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When Mrs Ajanaku called Bidemi to the front of the assembly, her anger overcame her that she didn't ask for any explanation before she started lashing him on the assembly. He kept yelling and crying.
‘I told you to stop this nuisance,' she cried angrily.
‘I'm not the one,' he cried.
Mrs Ajanaku stopped and looked about. Bidemi assumed she agreed with him, but he didn't want to throw caution to the wind. So, he took some steps backward.
‘He is lying again. He is lying', she said and gave him five more strokes of the cane.
‘Bidemi Adeoti,' Mr Alani called. ‘Follow me.'
Bidemi looked about in fear.
Mr Alani tucked his teacher's textbook under his armpit and held his cane with the other hand.
‘Bidemi Adeoti, what's wrong with you?' Mr. Alani asked.
Bidemi shook his head.
‘Are you sure? Are you really sure?'
Bidemi nodded and stared at his feet.
‘Why did you post those things?'
Bidemi's head sprang up. ‘I didn't post them. When she told me….'

....

'Principal, he might be telling the truth...' Romoke's mother said.
'No, madam. That is a lie. These boys… No. I don't believe a word from their mouth. They are a nuisance'.
'See, this is my daughter. Someone raped her. Somebody did it. One of the boys in the school. They can only be the one'.
'Madam, we will handle this. We're handling this'.
'Please o. The person must not go in vain. The person must be punished'.
'Sir,' Mrs Iloh said. ' Principal, these guys shouldn’t just go. If for nothing's sake, for the fact that she placed one of them as the same height as the culprit'.
...

'Wow...’ The proprietress and nodded at the principal. ‘All these should really be made private. Oh, my God! What kind of school am I running? Hot students. Ignorant and flippant Staffs. I can’t believe this...

....

'Oh, God! Ah! Deaconess! Deaconess!' Romoke yelled and sprinted for the door.
...Omo ran after her. Usman too followed them.
'Don't come near me. I will kill you', Romoke yelled. She ran out of the compound, shouting. Omo chased her. Usman didn't know where they went...

Bidemi’s mummy stared at him for a while and pulled him nearer. He couldn’t understand why he was crying but doing so into her cloth was relieving.





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Olawrites:
I wrote 15 articles for him, not one. Why is he showing only one?
That's not what I wrote, he re-editted my work for it to paint me bad to be justified for his non-payment.

He is a wicked soul.

Oh? Can you just do a screenshot of about 3

Kalet5:
Credit card scammer.

He wanted me to pay him for doing trash.
Read what he wrote
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1II3FQ45WjEJpwsZj77wArJKRaoq-OrX0BKoIQbr_NxM/edit?usp=drivesdk

Justified to some extent. You both could have worked out something like reediting blablabla..

Olawrites, I guess you need to focus on your own writing for now. Thanks.

skyblueking:
Hian! Una dey expect more?? Divepen1 yaff finished o...

Lolll... It's just an Excerpt...

queenitee:
We are waiting for you and the devil using you

That's baid...

rukoyah02:
wow,am just breathless.continue please.

Thanks.. Soon.

skyblueking:
Hian! Una dey expect more?? Divepen1 yaff finished o...

It's still with my editor...

That Sunday, Usman would have refused to attend church, but that was the only place he got solace. So, he followed her. She refused to make him join the other teenagers in their church. At some point, he felt like telling a leader or a pastor what he was battling, but she placed him on a short leash. When they returned from Church, she hurried to the door of his room and stood in his way. He withdrew from her.
'Usman, you're... I have wronged you', Omo pleaded.
Usman released his breath. The thought of making her manipulate him again scared him.
'But I need you to know that I need you. I'm a deaconess in my church. You can't tell anyone anything about us', she went on her knee and edge towards him.
Usman shrugged. He couldn't tell anybody anyway because no one seemed to believe him.
She moved nearer again and looked up. He withdrew, holding tightly to the bible in his hand. However, the cushion stopped him, granting her the opportunity she needed to be in front of him.
Her handbag was now beside her on the floor. 'I have this sickness. It's not me...'
‘Please, leave me.’
 She burst into tears. ‘I want to be good. You know...'
Usman stared at her and felt like screaming at her, but she was the one paying his school fees and feeding him.
 'I just want you to know. I can't go out to have sex. People will suspect. But I need you to help me'.
She placed her hands on his shoulder.
' Leave me,' he shouted as he jumped out of her reach. Tears streamed down his face.
'Usman?'
'Leave me.'
'Not now. Usman, not now. You cause this to me. I don't know why I can't help being around you', she pleaded and crawled to him.
'No…No,' Usman warded her off.
'I'm not like this. I met you, and I became this', Omo cried.
'Please, Aunty Omo, I'm not doing,' he pleaded.
After going back and forth for a while, she stopped in her track. Usman felt lucky. She had stopped pleading, and that excited him. She rose and sighed. 'It’s true. Maybe you should leave'.
'But my school,' Usman countered.
She shook her head. 'I can't help it.'
'No...No…' Usman said in horror. The thought of leaving would really cost him his education.
'You have a choice,' she said. ‘Stay, give me what I want or leave and stop tempting me.’
Omo grabbed her bag off the ground and left for her room. Usman ran after her. She turned to him, repeated the statement, and slammed the door in his face.
Usman swallowed hard as he moved to his room. He never knew he would ever face such a problem. At least when she forced him, he could pick aside. But staying back to fulfil her desire just didn’t seems right.
Some minutes later, Omo came knocking.' Your food is in the kitchen'.
Usman sat awhile till he was sure she was gone then he rose and placed his ear on the door, listening for any movement from her. When he was sure he could go out, he sneaked out. A covered plate was on the cabinet.
'That's your food,' she said behind him, making him jump in fear. 'Don't be afraid.'
When he lifted the place, it was light. He didn’t need a soothsayer to tell him that the plate was empty.
Stirring, he saw a devious look on her face. 'You'll eat good food when you're ready for me. Usman, the devil is using me, I know. But I need to escape. And until I escape, I need to fulfil my urge if not, I'll go bloodthirsty. Remember those vampire films, I'll be thirsty like I am now. I should have gone out with men. But I'm a deaconess. I'm a child of God. I'm a Christian. They are thinking of making me a pastor very soon. How will it be that the world would now have to see me as someone sleeping with men?'
Usman gently placed the plate on the table, 'Sleep with them. I won’t tell Uncle. I'm tired. I just want to go to school'.
She bent forward, and tears drop down her face. 'I'm also tired. Don't you see desperations in my eyes? I am... This desire must have been hiding here before, but I refused to see it. But I think God is using you to help me notice its presence. This devilish desire is here, and you have to help me'.
'No… I will go hungry', Usman shouted as he rushed out of the kitchen.
'I won't force you. I won't rape you. I want your consent. It's like every other habit, I'll get over it', she called after him. ‘I don’t want to rape you anymore.’
He turned at the door. 'No… I'm not doing'.
'Why didn't you leave? It's because you're enjoying it'.
Usman bit his lower lips. He didn't know what had gotten over him, but he seemed to agree with her. He could have left. Maybe he was enjoying it. Perhaps, he was just deceiving himself.
'I'm not...' He said but stopped himself then marched out of the kitchen.

queenitee:
scam since time immemorial

Everywhere!

'Gosh! You pervert' 'Babe, I stare… to boost their self-esteem'.


Inspired by 'Black Coffee' Ella Fitzgerald Aim: 10 words

'Chase him', the chief yelled. The people of Itakumo yelled towards the lone warrior of their enemy clan, Odogunyan. Every fortnight, Odogunyans came dressed as monsters to scare the Itakumos into releasing their goods.
If the Itakumos knew, they might have rebelled but the clever Odugunyans came through another town. The Itakumos would remain in darkness if one of the monsters wasn't intent on raping the Chief's daughter, Sewa. Another monster angrily unmasked himself and dashed for the rapist. There, they discovered they were humans. And their leader had always been Kilani, Sewa's Fiancé. Now, the high priest's barn is full.


Inspired by Society- Asa
Genre: Monster fiction
Aim: 101 words

queenitee:
Lmao, rain rain rain

More Rain

Ann2012:
It's cold ooooo

Lolll

Jay crawled through the street. The stench of corpse and the sticky stream of blood made him groan.
Someone shouted in what sounded like Hausa. The glint of light from their brandished machetes was his cue. He ran off. The Igbo gang caught wind of the noise and shot him in the thigh but he escaped. Upon entering their hideout, he gave his sick daughter the teddy he almost died for. She smiled, reminding him of the sweet feeling of peace.


Inspired by 'Old feeling by Ella Fitzgerald'.
Aim: 81 words
Genre: Apocalyptic

A Partner in Cold
That rainy Saturday night, Titilope glanced at the door, intent on leaving in the rain, regardless of Ajayi's plea that it was cold outside.
'My mom will start to worry and my father will…. I just need to go', she said, shook her head, got up and moved towards the door. Rain increased; storm raged; limbs of tree crashed onto the roof. Yet, she was determined to leave.
At that point, he couldn't control the urge to lay her back on the bed anymore but she had rejected the offer times without number and that will be without consent.
'I want you', he murmured.
She shook her head, smiled, and said, 'till the D-day'.
He touched her hands but she slapped it away.
'But baby, it's cold outside', he retorted and crashed to bed, hoping to hold himself.
'You know what? Follow me', she said, pulled his hand, and dragged him outside into the rain, where they remained for a while, in silence. That rainy night, he slept happy that she helped him control his urge without being vindictive.


Based on 'Baby it's cold outside'- Ella Fitzgerald.
Aim: 11 Sentences.

ayobamiJR:
I mean if the platform (Domingobooks) is available now so i can plan to upload my work.

It's available

Ife stared at her phone and snapped her fingers. The phone removed its charger, climbed the chair, and fell into Ife's hand. She loved that.
When the battery was low, she refused to stand. Like before, she snapped her fingers. Her charger knew what to do. It hurriedly removed some electrical current out of itself and brought it to the phone. The phone began to charge itself. Seeing that Ife misused her power, the gods of electricity agreed that all demigods must always work for their power. So, if PHCN has disrupted your power supply, you might be a demigod.

ayobamiJR:
Yes it is...So it's the platform available yet so I can make plans on monetizing my merchandise

I'm sorry. I don't get the last part

ayobamiJR:
Ever possible to publish a movie script??

As long as it's in the format required

ForestBoy:
Very easy to publish and a very good creation, Great things awaits you my friend.

Thanks

AkeNathan:
What's the point?
They will only create more nairaland handles and buy other sim cards

That's one of the reasons for this- to keep them on the run.