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You have already... Is your thread not license to kill?

d michael: Pls i want to ask for permission 2 advertise my thread.May i?

I get... I miss him too...

stefikal: Kingzpen I understand u perfectly...
But personally I'm not concerned about the next update, I'm just concerned about him. We have no idea whats going on, if we knew what the issue was it would be a different story all together.

Anyhow shaaa Durodola, me am missing you oooo

Lil wonder, so it's Nancy... Itz Ok, amma handle una case specially...

Don't worry, Banji will so surprise you... You will sure like the name... *Laughs in Chinese*

stefikal: trans-gini?? Biko I no dey



No Sir ooo, 4give me ooo na ermmm, na ermmm Nancy peep come gimme expo... I no go do am again.

But I no like d name Banji again, maybe u fit change my mind shaa

Writers need to take a break to get a proper picture of the story...

Break helps the writer to broaden his horizon and deliver better than he used to...

Writers need breaks to understand where they are getting it right and wrong so they can be better. How do they do this you ask, they read materials from other writers, sit down and ruminate on the strengths of their writeups, then plug it into theirs...

Within a twinkle of an eye, they are better than they use to...

So fellow readers, give my Boss time...

He Loves Y'all To Keep You On A Long Suspense...

Stefikal, hmmmmm... You sabi peep inside my laptop. Abeg no hate any Banji Oooo... Banji na hero na, I see an hero in him...

stefikal: Banji no worry u gat no problem, d lecturers just ask d students 2 relocate 2 anoda hall... I no fit date persn wey dey answer Banji oooo...all tnks 2 Kingzpen..lolz

*crying* Thankz for sharing in my pain...

Bonny baby: Banji, i dey weep 4 u! na so u don get carry over.

Wetin Banji do again? Loooool...

wahleyz: Walahi...dis banji is cursed,,,na only u?

EPISODE 63


I quickly checked the bag and realised it wasn’t mine. The bag looked like the bag I misplaced in the bush, I wasn’t used to the old bag I carried to the library. Like a bullet, I sprinted to the library only to meet it locked.

I sat on the floor in front of the library. “Banji, why na?” I grumbled. “Ha! Five hundred thousand naira and Iphone four. Chai! Wetin I go do now?”

I hated myself at that time, but I had no option than to return back to my hall. I stood up, knocked on the library door, ludicrously confirming if someone could open the door from within.

“Baaaaannnnnnji! Ha! You don enter one chance.” I yelled and kicked the library door.

“Hey you! What are you doing there?” A security personnel shouted from afar. “Come here!”

“Ehm sir, I’m asking for the librarian.” I said with a quaky voice as I walked to him.

He flashed his torch on my face. “Can’t you see that the library is locked?” He asked.

I acted ignorant; I peeked quickly at the library door and returned my focus back to him. “I never knew.”

“Now you know, off to your hall.” He said, pointing to a direction away from the library.

I left his presence and reluctantly walked to my hall. What kind of mistake was that? Five hundred thousand naira gone? I thought to myself as I walked on.

There was nothing I could do than to sit down on my bed depressed as I got to my room. My brain kept working like a clock and my mind wondered away like a street chicken. They both did without my control. The hunger I battled with as I walked from the library disappeared in a jiffy and my eyes were wide opened scaring away every attack of sleep.

“I will wake up by seven, then I will take my bath. I should be set before eight, then I will run to the library.” I said out loud, drawing an imaginary map with my hand. “The library should be opened by eight, I will rush inside, pick up my bag and rush to the exam hall. The exam no fit start by eight lailai, at least by eight twenty I should be there.”

I was quite satisfied with my plans, forgetting the fact that I ain’t God. I smiled, laid prone on my bed and snoozed off.

I changed my lying position as the beam of light from the sun hit my face. I never knew it was morning, I still enjoyed my rosy sleep.

Bang! Bang!! That sounded like an emergency knock. “Who’s that na?” I yelled. “You wan break my door?”

“Guy, na me.” A guy voiced.

“Wetin happen?”

“Abeg you get calculator.” He asked.

I speedily jumped out of my bed, checked for my wristwatch but couldn’t figure out where I placed it. I scrambled around for it or any means to hint me what the time was. Almost immediately, I got the hint I needed.

“Guy abeg I don late.” He said, adding a faint knock on the door. “My exam don start, abeg.”

“Exam don start?!” I yelled at myself, removed my shirt, rushed to my wardrobe, grabbed another and wore it.

Bang! Bang!! He knocked again but that time around he knocked on the door to my fury. “Guy, you dey mad?!” I screamed at him. “Me sef don late.”

“Guy, I think sey you be sure person sef.” He said and left.

I hissed as I hurriedly fasten the lace of my shoes. “I don die today.” I said, bamboozled. “Five hundred thousand, yeh! Iphone four, gone? Lailai.”

Like flash, I sped out of the room and headed straight to the library. Oh my my, Usain Bolt dared not compete with me as I ran because I would outrun him, he wouldn’t even see my brake light. I got to the library panting very fast like a dog, scurried to the bag-stand and met a lady searching all around.

I almost ignored her but her poignant face caught my attention. “What are you looking for?” I asked.

She peeked at me. “My bag.” She replied and continued her search.

“Ok.”

I focused on the reason I came, I raised one, two, three bags. Yes! I found it.

I unzipped it, searched inside the book and saw the cheque wink at me. “Thank you Jesus!” I reflexly whooped and swiftly covered my mouth with my palm.

I looked at the girl, she gazed at me disgustingly but I cared less; nothing mattered to me aside the Iphone and my titanic sum of five hundred thousand naira.

One of the librarians came to the bag-stand and ordered me out because I violated the rules guiding the library.

“Babangida hall, block four, room fifty five.” I said to the girl as I walked out. “Your bag lay wait for you there.”

“Get out now!” The librarian yelled at me.

I bounced out of the library with my bag behind me. As soon as I stepped out, I began jogging towards my department.

“Hey! Please wait.”

I reduced my pace and peeked on the fellow that called me, it was the library girl. I paused. “What?” I asked out loud.

“What’s the room number?” She shouted.

“Fifty five.”

“Huh?” She asked and moved closer because she didn’t hear.

I coiled my palms around my mouth and shouted, “fifty five!”

She turned around, I did likewise, then swiftly loped off. I got to my department, paused on a spot and almost fainted when I saw my mates coming out of the lecture room.






TO BE CONTINUED...

LmaoOooooo... I can't help but laff... So happy we finally hit fp... Congratulations Boss... More Grace...

stefikal: yes ooo...Mister
we'll buy

That's where your creativity comes to play... I just gave that as an example...

You can give it a very captivating title which will trigger any story lover to open... After that is achieved then you blow their mind with your short stories...

You can also point it out to them that you write short stories...


With that, you would be known for that 'brand'...

slap1: Good point, but I have a question: What would the Literature section look like if we have, say, twenty ''My Short Stories'' threads on the first page?

Goooood Morning Y'all...

I slept off yesterday...

Update will drop as soon as I finish all the house chores in the house...

U no get siblings? That question crossed your mind and I will answer you...

I get but dem no dey house... They are miles away so na only me get the whole work load...

For the records, I LoVe Una Like wetin happen...

*hugs*

They haven't Oooo... Itz frustrating... For the records, I dey live for remote area in Lagos... *pity face*

treasuregr8: kingzpen nepa never give u light ni..*sad*

LmaoOooo... You don kill me wif laff... Pope abeg pray for me... Senator abeg gimme another phone and 500K... Na only you fit do the both since you're Senator_Pope... Loooool...[quote author=Senator_Pope]Banji ur own don done....u don lost phone and 500k abi.[/quote]

*covers face* The power of a writer and a Boss... Stefikal and her rapid way of thinking... Hmmmm, anywayz chilling for Nepa...

stefikal: He dey possible sef make he be say na anoda tin happen, everybody just dey guess phone and cheque... D power of suspense... Kingzpen na u fit enlighten us ooo

waiting patiently 4 d next update

Loooool... It can happen to anyone fa... Some people has made more stupid mistakes...

Bulcqlay: Anybody dat fool nd gullible lik banji is a wreck of fool 4eva..kept such tin insd bag nd leave

NEPA never give us light Oooooo... Can somebody please help...

You can't die or faint and if you do I have extra life for you... Loooool... Thankz so.much bro...

derbybliz: Kingspen abeg na wen Person faint U go know say Suspense dey kill? Bt any way Tank You so much for the story

Loooool... U no fit die... I trust you...

dhayor58: In banji's voice 'JESUUUUUUUUUUSSSSSSS'


Una no go kil us wif suspence

Proudly Naija Boy so anywhere fall... Loooool... Letz wait and see...

Timothy3113: @kinzpen if dey shud steal phone squeez or steal the cheque den d story b naija film. Cos peson don predit wetin go hapen

I was typing but my laptop is down... As soon as I get electricity, Amma samma una... loooool...

jonathanrd: Uwc bro...just try and samma us wit more update*wink*

I be Katangite... loooool... Happy to have you onboard... Thankz so much bro... God Bless You...

jonathanrd: I am and v bin a silent follower but couldn't hold it any longer. U damn gud bro

You have forgotten so soon that he was fortunate to meet with the Martin...

Bonny baby: BANJI! BANJI! BANJI! Dis ur bad luck dey 2much o, na only u dey carry all dis bad luck 4 dis world give nah. hhmmm

Are u a UIte too? *winks*

jonathanrd: Have bin following ur story since and with d security guys, library all make me suspect u

Loooool... I wonder too Oooo...

swanky47: lol.....but y dis banji dey alwayz get baad luck na.....

How na bros? How u know?

jonathanrd: This kingzpen guy must be a uite

HBP ke? Abeg Oooooo...

Bleszin: Kingzpen plz dont gv me HBP

lmaoOooo... I go press back button, final answer...

treasuregr8: chei! My heart don hang 4 ceiling...kingzpen i hp d 5000k and phone is nt stolen, if so u bta press backward button make banji put am 4 inside pocket *crying*

Lmaooo... Abeg no kill me with laff D9ty7... You na d overall Boss...

D9ty7: If kingzpen is Stefikal's apprentice, then what am i? Am sure i'll be servant/messenger. Lol

Loooool... Itz actually for safety Ooooo... He placed it in between a book so it can be smooth... LmaoOooo...

Ziziola: ok. It didnt get squeezed when he kept it there from the car till he got to library so is it when he wants to read it will get squeezed?

He might be shouting for something else Oooo... Maybe not d phone...

stefikal: I was thinking d same tin ooo...dz Banji boy ehn...he be lyk say u go need to drink brain tonic...

Which kind tin be dis naa?

What if it gets squeezed and rumpled? Bank won't accept it...

Ziziola: @ Stefikal if he does, that serves him right. Isnt his pocket safe?

Cheque sef better na, na d phone be d koko...

stefikal: please don't tell me he misplaced the cheque