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Nice start dear. You got me hooked. I want to download that app right now, but then what the DID I JUST SAY DOWNLOAD?

An app that will shut me inside my own house? Vex for me say i gave it two star rating? Jeez thats something.

i wonder ,'... This is sci-fi right? Because if my phone start talking unaided, i will scatter the thing.. . I swear, THANKS FOR THE MENTION..

ADECULATE:
Yiippeeee centino where u dey? Ama joining jagugu88li murder gang, we re coming 4 ur head. Creeza cum nd see oo

hehehehe Murder case? Where Father case dae nah?

Btw centino try update , haba! This your plagiarism issue na simple thing nah, you dont even need lawyer

JUST click. http://www.plagiarismchecker.com

Incredible cover bro... And trust me that competition was 'few' and really '' deep''

im particularly overwhelmed with the cover photo.

chijioke17:
seems they've taken it down,it's not there anymore

obviously. Or the Google antispam form i filled took care of it.

jagugu88li:
I am still waiting for my iron to be warm na. I dont wanna come all creased like creeza.

Hello Stone Cold. My name is Steve Auston

lol,, steve auston no be small one.

This is why most writers dont post complete stories. Monkey dae work Babboon dae wack...

The kyn person even called me one of their writers. Issorite. You will hear from me.

Please say no to plagriasm.
Just click the link and tell me why a forum mod like coolval will copy and paste without even a single 'email to my inbox,

https://www.coolval22.com/forumsss/topic/dont-laugh-me-love-me-a-short-story-by-creeza/

feezy48:
I just love stories like this...
more grace to you bro

thanks boss, i appreciate.


Inkdbetty, you wantd to throw the book away? Lol. The title sparks curiosity though. I actually had a different name ' Love medicine' but its already used and by a published author.

Then I surfed the net, I saw something like '' Stop Dragon My Heart Away' a book too. Then an idea clickd, so did the decision for rule breaking.

Im glad you're impressed. And yes 'MOMMA im gonna Make it''

Where the pen go nah?

Are sam and Mj brothers?

My fingers are crossed. O!
This is getting interesting, I'm curious to know the actual deal between Ian and Mj,

over curiosity wan kimme here BIBI i want more #oliver twist

thank you for the wonderful update . Like always, i apologize for reading just now but then again, its when i'm chanced to.
I'm very busy these days. My life depends on my daily hutsle and there is also these bunch of scenes in stories that need editing and writing...
Anyways long story YOU undestand what i mean .

I dae kampke! Ride on. We must find out who really kill Mj.

Getting interesting, complications increasing, nice work shewrites and seunnla , these last updates gave me goosebumps.

Leriebloom:
Lol. Harsh way keh. I actually liked what you said

abi . Oya drop update na. Im here to comment and Criticize ALL JOIN.

My people adesina12 jagugu88li adeculate queenitee rechaelfst bibijay123 chijioke17 biddieluvyaho tamass casayrooy matrixcy honeydahwealth carajewel...and all my friends whom i forgot to mention... oya o. Like always let us enjoy this one o.
Come with your friends' friends and their friends too.
Likes and comment will be very much appreciated ,
remember nah free thing dae sweet pass o! AND JEJELY, This is another free read.

A story you will love to find out where it all goes at the end. Thank God its Thursday, but still lets follow Tuesday on her journey for acceptance, love and happiness.

Leriebloom:
The way you analyse my story tho. Oya come and be coaching me.

. You go pay o! just kidding.


Don't take it the harsh way. I just read the story and said what I thought about t.

Well smh!!! I comment my reserve.

Here is your push!

Its so sad the way Tuesday lost her mom. And her aunt has really been nice to her. But I doubt if that will continue ( remember she said - I mean Tuesday _ that everyone around her always leaves her)


This xavier of a guy , hmmm ' my fingers are still crossed. Watching.
Might cause big problems for Tuesy and Candie.



In all, nice story line. Its so disheartening to see that a lot of men are cheaters and slimy liers. To me, there is no harm in wanting a second wife but it becomes a crime when you are afraid of airing your views to both women involved. Be honest to them and who wants to stay will stay, who decides otherwise will leave.

I know quite a lot of families that are polygamous and the wives are even much closer to each other like sisters. It happens!


And the secret is : how the man treats them . Equal.

. More pls , leriebloom . Been a while though. Where you waka go?


And my runaway bride harameede99 . Hope you are well now? E don tey o

Whatever your problem might be Chumzypinky, just give it a little time to settle down.

Then .


Think about it from another point of view. Maybe from the person or people involved( probably those who caused the problem or those who were equally affected)
At that you can then analyse the situation by asking yourself this rhetoric question ' how would chumzy feel about this?


Answer it and believe whatever you said.

In all I'm not the best person to give advices but your last post got to me.
I hope you resolve the issue asap and try to wrap up this 'masterpiece'.

Forget what people say. They might conclude the story in their mind, but they will never tell it the way you do.

Simple but logic!! Gracias

Great story Op. Thanks for sharing, jagugu88li I appreciate.

VLongstrider:
I so much love this story. First person narrative of a half educated Igbo girl as she transcends. It's one of my favorite so far, not unnecessarily complex. .. . Just simple, blunt, real and hilarious. This is real genius.

bless up sir.

queenitee:
Sun nagode. I must learn igbo

Llol Na hausa o.

Easy o before u sell me here

Smartoliver , thank you sir. I'm glad that you liked the lines. I was only trying to break the rules of english language, never knew people would like it.





Cassyrooy, Oluwa bless up , still on the matter! thank you for following

#IgodaefollowFollowYou #back2Back

You are not a monster , my dear. She got what she deserved.

But becareful of making her loose the pregnancy, except for sure, you know its not yours.

Nice story though. In natural conditions i will get angry too, then, i'd calm down when I remember those tricky words.
: For better ,for worse...

donteanz:
Short and dope. Dopetunu

thanks bro

raggedyann, thanks for the comment. Most times I do the 'open end pattern'
and few times happy ending takes play.
...wait! Did you say genius? ME? My head o (it have swell lobatan!)



tamass, Im happy you enjoyed it. Thank you sir

and everyone that 'liked ' or 'shared ' with friends.. Muchös graciàs !

Hope this will do? Dive.

Major Antagonist

Special name: Jilly

If he/ she has, why? : short for jillian.

Who calls him or her that name? : Her parents and close friends


Nickname: Slay Mama

If there is any what is its origin: Has an attitude for expensive living, graduated from a private uni, and always thinks highly of her reputation. So she said but i believe rich kids are never slay queens . Just my opinion.

She said her parents are rich. She gave her self the name.

Does he/ she love that name? I bet she does. She is too classy, too choosy and the way she glanced at me. YOU COULD tell she was bored with the interview already.

Dates

Date of birth. : July 16 1990


Time ( if it is significant) : Has no idea or didnt care to share.


Which celebrity was born that same day : Wizkid Ayo


How was the weather that day : humid.

Any major event that happen that day : I'm not sure, but this villain in rude character was born.

ADECULATE:
Short nd very interesting, i doff my hat 4 u oga creeza oo

adeculate , lemme put back the cap, sit tight and anticipate some more...

queenitee, sùñ nagode ( thank you)

ADECULATE:
haaha guy u be singer ni. Lol

no be small one. The guy dae try wella

MichaelBlake40:
I don check am i no see the stuff.

okay bros give me a little time, lemme do something about it.


Chijioke17 thanks bro. Am also your number 1 fan if you're a #creezadict

biddieluvzyaho thanks for enjoying. I ENJOYd it to, especially Mama Ujunwa's character

Update pls bibi.

Frankenstein:
Not an ordinary dream. The story hasn't ended yet. They both had the same dream.

I for fear you o baba. That's the deadliest path to thread as a writer o. You can't frustrate readers with ' unresolved plot' but they will still love you . Yet.

But ' it was all a dream' guy , that's the surest death to any story , no matter how tight the plot was.
My opinion tho, but since its not over yet, my arms are crossed.

I await the' all fast and ramp up the pace ' scenes, that's the much I can afford to add. But nice story so far.

kikiwendy:
It's a ploy to keep their readers in suspense..
All the same get well soon dear.

you are sick o


Issorite , na u talk am.


Souloho19 when you wan wrap up nah? Let's see how everything resolves or continues. Anyways speedy recovery bro.

Frankenstein:
When she reopened her eyes, the creature was gone and she wasn't standing anymore. Bisi sat up in an alarm. Greg was beside her in the bed snoring away. She wiped her eyes thrice and pinched herself. The pain was real.

Relieved, she decided to wake Greg just to be sure and douse her tension. Before her hand touched him, Greg sat up and screamed, "Bisi!"

He turned towards her with haunted eyes. "Thank goodness! It's a dream." He then hugged her passionately muttering, "Just a dream."

"You had the same dream too. You saw it? That monster." Bisi rapped in a rush.

"Oh no, " Greg exclaimed, "It-"

A shrill noise sounded beside their bed and they both screamed and jumped out of their skin. It was however the 6am ring from the alarm clock.

no.. This doesn't work.


It can't all be a dream baba.. Ah!!! Divepen1 come and see o.


Shuuu!!

This is getting too magical and traditional.. For god's sake zombies and tradition Witchcraft Are you kidding me

Meh! Zombies are temporarily paralysed by wooden stakes, same with vamps.. Or even a heavy blow to the heart, cox they are brain dead. Anybody thought about that?

And who is this baba jegede wey dae mumble rubbish..?

The story has lost its touch.

How about taking the characters outside for a change and when they think everything is over they realise the entire street has been turned into zombies- flesh eating zombies . How about that ? Or something much more crazier ( and atleast they can kill the baba . I just tire for the man, he doesn't feel natural to me)

the whole idea is keeping the next writer intruiged and making it interesting, isn't it ?

I think we can do better, please we are better than this.. My opinion though

Protagonist

Special name: none

Who calls him or her that name? Prefers his his full name.

Nickname: sharp shooter.

If there is any what is its origin. :
Got it from friends way back in his teen days, has lingered into his adult life. But the main idea is his ability to pin down and woo ladies at a go. Easy as they come.

Does he/ love that name?
I interviewed him, guess what he said ' I'll have to kill you if I tell you. the guy is hilarious.



Dates

Date of birth . March 28 1986 (31)

Time ( if it is significant) : He said he never asked his mom that part untill she passed on ( tragic)

Which celebrity was born that same day
: Lady Gaga.

How was the weather that day : from his behavioural patterns I'd say : humid , maybe sunny a little bit but definitely a fine weather.


Any major event that happen that day : A star was born.



Hope this works. Trust me , he is a very conceited personality. Hard to crack the nutshell.

Part two****enjoy the creativity***
And remember , its written at the character's ability.







AFTER FOUR years , he came back to me, with another woman, an oyinbo pepper. Her name is Nikita, but my Mama renamed her nkita ( dog) . His friend Kelechi, who stayed in the city had told me that Chekwubem travelled to abroad after two years.
I had tried to call him in the past. His mother did not give his new number. Even if she had agreed , where I see phone to use call him. Will my my mama buy for me?

' Okay na. Tomorrow. Early morning by 6am. ' I hiss and and stood up from the doorstep.' No be only phone. Laptop join'


I BEGIN to feel used, hopeless and sorrowful. My mama does not want me to fight for my right. She is laughing at me and after looking at my face, she begins with a sigh.

' Hmmm.. Chai! ' She is trying to laugh again but instead she shake her head ' which right are you fighting for? Are you his legal wife? If he wants you , he will come for you and his child'

I pray to God ' Father, please give Chekku back to me. Don't take him away'


For where? Chekwubem does not remember I exist. 'Jupiter' has snatch him from me. If he sees me on the road , he passes by. He tells his ' new ' wife that I am one mad woman in the village- that they recently cure me.

I try to endure this insult , yet I can't.




ONE DAY I approached him and said that my child belongs to him, our child. He almost slapped me and threw me on sand-sand ground. I saw something in his eyes. I knew he was still inside there somewhere, atleast, until he shouted at me.

' Take your bast.ard child and get out of here. . .' He reduced his voice' Uju why ? I told you to wait for me. Why did you do this?


I WANT to reply him when his mother and brothers shout at me. They disgrace me and I left with tears in my eyes.

The next day, I think about this and decide to leave the village , travel to the city. Whatever I see there I will collect it like that. Maybe I will find opportunity and travel abroad, then marry my own oyinbo /jupiter




I WORKED hard to sell palm kernel. I saved money, left my little Chekwubem with my mama and travelled. All I hoped for is that my son does not follow our footsteps.

I was a love medicine. Only one in the morning and my Che-Che did not come for evening own . He left after leading me this far.





TWO YEARS later. I am still trying to make my life meaningful. Here I am on the streets of Lagos, doing any work I see: from call girl to house girl, errand girl , show girl, pure water girl, (anything you can think of, as long as killing is not involved, add girl to it) . I start to regret why my mama and papa did not send me to school. Its not my fault though.



LUCK shined on me. I met Kelechi's cousin, Nkechi , her mother sells ugu(pumpkin leaf) in our village. She treated me with love and introduced me to hair dressing business. Big girls type, not 250 per hair.


I saved money and and bought a phone for my Mama. I sent it to them through Nkechi.
Mama could not operate the handset. Whenever I called, She would always shout my ear off.




'Hello' Eenn! You say? Hello??!! Ujunwa?!, Hallo, Ello!! Can you hear me?

' Mama I can. Take it easy'



We are speaking our dialect


I said ' stop shouting. I can hear you'

' Ehen! I thought maybe the distance from here to the city is far. So if I shout you will hear me well. You know_ I'm not use to this kind of thing... Oyinbo is wise o...hmmm'


' Its obvious' I mocked her .





I ASK her about my little Che-Che . I ask her if she saw the money I sent for his school fees, together with the phone. She answers 'Yes'


She tells me that everybody is fine and my papa has forgiven me after many years. His kinsmen no longer make carricature of him.


' Thank God'

' Ehen! Uju, have you heard?

'Heard what Mama- who died?

' Tufiakwa!! Nobody died in our family o'


I sigh out a relief ' So what happen?


My mama clears her throat' Do you know that Chekwubem's oyinbo wife, nkita has left him. Hiann!! Wonders will never end !

' You say?...hey! Tell me something! I become interested.



I HEARD my mama shout at little Chekku. ' Che-Che. Oya drop that stick osiso. You want to kill my fowl. Spoilt child. Let me catch you. See how he keep head like his father'


' M.a.m.a easy on him na. He is still six years old. He will learn soon'

'That's how your papa spoilt you. Naughty children. Anyways---'


I cut in ' Mama , so what happened to Chekwubem and family?


' My daughter. Story story o! Where will I start? Hey!!.
He came here and begged your papa , saying its not his fault. That when he travelled , his mother told him how you followed one of these useless boys and soon you got pregnant. Now he has realised that the child is his spitting image. Oyinbo wife has left him, he came back to the village. He is rich o. But he is lonely and heart broken. Now he says he wants to marry you. He can't do without you. Can you imagine?



I asked my mama what papa said to him.

' What do you expect him to do? He chased him away. Thank God , he did not cutlass his head off'



I laughed even harder when mama told me about chief Ubaka's fourth wife. That she has made life a living hell for him.

' Hmm... Serves him right. Wicked man'


My mama asked if I would give Chekku a second chance.




I DONT know what I want. Should I continue my lifestyle and hope that one day, I will find the man for me? My emotions are controlling me- I still love Chekwubem- what will happen if I accept him?


' Mama I have to go. I don't have airtime. Greet papa for me okay. I have a customer. We will talk later'


I walk to the shop's door. A car has stopped on the road accross the gutter. The woman walked to our shop . She always does her Brazilian hair here.

' Welcome ma' I said. ' Come inside.'

She smiled and followed me.




WEEKS later I travelled back home. My mama was happy to see me, but my papa was disappointed that I did not come back with oyinbo husband.

In the evening. Chekwube came to our house. He must have heard of my arrival. He came down from his car. He has grown quite rich in six years.

He knelt down and crawled with his knees till he reached our doorstep.

My papa wanted to kill somebody but mama begged him to allow Chekku speak.




HE Grabs my hand and stare into my eyes.

He is squeezing my arm ' I am so so sorry. Uju m. I was a fool. My mom and brothers made me look stupid. Come back to me . Please. We can start over again. Biko'


Any choice I make will determine my future. Things are not the same and won't remain the same. My head start to grow very big this time, with joy and importance.


Mama ask him' what about your wife nkata abi nkita? As if she did not know already.

' She was never meant for me'

I am laughing so hard.

Then I want to cry, but the laugh is taking control.

' God will purnish you. ' I managed to say' You played on my innocence and treated me like a rag'

I am feeling powerful.


'He has already...I'm sorry.' Chekwubem replied and held my arm tightly' Please Don't Laugh at Me, I will do anything to make you Love Me again'


I shake my head and look at my papa. He is smiling now. Mama is the happiest person alive. My son's happiness is now in my hand.

Chekku came back for me, to me. He still wants my heart medicine. Or did my mama wash special ogiri and blow it spiritually to him? I will never know.






Full stop.(kpom)