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holuwabusayo:
Before I proceed,I will welcome comment critics and correction..but this is my true life story..


Thanks.
Dedicated to my beloved father pastor Dairo olatunde peter.who slept on 31/01/2016.
May his soul rest in perfect peace...(AMEN). #RIP

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RIP to ur dad may his gentle soul rest in perfect peace

holuwabusayo:
Episode 2. MY EARLY LIFE

I was in pry 3 that time,I was given double promotion to pry 5 so I have to prepare for common entrance into senior secondary school.
Forgot to tell you I was the last born of my mother.we were three boys .
My elder brother was in sss 1 while the second was in pry 5 so we have to prepare for common entrance together.
Those time me father and my mother have seperated and my father was been posted to ibarapa central local government oyo state from osun state(inter-state).
Me and my brother stay with our great grandmother sometime my father will come there just to check on us and he bring food and money.

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After our common entrance examination,my father came to take all of us to where he live,although I love my mother but I was childish because our father always give us money in excess,he care for us a lot he do our laundry,cook for us.
To me he do all this to entice us and for us to forget about our mother, which he always said "your mother don't love you".
He told us not to call our mother because he will do anything we wanted.
We don't even have a phone to call so we give it up then.

To be continue............

Nice one great nairalander