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Some time in the past, there carried on an extraordinary Wizard. At some point, as he was strolling through the town, a Mouse tumbled to

the ground from the bill of a crow. He got the Mouse and sustained him some rice.

At that point, at some point, the Wizard saw a Cat pursuing the Mouse around the town. Terrified that his pet Mouse would be executed by the Cat, he transformed the Mouse into a Cat with the goal that it could shield itself.

The following day, the Wizard saw his Cat startled by a Tiger and promptly transformed him into a

Tiger.

The locals stated, "That is not a Tiger! It's only a Mouse that the Wizard changed into a Tiger. He won't eat us or even alarm us."

At the point when the Tiger heard this, he was incensed with the Wizard. He thought, 'As long as the Wizard is alive, reality with regards to my genuine nature will consistently be spoken!'

In any case, when the Wizard saw the Tiger coming, he comprehended his arrangement and yelled, "Get again into the

type of a Mouse."

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The Tiger shrank and turned into a little Mouse, by and by.

Whoever we grow up to be, we ought to consistently be unassuming.

My name is Biola.
Weddings always make me Hot and this one was no exception. I was 20 at the time and my husband Kunle was 30. We were invited to the wedding of one of my girlfriends. Our mutual friends Eze and Chioma were also invited and we decided to all go in our car.

I’m a tall woman, very tall, with a nice slim shape. My breasts are average size but nice and perky. I have straight, long, braided hair and I’ve been told my pussy hair is beautiful so I never shaved it.

My husband is tall too, that’s why I married him but he’s not the best I ever experienced in the bedroom. He’s just okay. He also has a slim build and he has a small dick, only four inches when he’s hard.

Our friends Eze and Chioma were built differently from us. Eze was a muscular sexually attractive man, somewhat shorter than me.

Chioma was a curvy beauty with big bouncy breasts that men salivated over. We hung out with them a lot but had never done any swinging with them.

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In fact, up until this night we had never swung before at all. Kunle talked about it a lot. It was his favorite fantasy. I wasn’t sure swinging was for me but I never said,
“No way!”
So here we are at the wedding, Kunle sitting on my left and Eze to my right with Chioma on his other side. By the time the groom kissed the bride my panties were soaking wet and I was rubbing my pussy through my thin mini-skirt.

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My skirt was riding up my thighs as I pressed it into my pussy. Eze was looking at my hand in my lap from the corner of his eye and I saw him touching his crotch. Kunle and Chioma seemed not to notice what we were doing.

To Be Continued...

Arnav and kushi were friends in college but due to misunderstanding there got separated.
6years after

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After six years everything has changed in their life,khushi who was a young bubbly and full of life became a mature girl now,khushi one mistake of not trusting his friend lead to lot of losses in her life in which she lost her parents in an accident and she has only one sister who is married and well settled in london...she is all alone may be she got to pay for it for hurting arnav singh raizada her best friend whom she used to laugh with crack silly jokes,whom she could not live without he was a playboy in college but he really cared for her as a friend,always protected her,she did not have any friend now she was all alone,she remembered everything all the memories spend with arnav and had tears in her eyes
arnav singh raizada was totally changed man now.
he is bussiness man who was cold,rude arrogant he did not talk much now,he changed for just one girl who changed his life
by putting a blame on him by Whig his reputation in college got low and cheap.
whom he loved but could not have courage to tell his feeling as he did not want to loose her friend because he had a playboy image in college,only khushi was the girl who supported him and always understand him,but she betrayed him in friendship as she did not trusted him as when he needed a support,he can forget her as she was the reason for the big change in his life,he cant forget or forgive her as she is reason for which arnav hate girls and don't talk to them,
girls try to talk to him but he insults them and don't look at them
,he don't want to see her(kushi ) face again..they both decided not to see each other.
but destiny has some other plans for them to meet again
khushi is now a successful designer and want to do something as she is from very rich family but at home she was feeling uncomfortable alone all the memories were haunting her so she wanted to run away from them,so she decided to start working she applied in lot of companies
but she got call from blasters designers and catering center.
so she went for an interview with the CEO of the company..she was happy that she will divert her mind in some other thing and forget all the memories which are painful as she went to blasters designers for an interview she was asked to wait cus the boss is in a meeting.
after an hour She was called to go in the boss cabin.
she froze by a voice talking on the phone and it was arnav,she went numb not to know how to face ,how to react and then he talked to her as he was impressed by her designs but his eyes were on the laptop he did not look at her when she did not say a word.
he looked at her and he was shocked to see her in front of him whom he did not wanted to see in his life,he hate her and sudden anger rises in his voice,
khushi was quiet she was gazing her eyes down and did not have guts to look into his eyes she did not say a word,after few minutes silence she said she cant work here and was about to leave on the point arnav came forward and she was scared she went backwards she tried to run but he grabbed her arm and pulled her to him,and said you are appointed to this job in his cold voice as she knew he will not leave her this time she tried to get out from his grip but no use.

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she said she don't want to work here and arnav replied her,what happened khushi you got scared of me after meeting me after six years,what you did with me you have to pay for this and you will work here only.
as tears rolled from her eyes,she said you are hurting me leave my arm,he said i am hurting you and what you did khushi with me u did not hurt me,
she said arnav i have already said that i m sorry for what happened six years back
Arnav replied sorry does not finish what i went through just because of you why u did not trust me khushi
Arnav told her she has to work there only and this time he will surely take his revenge..
Kushi left crying.
Will kushi accept the job

There is something out there…
Something lurks in the dark
It is not a shadow
It’s a hollow
An emptiness…
And, it all began with that painful
exclamation! “Ahhhhh!!!”
The trauma, the struggles, the pain, the
tears… The painful journey of two months
started that perfectly normal night where
everything seemed right with the world.
Under a grey starless night, they all lay
happily, basking in the euphoria of
togetherness; little did they know that the
tide was about to change. Who could have
thought that a day so free and peaceful
could lead to a whirlstorm of pain and
sorrow? But it did! And a family once happy
and carefree was plunged into the shadows
to thread the path of pain and turmoil. Two
months! Two months of darkness! Two
complete months of struggles, agitation
and… sorrow… It all began that dark fateful
night, under the blank expanse of clouds.
The storm came in with a formidable force,
sweeping away the joy and peace they held
so dearly. Their lives changed… indeed…
their lives changed, forever…

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**That Night**

The four children squealed playfully, all
struggling to spread their own portion of
the large outdoor mat as the evening
darkness settled upon the earth. Gentle
humid breeze blew, just like it did every
evening. Playful laughters rang out as the
siblings tugged at the fluffy dark brown mat.
Little Jerry, however, abandoned the quest
and ran about amongst his three elderly
ones, basking in the evening glow. Timothy
gave the mat a final tug and smiled to
himself, knowing what was coming next.
“I am lying in the middle” Loveth yelled.
“No” Tessy countered. “You were at the
middle yesterday; I would lay in the middle
today.”
“No! The first person to get here always
stays at the middle and that’s me” she
pointed her slim second finger at her chest
with her left brow raised in a saucy manner.
Timothy noticed the stubborn jutting out of
her chin and almost laughed. Being the first
born, Timothy had the loveliest siblings.
Loveth, his impossibly stubborn immediate
sister was just four years younger than his
twelve years old self, followed by Tessy, the
partially quiet, yet partially talkative one, then
the ever bouncing last born – Jerry. They
were the loveliest siblings, closer than most
and forging an unbreakable bond that went
beyond blood ties, despite their occasional
fights – one of which always came up
during nights like these.
“I want to stay at the middle?” Tessy
whined, pulling her face up to a pout.
“Me too” Jerry cooed.
Loveth put her small hands on her hips, a
tell-tale sign that they were in for a serious
round of argument if Timothy didn’t
intervene. Loveth for one, has never been
used to losing.

“C’mon now, Love” he called, using the pet
name he knew always got her doing his
bidding. “Can’t you just allow Tessy for
tonight? You know only kids like cuddling
between two people. You are not a kid, are
you?” he raised his brow.
Loveth glanced at him and seemed to be
battling with herself. Of course, Timothy
knew that she would always give in using
that argument, because Loveth would never
admit to being a ‘kid’. Her face broke into a
plastic smile. “Well, you can have the middle,
baby. I don’t really like it anyways, I can’t roll
around when I am stuck between two
bodies” she shrugged. Tessy’s face pulled to
a frown like she hadn’t thought of that.
Timothy shook his head with a smiled. Trust
Loveth to turn the tables anytime she isn’t
pleased.
“Are you children done arguing already?”
Bola called from behind, as she and George
watched the exchange between their
children with a wry smile on their faces.
They always had this session every night.
Tessy and Jerry pranced about on the mat
happily as their parents came to take their
positions on the mat. They always looked
forward to this time every day. It was always
the family’s favourite time of the day – lying
outside after dinner, talking and laughing
happily as they together watched the
changing clouds and sparkling stars.
Finally settled, the four children lay knitted
together, loving the company of one
another above all else. They cuddled closer
as darkness blanketed around them – Tessy
obviously winning her spot in the middle
along with Jerry, with their heads closely
placed on the mat, looking up at the dark
sky above in companionable silence. “I
should have brought a wrapper” Loveth
said as she shivered from the cool evening
breeze. Maybe she shouldn’t have let her
middle spot go so easily, she mused.
Tessy frowned at the sky. “T. boy” she called
and Timothy turned his head towards her in
response. “Why is there no star in the sky
today?” she asked innocently.
Timothy stared at the lone half-moon ahead,
trying to rationalize his answer. “They are
there Tess, you just can’t see them.” He said.
Loveth frowned. “Then where are they,
Tim?” she also looked at the sky, hating the
vacant state of it.
“They are very far away, hiding behind the
clouds”
“Stars play hide and seek too?” Tessy asked,
amused.
Timothy smiled and playfully poked Tessy.
“Maybe”
“Or maybe they are all dead” Loveth
suddenly declared. Timothy and Tessy
turned stunned eyes at her. “My teacher told
me that when a child is born, a star is born,
just like the Jesus story” she explained. “It
means that if a person dies, a star also dies,
right?”
Timothy stared at his eight years old sister
carefully. Loveth might be stubborn and
daring but one thing was certain – her small
head had the capacity to think far and wild,
way beyond the normal imaginations of a
child. “You are right, of course. But if all the
stars are dead, it means everyone on earth
is dead, and that is not possible because we
are still alive, aren’t we?”
Loveth grinned mischievously. “Maybe we
don’t exist; maybe we are ghosts.”
Tessy’s eyes widened with fright. “We are
not ghosts, right?” she asked Timothy in
fright.
“Of course not” Timothy shot Loveth a
warning glance. “Stop scaring Tessy and
Jerry, they won’t be able to sleep”
Loveth smiled and raised her eyes to the sky
but her smile soon vanished when there
was no star up there to wink back at her.
She rubbed her arms gently, driving away
the chill that brought goosepimples to her
skin. “I hate it when there are no stars” she
said drily.

“Me too” Tessy seconded.
Bola sat on the mat, not far from her
children, with George’s head on her laps as
he sprawled freely on the mat. She smiled at
the sight of her children, discussing gently.
Something was different about tonight, she
could feel it. Even the restless Jerry seemed
to be lying quietly tonight, for the first time.
It was like everyone wanted to be calm
enough to take in the peaceful contentment
of the moment. Despite the fact that they
had to struggle day in day out to make ends
meet, it was still worth it. They were still one
closely united happy family, contented with
the little they had.
“They look happy” she commented softly,
playing with the hair on her husband’s
head, the way he liked it.
“They are happy” George answered.
She shook her head in amazement as her
thoughts and gaze strayed slightly from her
children. “You think we would have been
this happy and content if we were rich?”
she asked.

George shrugged. “I don’t know. We might
get too caught up in our wealth that we
forget about one another” he smiled up at
her. “God doesn’t make mistakes”
“Of course not” she answered. Over the
years, she had gotten over the extreme
handsomeness of her husband, but as she
gazed down at his smiling face, she was
struck once again with womanly pride. At
thirty six, her husband was even more
handsome than she remembered, it was no
wonder that her children were so beautiful,
all taking on the beauty of their father. Bola
ran her fingers through her husband’s hair
as her eyes strayed to the dark starless sky
above. Thoughts of the immediate needs in
the house invaded her thoughts. She sighed.
“I don’t have enough money with me for the
children’s feeding tomorrow” she muttered,
thinking about the empty food supplies.
Timothy needed to get his textbooks,
especially now that he was about to seat for
his Junior WAEC. The foodstuff was already
exhausted, not to mention the new
uniforms she needed to get for the two
girls. There was always one thing or the
other needing money; she was already used
to having wants and needs. Her eyes
scanned the sky seeking the nightly stars,
knowing that the sight of blinking stars
would bring hope of a brighter tomorrow.
There was none. No star tonight! Why did
that unsettle her so much? The usual hope
she always got from the tiny beautiful stars
was nowhere to be found, leaving her with
a tiny level of fear eating at her insides.
George sighed into the air. “All would be
well” he breathed.
Bola nodded and opened her mouth to
respond when all of a sudden, a loud shrill
hit her ears.

“Ahhhhh!!!” Timothy’s voice rang out.
And then it began!
“Tim?” Bola jumped out of her sitting
position in a flash, rushing to her first son.
George was right at her heels, reaching
Timothy in a flash. Timothy held his chest as
pain engulfed his face.
“What is it, T.boy?” Bola rushed as she
removed his hand to stare in confusion at
his chest. “What is wrong?”
Timothy gripped his chest, groaning in
excruciating pain. “My… chest” he managed.
“Are you okay, Tim?” Loveth asked in
agitation as George sat on the floor and
moved Timothy gently to lean against him.
“Your chest? What… what’s wrong Tim?
Tim?” Bola querried, shaking fearfully,
looking at the pain stricken face of her son,
as his siblings gathered around him.
“Timothy” George called albeit calmly. “Is
your chest hurting?” Timothy nodded
grimly.

“Go and get balm, Loveth” Bola yelled.
“Hurry”
Loveth sprung into action, fleeing into the
house without a backwards glance. Tessy
and Jerry stood around, their faces askew
with fear and worry. “Sorry Tim” Tessy
murmured.
George rubbed Timothy’s chest gently,
looking at his face constantly while Bola
talked on, trying to sooth Timothy. Loveth
rushed out of the house with the balm and
Bola snatched it instantly, opening it for
George.

“Sorry T.boy” Loveth muttered, hopping
anxiously from one foot to the other as her
father massaged the balm into her brother’s
chest, applying moderate pressure. Little by
little, Timothy returned to normal, the pain
gently oozing from his face.
“How is it now, Tim?” Bola asked hurriedly.
“Do you feel better?”
Timothy tried to sit up but George held him
still. “What do you feel now?” he asked.
Timothy blinked, frowning. “The pain is
gone”
“Gone?” Bola murmured, frowning deeply.
“I… I only feel little discomfort but I don’t
feel the pain again”
George paused for some seconds, then
released Timothy to sit on his own as Bola
examined her son carefully. “Are you sure?”
George asked.
“Yes dad” he muttered. “I think the balm is
very good”
Bola sighed in relief. “Thank God! You really
scared me”
“And me” Loveth chipped, looking almost
angry.

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George released the breath he had
unknowingly been holding. “You should
start sleeping on your back instead of your
chest; that’s probably the reason for the
chest pain”
Bola shook her head like she couldn’t still
wrap her head around what had just
happened. “Let’s just go in, I’ll give you some
drugs, then you go straight to sleep” Bola
declared. Without wasting time, they rolled
up the mat and walked inside. All seemed
okay but Bola couldn’t shake off the nagging
feeling that something was wrong. Very
wrong!

“Timothy” Bola called out as she pushed a
tiny ankle socks over the tiny foot of her last
child. “T. boy” she called playfully again
when she got no answer.

“Yes mum” Timothy answered, his voice
echoing out of the bedroom.
“Hurry up son, you are going to be late for
school”. Sighing, she glanced at the wall
clock. “Many times, I wonder if you
remember that you are no longer in primary
school”
Timothy laughed slightly from the room.
“How can I? I have you to always remind
me, mum” his voice was bright with
laughter and Bola smiled, adjusting the
collar of her lastborn’s uniform. She turned
to inspect her two daughters and was
satisfied with their dressing. The
satisfaction of a mother shone in her bright
eyes as she pushed the other socks on
Jerry’s other foot. No one would see Bola
and say she had been blessed with four
priceless jewels. It always came as a big
surprise to people whenever they heard that
Timothy, Loveth, Tessy and Jerry had all
come out of her womb. Her small stature
and young youthful face could almost pass
for that of a lady in her early twenties,
thanks to the peaceful life and happy family
that she had built with her husband –
George.

Bola picked up the tiny shoes on the floor
and placed them on her laps before
hurriedly grabbing her purse. Immediately
she opened her purse, she frowned, her
spirit deflating. How can I spread this round
these children? She wondered vaguely,
shifting the content of her purse onto her
slim palm. Eating the previous night had
been tedious enough, and they had all
shared the scrap they were able to gather.
Now however, Bola wondered how she
would explain to her children that their
money for lunch would be cut short; the
money they usually took wasn’t enough as it
is and she knew that her husband also had
nothing left with him.

She felt someone watching her and she
raised her eyes to see her twelve years old
son staring at her with a deep look of
concern. With full bushy eyebrows which
joined in an arch at the junction of his nose,
Timothy – along with his siblings – was a
perfect replica of his father. A mother
couldn’t ask for a better son! Timothy was
the best son any woman could ever pray to
conceive; smart, helpful, loving and most of
all, caring. Bola saw the intense look of
worry in her son’s eyes as he stared at her
and she quickly put a smile on her face. “See
the time” she rambled as she removed a few
naira notes. She placed them in her son’s
palm before he could protest. “Use forty
naira for your transport and manage the
rest for you lunch. Ok?” she murmured.
“But…” he started. “But what of-”
“Don’t worry about your siblings” Bola cut in
knowingly. “I would take care of it”
“But…” Timothy began again.

Bola frowned. “No buts young man, get
going. You don’t want to be punished for
lateness now, do you?” she asked sternly.
“Get going” she said again, shooing him.
The mention of punishment definitely had
its desired effects as Timothy grudgingly
shrugged his schoolbag onto his back.
“Okay ma”
She looked at him carefully again. “Are you
sure you are okay? Your chest doesn’t hurt
anymore?” she knew he had assured her
but she wanted to be double sure. All night,
she hardly caught a whim of sleep, as she
constantly checked on Timothy. She had told
to stay home but he had school tests to
write and would hear none of it.
Timothy grinned. “I am very strong” he bent
his arm into an arc, revealing imaginary
muscles.

Bola smiled. “Okay, off you go” she said,
brushing down Jerry’s hair. “Say goodbye to
your brother” she whispered to Jerry.
“Bye T.boy” he muttered halfheartedly. He
was always gloomy when he was hungry.
“Bye Jay” Timothy returned and made for
the door. “Bye Lovey, Tessy” Timothy called
aloud as he rushed off.
“Bye Tim” his younger ones chorused in
unison from the room.
“Brother Tim” Bola corrected sternly, but as
always, she was ignored. Despite all her
efforts, she hadn’t been able to ingrain the
‘brother, sister’ thingy in her children.
“Come back early, T. boy” Loveth called after
her brother.

“I will” he yelled back.
Bola smiled. Her children were so fond of
each other; they have formed a close-knitted
relationship that not all siblings possessed.
George entered the room and Bola heaved a
sigh of relief when she saw him holding
some Naira notes in his hand. “I kept this
for their feeding; it is all I have left” he
explained and Bola was once more grateful
to God. She might not have married the
wealthiest husband but she had definitely
married the best.

She quickly took the money and entrusted
Loveth with the money for all her younger
ones, since they were all in one school.
“Now, you all should be careful in school,
okay? No rough plays” she warned sternly
and they all murmured their
acknowledgements as they trodded out the
door.
“Bye parents” they chorused fondly, like they
always did.
“Bye children” Bola and George murmured
with a smile.
“Be careful, okay?” Bola called at their
retreating backs, staring at them until they
disappeared from sight then she closed the
door firmly. Bola smoothed her moist palms
on the soft fabrics of her well-worn skirt as
she let out a deep sigh. Her face was pulled
up to a frown as her teeth bit into her lips.
She knew without being told that they were
in for compulsory fasting today, but she
didn’t mind. As long as her children were
not hungry, she could handle anything. That
was not the cause of her distress.
George approached her, turning her to face
him. “What’s wrong?”
“I… I have a bad feeling, George” she
muttered worriedly. “Timothy said he is fine,
I don’t think so”
George blinked, releasing the breath he had
unconsciously been holding. The incident of
the previous night had left him with a
certain level of worry, but he wasn’t going
to tell Bola that. He smiled gently. “Timothy is
a strong boy, he takes after me” George
grinned proudly, trying to put Bola’s mind at
ease. “I’m sure it is just your paranoia at
work; we prayed about it and I know God is
in charge, uhn?” he kissed her forehead
with a smile.

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Bola swallowed and nodded with a dry
smile. “Of course” she muttered. She truly
wanted to believe George, but why did she
still have the sickening feeling that
something bad was about to happen?
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Once upon a time, there lived a very cunning and mischievous fox. He used to speak to other animals sweetly and gain their trust, before playing tricks on them.

One day the fox met a stork. He befriended the stork and acted like a very good friend. Soon, he invited the stork to have a feast with him. The stork happily accepted the invitation.

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The day of the feast came, and the stork went to the fox’s house. To her surprise and disappointment, the fox said that he could not make a big feast as promised, and just offered some soup. When he brought the soup out of the kitchen, the stork saw that it was in a shallow bowl!

The poor stork could not have any soup with its long bill, but the fox easily licked the soup from the plate. As the stork just touched the soup with the tip of its bill, the fox asked her, “How is the soup? Don’t you like it?”


The hungry stork replied, “Oh it is good, but my stomach is upset, and I can’t take any more soup!”

“I’m sorry for troubling you,” said the fox.

The stork replied, “Oh dear, please don’t say sorry. I have some health problem and cannot enjoy what you offer.”

She left the place after thanking the fox, and inviting him to her house for dinner.

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The day arrived and the fox reached the stork’s place. After exchanging pleasantries, the stork served soup for both of them, in a narrow jar with a long neck. She was able to have the soup very easily with her long bill, but the fox obviously could not.

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After finishing hers, the stork asked the fox if he was enjoying the soup. The fox remembered the feast he himself had given the stork, and felt very ashamed. He stammered, “I…I’d better leave now. I have a tummy ache.”

Humiliated, he left the place running.

Moral: One bad turn begets another.

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Louis & Tallulah are four years old


"Mum. Mummy! Mum! MUM!" I shouted, standing at our front door.

"Yes?" Mummy asked, coming to me.

"These stockings itch." I whine, scratching my legs.

"I'm sorry, but it's your school uniform." Mum told me.

"I don't like it. Can't I just wear trousers?" I ask.

"No, silly!" Mummy laughed.

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I didn't know why she was laughing, I wasn't having a laugh.

"What would make you like your uniform more?" She asked, bending down to my level.

"Hm," I thought, putting my finger on my chin.

I thought, real hard. Then I got it! I pointed my finger in the air and made a gasp.

"Pigtails!" I said.

"Pigtails?"

"Yes!"

"Okay," mummy pulled my black hair up into two different ponytails on the side of my head. Those are called pigtails.

"Put this on, so you don't get cold." She hands me a red little jumper.

"Thank you!" I tell her, slipping my arms through it.

"Are you ready for your first big day of reception?" She asks me, grabbing my backpack.

Today is my very first day of school! I'm four years old.

"Yes!" I said, jumping.

"Okay, then let's go!" Mummy said, helping me put it on my shoulders.

After, she takes my hand, and takes me out to the car.

We get in my mum's big car, and I buckle into my car seat. I watch out my window as we drive to school.

Once our car is parked at the school, mum and I both walk up to the big place. Mum holds my hand all the way down a hall, until we go into a huge room.

"This is your classroom!" Mum tells me, as we walk in.

"Wow, it's massive!" I said, my eyes wide.

Mum laughed at me a little.

Inside the room kids were with their mum's and dad's. I didn't have a dad, just a mummy.

All the kids looked like they were playing super fun games. There were dolls, blocks, trains, and even coloring! Coloring was my most favoritest thing to do. I was really good at it. My mum always hung all my art on the fridge.

There was a big board that had the date on it. It said, 17/08/98.

"Hello, what's your name?" A tall lady comes over and asks.

"I'm Tallulah Tipton!" I say, proudly, looking up at her.

"Hello, Miss. Tallulah." The woman chuckles. "I'm your teacher Mrs. Archer right over here is your cubby. Why don't you put your backpack in there, and get all your things out, then find somewhere to play, yeah?"
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I will not leave this house. Dad are you being serious? Leave this house to where? Daddy please, I'm not going anywhere Benita replied.

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- you are a heartless, self-centered, arrogant and wicked child. The devil wants to use you to destroy my labour in ministry for 25 years. Elder Sam is threatening to leave. Someone whose 3months tithe alone brought about this building we live in. A six bedroom duplex. Many of them like that. So that my colleagues in ministry will start laughing at me?

Benita I suffered, I saw hunger, I saw starvation, my twin boys died on this journey because of poverty. I held unto my faith. You too almost died, how you managed to us survive that sickness due to mal- nutrition is still a miracle. I rather loose you now than go back to poverty. PACK YOUR THINGS AND LEAVE MY HOUSE.

- Jesus ( crying) this is not happening. This not not my dad speaking. This is not REV FERDINAND JOHNSON. Daddy, you can't do this. Where do I go from here? Daddy, (crying) it was on that sick bed, you made me this BENITA that I am today.

We had no money, doctor asked us out of the ward, I was laid on the Floor. Almost dying. Mum was in tears. You came close to me and held my hands and you said to me. " Benny, you are five years old, the name of Jesus has five letters, you will not die, now keep saying it to yourself."

I kept saying it. You made me believe that all I got then was JESUS. All I needed was JESUS, The one who could heal me was JESUS. I should only call JESUS. And I did. Daddy to said to me, BENNY IM SORRY. DADDY HAS NO MONEY HE CANT HELP YOU, JESUS HAS THE POWER TO HEAL YOU.

I get calling on JESUS and on the 3rd day, I got up. That was the man you were. I saw GOd's power through you. Daddy, do not give the devil a winning trophy.

- I thought you everything you know about the devil. I groomed you into whom you are today. I showed you the way to righteousness. You cannot be more righteous than me. Get rid of that bastard and save my ministry.

- I will not. My faith in Jesus is stronger than the father daughter bond. When you could you not save , Jesus did. You may give up on me and throw me out, JESUS WILL NEVER GIVE UP ON ME.

- RICHARD,

-yes dad

-Are you done

-yes dad.

- good. Throw her out

Richard lifted his sister up, heading to the gate. He had packed all her stuff and kept them outside the gate. Benita was crying and singing.

- Richard, put me down. Dad don't do this. Oh Jesus.

And so it was. Benita was sent out of her father's house. She kept hitting at the gate. No answer. She started worshiping.

You are great yes you are mighty God
Walked upon thvabout you mid greate sea raised the dead
You reign in majesty mighty God
Everything written about you is great

Demons tremble at your presence
What a mighty God we serve
Glory, glory hallelujah
Everything written about you is great.

As she sang, she started putting her things together. She decided to go to shola's place.

Shola's mum did the unimaginable. As she sighted Benita from afar, she ran towards her.

- mummy good evening ma

- keep that greeting first. Where do you think you are going with all these bags?

- mummy please, I will explain when wee go inside please.

- inside where? You must be out of your mind. Shameless prostitute. Sherimama ,sherimama, kakakaka after every every na belle. You people now use rape to cover up. Please you are a bad influence oooooooo, don't come and corrupt my virgin daughter for me ooooooo.

Oya goan meet your arm robber boyfriend and continue where you stopped. Omo oshi.

-thank you ma.

Benita left. She stood by the road side.

- where do I go from here? Holy ghost help me. Please bring out shola for me now. Please Lord.

Some minutes later, keke stopped in front of Benita and shola came out.

- omg Benny.are you traveling?

- yea. I was asked to leave the house. Dad said, I should leave his house.

- what? That's a lie. Daddy can't do that.

-(crying) he did oooooo. I just need a place to rest my head. I'm asking in my spirit for direction. Good a thing I have cash but I need God's direction.

- you can pass the night in my house replied shola.

- no. As we were discussing, the Lord said I should go back home.

- hmmmm, your sure?

- yea.

- OK, I will help you.

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Their apartment was dark inside, as there was power outage. He dropped his laptop in the parlor, and was about to go and look for Lola when she appeared from a room, wearing just panties and bra.

“Hey, how did the day go?” She asked as she approached him.

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“It was cool; how was yours?” They had locked lips before she could answer. He was 6ft tall, towering over her 5ft 4 inches frame. They disentangled for a while and Lola looked up at Dapo in a funny way.

“What?”

“Nothing; I’m just checking out my husband.”

“Uh-huh!”

“Hey, I got to fix dinner, I’ll be right back.” She pushed him off with her right palm and disappeared into the room she had earlier emerged from. She re-appeared wearing a long t-shirt that came down to her bear knees. She smiled at Dapo on her way to the kitchen.

“Hey, I saw my Dad today. He accused us of not coming around to see them.” She shouted out from the kitchen. Dapo was heading to the room, and retraced his steps as he heard her voice.



“We should probably go there this weekend. I hope I would have gotten a head-start on something before then.” He said as he took a sit in the parlor. “I don’t want to look like an irresponsible in-law.” He said that in a low tone.

“I didn’t get you.” Lola shouted out.

“It’s nothing important.” He replied and got off the couch. He stood still, in one position for a couple of seconds, trying to think of what he had to do next, and then he headed for the door.

The noise coming from the generator set was less audible after he shot the entrance door. He walked into the kitchen on tip toes and sneaked up on Lola from behind. She jumped at first, and then relaxed as his arms went around her waist. He kissed her on the neck and she moaned gently, and turned her head around. She smiled up at him before their lips locked.

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The thought of getting a private office outside his home had been playing on Dapo’s mind for a while now, so he decided to take this day out to check around for a suitable location. It was always more professional when you had a location where people could actually meet with you when they want to; it always brought in the element of trust.

The shops he had seen so far weren’t bad at all. He figured he wouldn’t need so much space, since it was just going to be him a secretary. There was a particular double shop with a very good rest room he saw and liked, so he stopped to discuss with the shopkeeper.

“Light is good; good security and we have cleaners that clean up three times a week. All would be covered by your one-time payment; no extra charges.” The man in charge was saying. He didn’t sound like a fraud, and Dapo decided to take his word for it.

“How much is the rent?” Dapo asked.

“Five thousand Naira, monthly; and you’d have to pay for two years. Agent fees and agreement fees will be twenty-five thousand. That would make it a total of…”

“Sir, why do I have to pay that much for agent fees?” Dapo asked and the man smiled at him. “Haven’t you rented a shop before? That’s how it works; I would never try to rip off a young man like you.” The man said and paused for a while before continuing “The other shop keepers would have charged you almost double of what I’m charging you for agent fee.”

Dapo looked into space for a while before speaking “Umm…today is Monday, right? I’ll come back before the end of the week to make the payment.”

“It’s a very good location for whatever business you have in mind, don’t waste any more time.”

“Okay. I have your number.” Dapo said and left the place thinking of the last thing the man had said, ‘don’t waste anymore time’, like he knew that Dapo had been fighting indecision to get a shop for a while now.

While walking out of the complex, he was deep in thoughts, and accidentally collided with a girl coming from the opposite direction. “Ouch!” The girl exclaimed clutching her head with both her hands. Dapo also felt a jolt of pain, but he was more concerned about how the girl was.

“Hey, I’m sorry.” He said and tried to check if the girl had sustained any injuries.

“Don’t worry, I am alright.” She said. Dapo saw her face as she let her hands fall to the side, and his heart skipped a beat.

“What?” She said and tried to feel for any bump or cut on her face. “What? Do I have a cut on my face or something?”

“No, it’s just that…nothing really. Take care.” He said and left the girl confused.

It is amazing how fast the brain can dig up data; the girl’s resemblance to someone in his past brought back a lot of memories; memories so fresh, it felt like the incidence had taken place yesterday.

JULY 1998

After he had taken just enough bottles that he could handle, he told the guys he wanted to take a leak, and went in search of Kike. She had said she was going to get some stuff from the store across the road. He saw her coming out with two paper bags as he made his way out of the bar. She crossed over to him, and gave him a hug.

“Let’s get out of here.” He said and dragged her in the direction of where his car was parked.

“Hey, what about Chuks and them…?” She said. There was a frown on her face now.

“You know I hate goodbyes. Besides, they would never let me leave this early.” He said and walked on, she followed right behind.

While in the car, there was silence, like they both were deep in thought. Four years in the university was over, and even though it felt good to be through, the thought of departing the life and people he had known for the last four years of his life was a bit sad.

“I wonder when we’d get to gather like that again.” Dapo said with a smile on his face.

“Hey, it is not that bad; even if it takes 9 years for you guys to see again, you’d catch up like you never left.”

“That’s why I like having you around, you always know what to say at all times.” He gave her a side glance before continuing “I’m going to miss you.”

“I told you I’d be there before you even settle down, don’t worry, you won’t miss me for too long.”

“So you are going to be in the London in…?

“My Dad wants us in the Caribbeans from next week, but Mom and I would leave him after we get to America.” She said as she adjusted the front passengers’ seat to go flat, so that she was lying on her back. “So, I would be in London in about… three weeks.”

“Hmm! I think I can stay alive till then.” He said and they both laughed.

Dapo was going to spend some time in Britain with his cousins, and his flight was already booked for next week. He was so excited about it, but worried at the same time. It was hard for him to imagine his life without Kike, even if it was for a couple of weeks.

He was parked in front of her house now, and he felt her lean forward for a kiss; he responded, more in autopilot than with the heart. The liquor was clearing off now, and he felt a bit tired, physically and emotionally. “Hey, dude! Wake up.” Lola shouted into his ear. He smiled at her, and they kissed again. She stared at him with a concerned look on her face. “Do you want to come in? You could take a nap in Kunle’s room, you look really tired.’

“Nah! I’d just be on my way.” He said and adjusted in his seat.

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“Okay. I love you.” She said and planted a kiss on his cheek before getting out of the car.
“I love you too.

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Pastor Mrs Johnson was rushed to the hospital.

Benita was by her side doing what she knows how to do best.

Rev was with the doctor.

Richard came into the ward and dragged Benita out.

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- stay away from my mum you witch. You put her in this situation and you're praying? I don't want to ever see you near my mum. Take yourself and that bastard you're carrying away from our lives. It is causing us so much.

- will you stop this nonsense zina. Because I know it's you. My brother Richard can never hurt me. No matter what you do, I will not give up on Jesus!!!!!!!!!

- you are insane. Benita, you are insane. Stay away from my mum.

Rev came out from seeing the doctor.

He looked down.

Benita rushed to him

- dad, what? What is it? Please talk to me.

- hmmmm, my wife needs brain surgery immediately if I still want her alive. The specialist is not in town. Won't be around until a day after tomorrow.

Making plans to fly her abroad, I don't have much time. I can't stand the thoughts of loosing my wife.

Richard walked in

- Benita, if I loose my mum, I will kill you.

Rev replied.

- Richard, if I loose my wife, I will demand her life from your hands. I will forget you are my only son and put you behind bars. If I knew your coming back to life was to take the life of my wife, I would not have prayed you back.

Right now, I just wish you never came back.

Benita was almost going crazy.

- oh Jesus no no no no, father come to my rescue. Holy spirit help me. (She rushed to her dad) dad please you have to calm down.

- Benita, Richard shouted, now my dad hates me because of you? I will deal with you. (He rushed out of the hospital)

-Dad Benita continued, please I beg you. Remember your good works and sacrifices for 25years in service to this great God. Dad, you taught me to be conscious of who I am anywhere I am, no matter the situation I find myself. It will help me act matured and react wisely. Dad, you taught me to always stay connected to the holy spirit during tough situations. You said it makes me tougher and the situation easier.

Reverend Johnson broke into tears.
- Benita, my wife is dying. The specialist is not here.

- dad, JESUS IS HERE. JEHOVAH RAPHA IS HERE. THE BALM OF GILEAD IS HERE. Where is your faith dad? We can't fight without faith. Dad, Jesus can. If he can raise Lazarus, the widow's son, even our own Richard right in this hospital, he is still our God.

BENITA began TO WORSHIP.

I've seen the God of wonders
Doing mighty things
Healing the oppressed
Setting captives free

He's the lily of the valley
Bright and morning star
Ruler of all nations
Great and mighty king.

Heavens declare your great and mighty power
Heavens declare your great and mighty power
You are bigger than the biggest
Stronger than the strongest
Better than the best

You are the great I am
You are the great I am
You are the great I am
You are the great I am

She continued to worship

Baba olorun baba
Baba olorun baba
Bami she temi o

Baba

Bamishe temi o

Baba.

(Speaking in tongues)
Impossibility specialist
The specialist who is never on vacation
Doctor of all doctors.
Surgeon of all surgeon.
The hour has come.

As she prayed, the doctor tapped rev and said
"THE DOCTOR IS HERE. HE MISSED HIS FLIGHT. HE DIDN'T TRAVEL AGAIN.

Hail master Jesus!!!.

Pastor Mrs Johnson was taken into the theatre.

Benita went home to freshen up only to meet Richard outside with her file containing her certificate and other valid documents.

- I have been waiting for you to come home. So you will see your ruin with your own eyes.

- (laughing hard) is that fuel and matches? If God wanted you to burn it, Richard, you won't have waited for me. So long as I am here, you can never set it ablaze.

As he was about to pour fuel on the file danladi shouted.
- small oga, I dey cook? My food i don burn finish o. Smoke I don full am for every where o

-Jeez, Richard shouted and quickly rushed inside.

Benita quickly picked her file and ran out of the compound to shola's house.

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To be continued.

Dapo was staring at the television, but his mind was elsewhere. He was thinking of how his recent move to sell his car was a bad one. A flash of lightning bolt reflected off the window into his eyes, and he blinked. He jumped in his sit when the thunder sound came seconds later.

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At thirty-two, most of his peers were young bank managers, or heading departments of big corporation, but he was still waiting for his big break. His I.T Company had no office, and he took all his business calls on his personal cell phone. If he got the job he was meant to go out for today, then he would be sure of long time residual income.

A scene from the movie he was watching caught his attention and brought him back to the present. In the movie, a man stabbed another man in the eye with a pen without flinching. He wondered how American’s seemed to make their movies look so real. The cry from the victim in the movie got on his nerves and he held up the remote to change the channel. His hand was frozen in mid-air for a couple of seconds, as he tried to concentrate and listen if the intensity of the rain had dropped. After a while, he switched off the TV, got his briefcase and rushed out of the house.

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Elsewhere, his wife, Lola, was heading home in her silver colored 1989 Toyota Camry. Her mind was fixed on what she would make for Dapo tonight. It wasn’t his birthday or anything, but he had been a very good and supportive husband so far. She could remember how most of her friends kept trying to talk her out of marrying him. They said he wasn’t ready; they said he didn’t have the financial capacity to take care of her; they said all other sorts of things, but she didn’t listen to any of it. And right now, thinking back, she was glad she didn’t listen to them.

She made a stop at MR BIGGS, a famous junk food joint that was spread all over the 31 states of the country. She wanted to get just one thing; ice cream. Dapo had always been a big fan of ice cream, and he never hesitated to state all the other alternative uses a bucket of ice cream had. The thought of ice cream sent chills down her spine and she smiled.

“Lola” A voice called out as she made it back to her Car. She dropped the paper bag in her hand on the driver’s seat of the car before turning around. In the split second it took for her to do that, her brain had recognized the voice, but she didn’t want to believe it was who she thought it was. As she made the 180 degrees spin around, she came face to face with her father.

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“Daddy!” She shouted out and hurriedly walked up to meet the tall man that was standing about 10 paces away from her. The man smiled as he opened up his arms with a welcoming hug. “What are you doing here?” She asked her father as they disentangled.