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Literature / Re: The Auction by Lleigh(f): 10:52am On Aug 12, 2017 |
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Literature / Re: The Auction by Lleigh(f): 10:50am On Aug 12, 2017 |
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Literature / Re: Memoir Of A Sex Slave [struggle For Survival] by Lleigh(f): 5:45pm On Aug 11, 2017 |
Written by Lleigh Chapter 11 Things changed drastically with my Mum after the episode with Uncle Tony. When Uncle Tony left our house that night I could hear my Mum crying in her room. I really wanted to go in her room and ask her what was wrong, but I did not go into her room as I did not want to upset her. Plus I did not want her to think that I had not been in my room, knowing my Mum she could lash out at me and ask how come I heard her crying. I could just imagine her face asking me that question. I had a feeling that she was angry with me, I did not know why but I just knew she was angry at me. Instead of going to her, I decided to leave her alone, I just thought that leaving her alone would be the best thing to do. Two Uncle’s had hurt her in one day. Why had they done that to her. I thought Uncle Tony was nice. I went to bed that night on that thought, hoping that I would try and make my Mum happy in the morning. I was in the middle of a dream where my Mum and I were making sweets and tasting them to see if they were sweet enough when I a sharp pain, the pain was so intense it shattered the dream I had been in. I moved around on my bed and I woke up to intense pain coming from my face and my neck. I opened my eyes and saw my Mum with a stick in her hand, instinct made me scramble out of the bed and run to the far corner of the room. I wasn’t fast enough, I heard the whoosh of the koboko, as it on my legs. I ran to the corner and covered my head with my arms as she rained down the stick on me. I got the beating of my life, it was like she had kept all the rage that she had kept at bay the night before, for the morning and me. She kept on flogging me. ‘Mummy please I am sorry.’ I cried. ‘Mummy, please o.’ ‘Mummy please what have I done?’ I said, as I cried loudly. ‘Mummy please I am sorry.’ As I tried to run away from her. She did not respond, she moved closer to me. ‘You think you are a big girl abi?’ she asked me. ‘No Mummy, I am not a big girl.’ I cried loudly, as I tried to cope with the pain. ‘You’re answering me abi.’ She said, as she breathed heavily in front of me. ‘If you make any noise you will be in even more trouble.’ ‘Ashewo oshi,’ she called me. ‘Omo jati jati.’ ‘Useless girl.’ She screamed at me as she kept on flogging me. I wet myself that morning, as I could not cry for help from our neighbours. I could not go to school that day. I don’t know if she knew or cared as she left home that morning after she had used the stick on me. That morning I really did wish I had a father as I was in so much pain and I did not know what I had done wrong. After the beating that morning, any small thing I did wrong in the house she would rain down abuse on me all that I heard from her was ‘Ashewo.’ ‘You want to become ashewo.’ I never knew what that meant, but all I knew was that I tried to avoid my Mum as much as possible. A few days later it was raining and I was walking back in the rain when a car beeped at me. The day was Friday, it was Friday when she said she goes to church and she never comes back till Saturday afternoon. I was still limping from the beating my Mum had given me, when people asked me I had said I fell over going over a ditch. I turned round to see who was in the car, it was Uncle Tony. He was alone in his car. ‘Tessy’ ‘Good afternoon Uncle.’ I said. ‘Get in are you ok?’ he said, as he pointed to the passenger door. I got into the car and he kept on driving. I don’t know what happened I broke down and cried and told him my Mum beat me and I was in a lot of pain. He took me back to his house and said he would help soothe the cane marks. We went to his house and he had some ointment he said he would put on the marks he told me to take my clothes off which I did. He did something to me that gave me the most intense feeling of my life, that feeling always lasted till I went back to see him. I always wanted more. To Be Continued… Like my facebook page @ www.facebook.com/topwritersden Next episode already going on here Memoir Of A Sex Slave [Hustle for Survival] - Top Writers Den http://topwritersden.com/memoir-of-a-sex-slave/13/ 2 Likes 1 Share |
Literature / Re: 4 Mistakes Killing Your Writer Blog by Lleigh(f): 6:28am On Aug 08, 2017 |
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Literature / Re: The brand Of 'X' by Lleigh(f): 6:21am On Aug 08, 2017 |
I am liking Ben already. No to plagiarism...it takes time for you to think and write. August is always a nice month 2 Likes 1 Share |
Literature / Re: The River by Lleigh(f): 6:02am On Aug 08, 2017 |
jagugu88li: Aaw what's wrong with my friend |
Literature / Re: The brand Of 'X' by Lleigh(f): 11:04pm On Aug 07, 2017 |
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Literature / Re: The Auction by Lleigh(f): 11:01pm On Aug 07, 2017 |
Chapter 47 Dele walked back to his office from his latest trip to Roberto’s lost in thought, Enitan was still not back to work. Roberto told him she had asked for more time off, all he told Dele was that there was some kind of family emergency. ‘Did you do anything to upset her Dele?’ Roberto asked, the eyebrows up on his forehead. ‘Roberto, no. Erm, nothing that I am aware of.’ He had responded. That bit was true he had no idea if he had upset her. But why had she not responded to his calls? This time around he decided he was going to see Enitan, he needed to make sure that she was ok. He had even swallowed his male ‘don’t call them’ stance and called her but it had gone straight to voice mail. She had been unreachable for a couple of days. He had initially decided to go and see her the last time he had been to Roberto’s. But other events in his own personal life had superseded that intention. He had gone back to his office that day to pick up his bag and laptop but had walked in on Ella crying in his office. Not at her desk outside his office, but in his office. The first thing that had alerted him to the fact that something was seriously wrong, was the fact that her leg on the table in the far corner of his office. Luckily that day all of his team had already left so there was no one in the office apart from her and him when he came back. That crisis had taken him the rest of the evening to sort out, just thinking about it made him sad and angry at the same time. Hopefully his planned trip to Enitan today would not be derailed. Had she suddenly developed second thoughts after their night together? Why hadn’t she called him back? Roberto had mentioned a family emergency. Was she still having second thoughts about Tunde, even though they had divorced a while ago? Maybe one of the kids was ill? All these thoughts churned through Dele’s mind. On the plus side the agency had confirmed that she had accepted the offer which was a big relief. That definitely signified that she was ok, she just did not want to speak to him. Why? He sighed, as he pressed the lift to his office. It was early evening and most of the people in the office had left. He just needed to make sure she never found out that he was going to be her boss. He had noticed how frustrated she was getting in her job hunt plus the fact he did not want her working at Roberto’s, even though it was Roberto’s that had brought them together. He just thought that it was below her status to work in such a place. He chided himself, he was just being arrogant and silly he thought to himself. Enitan had not balked at working at the place she seemed to thrive on it, what bothered him if he were honest, were the men who kept on propositioning her. He knew for a fact that at least three men in his office would take her first class to anywhere in the world if she just smiled at them. He had not let on to any of his staff that he knew her not to talk of having lived with her for a long while. He walked into his office picked up his bag and laptop and left to go to Enitan’s house. Forty minutes later, Dele rang the on the doorbell of Enitan’s flat. He did not get a response, he pressed the bell again and two minutes later, he heard the footsteps of someone coming to the door. The locks were turned and Enitan appeared at the door. ‘Dele, what are you doing here?’ She asked in surprise. She was wearing skinny black jeans and a white figure hugging t-shirt. Dele’s took it all in and swiftly returned to her face. ‘Enitan are you ok?’ Dele asked. ‘I have been to Roberto’s twice and he said you were off.’ He said. He noticed that her eyes were red, as if she had been crying. ‘I am fine Dele,’ she said as she opened the door further and beckoned him in. He followed her into her living room his eyes never leaving the sight of her bum cheeks encased in the denim. Stop it, he said to himself. ‘What is wrong Enitan?’ he asked again, once they were in her living room. ‘I am fine Dele, I am just suffering from hayfever,’ she said as she picked up some tissue, as if to buttress her point. Hmm, he thought to himself it wasn’t even high pollen season. He walked over to her, he noticed that she moved back ever so slightly as if she did not want him near her. Something was definitely wrong, Dele thought. Was she feeling ashamed because they had slept with each other, Dele wandered. ‘Enitan, please tell me what is wrong?’ he asked her as he moved out of her space and went to sit in one of the chairs. She also sat on a chair as far away from him as possible. That alone set alarm bells of in his head. There definitely was something wrong. ‘How are the twins?’ he asked, looking at her. There was slight change in her expression, ‘they are good thanks,’ she replied. Hmm, Dele thought, if it’s not the kids then who or what was bothering her. It was obvious that there was something wrong. He looked over at her one more time, ‘Enitan there is something bothering you, please tell me?’ ‘Is it the job interview you went for?’ ‘Did they say no?’ A slight smile hovered over her lips, she shook her head. He got up from his chair and walked over to her, the minute he got close to her he noticed her moving back slightly again. As if she wanted to keep a certain distance between them. What the hell was going on? ‘Enitan, please tell me what is going on.’ He said, as he put him arm gently on her shoulder. ‘Tunde is in hospital,’ she said to him, as she dabbed her eyes with the tissue. Oh, he said to himself as he took in a deep breath. The sentence stopped him in his tracks, just when he thought she was out of that man’s clutches. Here she was crying over him. He took a deep breath and used that opportunity to gather his thoughts. ‘Oh, I am sorry to hear that Enitan. What’s wrong with him?’ Dele asked, he really wanted to add some empathy into his voice but he couldn’t. I hope it is something serious, he thought to himself. Even though Enitan had not told him everything; his friends in Lagos had furnished him with all the gossip and news about what Tunde had been up to, which had led to Enitan leaving him. He noticed a slight hesitation on her part. ‘He had a heart attack.’ She said, as she placed the tissue on her eyes. She burst into tears. ‘The doctors said he might not survive it as he was under a lot of stress and was in the process of receiving treatment for something else.’ ‘They said he had complained of feeling tired and they were running tests,’ she sniffed. She got up from the chair and went over to another part of the room and sat on a chair away from Dele. He now realised without a doubt that she wanted to put some space between them. Sh!t, he thought. There was a faraway look on her face. ‘The kids don’t want to go and see him.’ She said finally after a long pause. Ah, Dele sighed to himself maybe that was why she was upset. ‘Give them time they will change their minds,’ he said. ‘Kids will always be kids, but they still do the right thing in the end.’ He said as he watched her. ‘You mentioned that he was being treated for something else, what is wrong with him?’ Dele asked. ‘Pardon, my manners Dele.’ Enitan said as she got out of her chair. ‘Can I get you a drink?’ She asked. 12 Likes 5 Shares |
Literature / Re: Top 10 Stories Of July by Lleigh(f): 10:45pm On Aug 07, 2017 |
Oyindawealth: Hi oyindawealth thank you for the for your kind words. As I said in the Auction it makes uncomfortable reading but....the fiction in the auction has happened somewhere. The truth is stranger than fiction. We find it difficult to read because as human beings we find it hard to be confronted with the evil men and women do. unfortunately life can be unfair, there are children who have been stolen no one has ever found them. There was someone who recently interviewed a human trafficker, the way how he matter of factly stated the number of women he had killed was gut wrenching. More than 100 women he said. The crime section on here has more graphic real life images that will stick with you forever. I just hope that we all stay safe, I am sorry if I have offended people. Lleigh 1 Like 1 Share |
Literature / Re: The River by Lleigh(f): 10:20pm On Aug 07, 2017 |
jagugu88li: jagugu88li how are you. |
Literature / Re: The Auction by Lleigh(f): 10:15pm On Aug 07, 2017 |
jalo1: jalo1 i am here o |
Literature / Re: The Auction by Lleigh(f): 10:15pm On Aug 07, 2017 |
Creeza: Thank you Creeza. I better thanks and thank you for the insightful reviews Have been told I actually look well.... phew Much appreciated |
Literature / Re: The Auction by Lleigh(f): 10:10pm On Aug 07, 2017 |
mijanscripts: Hi mijanscripts, if I say too much I will give away the whole plot. Noted....all i can say is please stick with the story, I hope you will see how it all fits together. Sorry for the delay in updates. |
Literature / Re: The Auction by Lleigh(f): 10:03pm On Aug 07, 2017 |
dominique: hi dominique how are you and your family? All will be revealed....I already know how it ends but I am feeling better now thanks. I had people saying that i look better It will all be revealed soon. Thank you for sticking with the story |
Literature / Re: The Auction by Lleigh(f): 10:00pm On Aug 07, 2017 |
kinah: Hi kinah, I thank you for your words and your words stayed with me while i was nursing myself better. I understand where you are coming from and I appreciate you taking the time to read. I really wish I could write faster, but I do research before I write then re write etc. I wish I was also able to write everyday morning and night. I love writing, but alas the real world and the work sometimes has to take priority. I apologise as I know it is frustrating holding on waiting for a writer to update. One of my favourite stories I am still waiting for an update 3yrs on what inspires my moniker? the human psyche, as humans we are capable of a lot wickedness... there are also a lot of psychopaths out there, there is a lot of strange and wrong things going on in the world. Things are covered up most of the time, we don't like conflict. Unfortunately life is not kind. I know people say this story is uncomfortable to read but, I have read a lot of real life crimes that if someone wrote about it people would say impossible. I don't know who coined it but the truth is really stranger than fiction. Back to writing update about to drop. 2 Likes 2 Shares |
Literature / Re: The River by Lleigh(f): 8:02pm On Aug 02, 2017 |
amiablemide: hi amiablemide i will continue the story it is not stopping |
Literature / Re: The Auction by Lleigh(f): 7:32pm On Aug 02, 2017 |
stephmiracle: Hi stephmiracle it will make sense in the end I will mention you 1 Like |
Literature / Re: The Auction by Lleigh(f): 7:29pm On Aug 02, 2017 |
Ansasan: Hi Ansasan i will update soon 1 Like |
Literature / Re: The Auction by Lleigh(f): 7:28pm On Aug 02, 2017 |
EpBerezi: Hi EpBerezi good evening thank you for asking about me. I was not feeling too well Feeling better today though, nothing too serious..so I am catching up on stuff. But I appreciate the ask thank you |
Literature / Re: Memoir Of A Sex Slave [struggle For Survival] by Lleigh(f): 9:44am On Jul 29, 2017 |
smartkester: Hi smartkester updated sorry about that 2 Likes |
Literature / Re: The River by Lleigh(f): 8:50am On Jul 29, 2017 |
greatface: hi greatface i will ensure i mention in my updates thank you for reading |
Literature / Re: The River by Lleigh(f): 8:48am On Jul 29, 2017 |
eROCK247: eROCK247 pity me a bit I beg. Will make the next update longer. |
Literature / Re: The River by Lleigh(f): 8:47am On Jul 29, 2017 |
Audrinakane: thank you Audrinakane |
Literature / Re: The River by Lleigh(f): 8:47am On Jul 29, 2017 |
Nathblessing: Hi Nathblessing life is always full of complications... update coming by Monday... |
Literature / Re: The Auction by Lleigh(f): 8:44am On Jul 29, 2017 |
Creeza: Creeza how are you? Hope you are over your ailments? 1 Like |
Literature / Re: The Auction by Lleigh(f): 8:43am On Jul 29, 2017 |
toureman: toureman sorry for the delay in the update.. |
Literature / Re: The Auction by Lleigh(f): 8:41am On Jul 29, 2017 |
Nathblessing: Hi Nathblessing yes I am good. Thanks for asking. I have updated, just been a bit busy. |
Literature / Re: The Auction by Lleigh(f): 8:40am On Jul 29, 2017 |
jalo1: jalo1 sorry for the delay updated |
Literature / Re: The Auction by Lleigh(f): 8:39am On Jul 29, 2017 |
chukwueloka: thank you chukwueloka |
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