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I am extremely happy today and i decided to say a big a thank you to all who have been there for me on my Blog, I really appreciate. My first give away will be coming up soon. It is going to be for the active people on my blog, those who take time to read and drop comments frequently. ill update you on what prices you can win on one of my posts.
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I am extremely happy today and i decided to say a big a thank you to all who have been there for me on my Blog, I really appreciate. My first give away will be coming up soon. It is going to be for the active people on my blog, those who take time to read and drop comments frequently. ill update you on what prices you can win on one of my next blog posts.
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It was our family’s custom to go for the cross-over service on New Year’s Eve at our church and was more relevant because my parents were Knights of St Mulumba in Corpus Christi Cathedral. This year, some of our extended relations came to celebrate with the New Year with us.
When the mass was over, it was past midnight already. My Uncle and my two cousins decided to walk home.
“Make sure you people don’t branch anywhere oh!” Mum cautioned.

“Musa! Come and walk back with us, I thought you said you are a big boy now?” Uncle Habib asked sarcastically as they strolled away.

I was a juvenile mummy’s boy that was scared of the dark and aware of the rampant vices in Portharcourt particularly during the festive period.
“Leave me alone” grasping tight unto my mother’s dress, like a suckling to its mother’s breast.

“If you people are not ready to go, I will go and leave you oh!” Dad said impatiently as he started the car.

We arrived home early. My aunt whom was not catholic had already returned from her church. It was late at night, so we went to bed.

My mum had not gone to bed yet when she overheard voices from her window which she had forgotten to close earlier on.

“Which one be your oga house?” a deep, bass voice to the security man
We lived on the first floor of a three storied apartment. The house on the ground floor was still unoccupied.
The thieves were asking for the man living on the second floor but since that was his employer, the security man lied;

“Ahh! You wan attack my oga? He no get anything oh! But the Oga for the other house na Senator brother” Kneeling, with one hand protecting his head and the other pointing towards my house.

Thief oh! Thief oh! My mum began screaming like a woman set ablaze.
They heard her voice, ran towards our house door and started banging it.

“If you don’t open this door, when we come in, we will shoot all of you”

Vices were extremely rampant in my neighbourhood that when you hear people screaming for help, you ensure all your doors are locked and take shelter. I have heard cries for help many times but I never imagined it coming from my house.

I was sleeping with my aunt in the girl’s room which is opposite my parents’ because my uncle and cousins had not yet arrived home.
“Musa wake up and hide oh! Thieves have come” my aunt whispered with a quivering voice as she sneaked behind the door to hide.

The girl’s room in our house had two double bunk beds. I was a seven year old boy and I still had a petit physique. Whenever I played hide and seek with my friends in the house I would always shove myself through the narrow space under the bed.

It was dark; I woke up to the alarming voice of my mother and it took me a while to comprehend what was happening. I rapidly shoved my tiny body under the bed. Going under the bed was not as easy as during hide and seek. I had to struggle harder to get under.
I wanted to say the that Lord’s Prayer but I was shivering in fear so I started;

“God please let them not shoot my mummy and my daddy. I promise to continue to go to church”
I was hoping not to hear the sound of a gunshot.
The house had gone quiet and my room’s door opened............ http://teenahslounge..com/2016/02/my-turn.html

True life story. It is a NEED see.

Sandra is deeply hurt. Her twin sister said very mean things to her. Her sister is Grace. Grace has not been the best of a sister to her emotionally. Everyone wants a sister that they can talk to about almost everything and expect support or criticism.

Grace is full of herself and she is very proud. She feels she is more special than anybody and better than everybody. When Sandra talks to her about a situation in her life, Grace most times criticizes her and Sandra knows most times, there is something she can learn from the criticism. But Grace criticizes so much that it feels like jealousy but Sandra doesn't think her sister can be jealous of her.
When Sandra was about to write her final exam, TO CONTINUE READING..... http://www.teenahslounge..com/2016/01/sandra-is-very-hurt-emotionally-she.html

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