took advantage of dat and thereby makes anyone life miserable. Frank notice this and was conscious of this class gap so he avoided getting intimate wit her.Although Oyin was very pretty nd would easily catch the fancy of any young man, yet he hardly looked or take notice of her. She would always walk pass him with an air of importance, feeling on top of d word like a princess. Frank hate her for that. *** . One day, She came to d gate nd ordered him to buy something for her at a fast food store beside d house. frank politely told her it would not be possible since he was on duty nd his d only person at d gate. Oyin:Wot did u mean by dat? she screamed Frank:pls i can’t leave my duty post to somewhere else, u need to understand.he replied her. Oyin:I said u should buy something for me nd u dare tell me this nonsense.she yelled. Frank:I said am not leaving here. Oyin:Meaning? now leave that place nd get me wot i send u to do, she replied wit all seriousness. Frank ignored her nd continue doing wot he was doing.she was enraged nd before he knew wot she was up to, she had already given him two thunderous hot slaps dats left him completely downcast making him staggered backward. he stood there with a anger fully written on his face making him look more handsome,he was wondering wether to retaliate or not, he felt like beating her up dia as tears started flowing down frm his eyes…he felt pained. . Click on the link below to continue reading www.naijanoisemakers.com.ng/2018/05/01/chronicle-frank-poor-boy-part-1/ |
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LOVE DIARY PART 1 . I went to a youth conference at the Lekki in Lagos. After the event, I decided to go and relax at the beach. There I made new friends, Moses – a tall dark boy with bulging pockets. I don’t know what he puts in there. In fact, he is a talkative; and Timothy- a Lagos boy that uses slangs to show that he has swag. Actually Timothy is of average height, and he is chocolate.I am fair and 5 feet 6 inches tall. I think my complexion makes me to stick out like a sore thumb. We actually discovered that we are all of the same age. The three of us are all thirty years of age; all of us single and searching. Already Moses and Timothy have girlfriends but you know what I mean. I guess we are enjoying our bachelor life. We don’t want the fun to end. Timothy has his own clothing business in Surulere. Moses works in an office where they sell and repair computers. And me? Don’t worry; you will get the gist later. It was around four in the evening in the month of February. The weather is cool to my taste. I went for a swim near the shore and as I was coming out from the water, I saw her…… Our eyes met instantly and I felt that electricity all over me. She was relaxing under the evening sun with just bra and bikini. Her golden hair cascaded over her shoulders down her tanned skin. Just looking at her almost made me to fall back inside the water. I have never seen a girl as beautiful and angelic as her. She was fair with eyes that made her look so gorgeous and delicious…. I came out of the water, still looking at her. “Omo, this beauty no be from this Lekki ooo,” said Timothy. “Martin, what are you waiting for?Go for it,” Moses said as he urged me. I looked at him. “Yes, you made it obvious; you have been staring at her like you are in a trance,” Moses added. Must you spell it out? I said in my mind. “But seriously, she’s hot. Look at her waist. Kim Kardashian,” Timothy added with his new slang. His eyes were on her. In fact all eyes in the beach were on her. Omo, I have to take action before someone else does. This sun was fading slowly. I put on my red polo as I started walking towards the object of my attraction. Omo, my confidence hasgone; I don’t even know what to say when I meet her.I struggled to walk as a feeling of shyness swept over me. I wobbled over the peach of sand and almost fell down in front of her. I gained my balance immediately, then our eyes met again and I couldn’t speak. I was just there, staring at her. It was as if the daze of her beauty put me in a trance. She looked curiously polite at me with loving eyes, and I felt weak. Then she broke the awkward silence. “Hi, are you a tourist guide or are you lost?” Omo see jamb question.As a correct guy, I smiled and replied, “No, I do come here often to loosen up. The sun is fading, I felt like I will be able to see the beauty of the sunset as it reflects over the scenery better from your side. I hope you don’t mind.” “Not at all. It’s true, it’slovely to watch it from here,” she said as her smile melted my heart. “I am Samantha Menziwa from South Africa and you are-” Omo, see class. “I am Christopher Ayodele. My friends call me Chris.” . Click on the link below to continue reading www.naijanoisemakers.com.ng/2017/01/05/love-diary-part-1/ |
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