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 Politics › Re: Hustler United – Sowore Mocks Wike, G5 Over Meeting With Tinubu by Magnetic010: 8:08am On Jun 09, 2023 |
Nairaland class captain |
| Travel › Re: Flood Kills Mother Of Five In Anambra (Disturbing Photo) by Magnetic010: 8:06am On Jun 09, 2023 |
and bad news |
| Crime › Re: Nigeria Yahoo Boy Try To Use His Mother For Money Ritual Killing In A Hotel by Magnetic010: 8:04am On Jun 09, 2023 |
It’s a strange world It’s an odd world Unbelievable, Strange things are happening… 1 Like |
| Foreign Affairs › Re: If Russia Nukes Ukraine Today by Magnetic010: 8:01am On Jun 09, 2023 |
Too much foreign movies…Nobody just wakes up and drops nuclear missile/weapon on another country. Haven’t you asked why since almost 2years of the World neither of the countries involved have opted for nuclear weapon? 2 Likes 1 Share |
| Health › Re: What I Will Never Forget About Late Senator Annie Okonkwo---ngige by Magnetic010: 8:00am On Jun 09, 2023 |
Who cares who you choose to forget or remember |
| Politics › Re: Timipre Sylva And His Quest For A Better Bayelsa: The Intrigues And Reality by Magnetic010: 7:59am On Jun 09, 2023 |
His quest for better Bayelsa or his quest to better his pockets 12 Likes |
| Politics › Re: Today Is The Best Day Of My Life For Meeting My President - LP HOR Member Elect by Magnetic010: 7:58am On Jun 09, 2023 |
Honestly I didn’t read it….just waking up from alcohol induced sleep😂 |
| Crime › Re: School Headmaster Nabbed Sampling Female Pupil (video) by Magnetic010: 7:59pm On Jun 08, 2023 |
Brownshoe:Thats Nonsense imagine if someone did that to your younger sister or daughter |
| Crime › Re: School Headmaster Nabbed Sampling Female Pupil (video) by Magnetic010: 8:26am On Jun 08, 2023 |
What do these old men gain from having canal knowledge of little girls |
| Politics › Re: Governor Alia Sacks Benue Civil Servants Recruited By Ortom. by Magnetic010: 8:25am On Jun 08, 2023 |
Okay |
| Politics › Re: Nigerian Air: FG Spent N190bn On Ethiopian Aircraft Photoshoot- Peter Okoye by Magnetic010: 8:20am On Jun 08, 2023 |
Why isnt EFCC going after the former minister for this broad day light scam? Doesn’t this categorize as an Economic and financial crime in their books? 33 Likes 1 Share |
| Crime › Re: Man Arrested For Sexually Penetrating 9-year-old Boy In Jigawa (Photos) by Magnetic010: 8:18am On Jun 08, 2023 |
Sick🤮 3 Likes |
| Politics › Re: This Kaduna Presidential Election Results Will Shock You by Magnetic010: 8:17am On Jun 08, 2023 |
Personally I already lost interested in anything concerning election and voting in Nigeria 1 Like |
| Politics › Re: President Tinubu Swears In Sen. Akume As SGF by Magnetic010: 12:04am On Jun 08, 2023 |
Okay |
| Politics › Re: Maybe It's Time Tinubu And The SW Leaders Push For Decentralization by Magnetic010: 12:03am On Jun 08, 2023 |
I comment when I find time to read everything properly |
| Sports › Re: Europa Conference League Final: West Ham Lift First Major Trophy In 43years by Magnetic010: 12:02am On Jun 08, 2023 |
They had a remarkable run in the conference league I think maybe that affected their form in the domestic league…, but as far as I’m concerned the Conference league is as unnecessary as the Nations league. Both make no sense UEFA could have expanded the size of the already existing Champions League to accommodate more big teams |
| Politics › Re: Kano-maradi Rail, Site Clearance Has Been Done By 2 Chinese Companies by Magnetic010: 12:00am On Jun 08, 2023 |
Don’t know if this is a good thing yet? |
| Politics › Re: Disregard My Purported Arrest, I Am Not In Detention, Ogun NNPP Chair Speaks by Magnetic010: 11:59pm On Jun 07, 2023 |
No one cares |
| Politics › Re: Alex Otti's, First Lie As Abia State Gov by Magnetic010: 11:58pm On Jun 07, 2023 |
Lying is a normal thing with politicians worldwide |
| Autos › Re: Lexus GS 350 2008 Facelifted To 2018 (toks Standard And Barely Driven On 9ja Roa by Magnetic010: 11:58pm On Jun 07, 2023 |
Who adviced you on that facelift? 4 Likes 1 Share |
| Politics › Re: Just Now: Abdul'aziz Yari Recieved Good Messages From Peter Obi by Magnetic010: 8:51pm On Jun 07, 2023 |
Full news here |
| Literature › Re: Shadows Of Redemption by Magnetic010(op): 6:27pm On Jun 07, 2023 |
Well this is the end of chapter one….let me know what you think of the story so far |
| Literature › Re: Shadows Of Redemption by Magnetic010(op): 6:25pm On Jun 07, 2023 |
As John held the card in his hands, he observed the faded photograph of a young girl smiling back at him. Her innocent eyes seemed to tell a story of their own, one filled with dreams and laughter. The name on the card read Annabella O. Edafe and it indicated she was a student of a Christian school somewhere in the city. A mixture of empathy and intrigue enveloped John as he contemplated the story behind this abandoned ID card. What had happened to Onome and her family? Why had they left in such a hurry, leaving behind traces of their existence? He put the ID card in his back pack and went to to his cleaning he had resolved to had the ID card to mr Thompson once he returned with the mattress and other items. Hours passed as John tirelessly scrubbed and polished every nook and cranny. With each completed task, he felt a sense of accomplishment and progress. By the time Mr. Thompson returned with basic household items, John had transformed the apartment into a clean and welcoming space. Mr. Thompson marveled at the sight before him. "John, you've done a remarkable job! I couldn't be happier with the results. You've truly made this place shine." Mr. Thompson was a man true to his words he bought everything he promised John to help him settle, mattress camp gas, set of pots plates , bed sheet and even curtains for the windows. John was very impressed he wondered if he could still make for payment for the cleaning job he had done judging belt how much mr Thompson must have spent to get all these items. “John I’m sure you can fix the curtains right? John nodded, Good, so just fix the mattress and everything, if you want to get something to eat you can take keke to jakpa junction or even walk down to water resources junction it’s just a few minutes walk okay. “Take your time settling in and make this place your own. Remember, if you need anything or have any questions, don't hesitate to reach out. He handed John 10k- 5k for cleaning and another 5k as gift for being so impressive on the first day on the job”. "Thank you, Mr. Thompson. It means a lot to me. I really appreciate your kindness ." Mr. Thompson's smile widened. "Now, let's talk about your role here. The big parlor, will serve as the warehouse space. That's where we'll store various items. The goods will arrived tomorrow afternoon so you have to take proper inventory- I’ll come with some books by morning okay?” As for the rooms, you can choose any available one to sleep and rest. I've hired a few other workers, and they'll be using the remaining room. I hope this arrangement suits you." John felt a sense of relief and gratitude wash over him. "Absolutely, Mr. Thompson. This arrangement is more than generous. I appreciate your consideration." Mr. Thompson patted John's shoulder reassuringly. "Good to hear. Remember, the warehouse is your primary responsibility, but feel free to make yourself comfortable in the apartment. It's important for you to have a place to rest and rejuvenate after your shifts." With a newfound sense of belonging, John thanked Mr. Thompson once again for the opportunity. As they both stood in the freshly cleaned apartment, they discussed a few final details about work schedules and the tasks that awaited John in the coming days. Feeling a sense of purpose and a glimmer of hope, John watched as Mr. Thompson left, leaving him alone in the apartment-turned-warehouse. The magnitude of this chance to rebuild his life and clear his name settled upon him, invigorating his spirit. Taking a moment to absorb his surroundings, John entered the big parlor, envisioning its transformation into a functional warehouse space. It was a spacious room with high ceilings and large windows that would allow for natural light to illuminate the storage area. After a long day of cleaning the warehouse and getting settled into his new living space, John's exhaustion began to catch up with him. He decided to grab a quick dinner and sat down at the small table in the apartment. The warm meal filled his stomach, providing a sense of comfort and nourishment. As the night wore on, the weariness seeped into John's bones, and his eyelids grew heavy. He settled down on the makeshift bed in his room, the events of the day swirling in his mind. Slowly, he drifted off into a deep slumber. In the realm of dreams, John found himself standing in a place he couldn't quite recognize. It was a desolate landscape, filled with shadows and an eerie silence. The air felt heavy with sorrow and unease. Suddenly, a faint sound reached John's ears—a soft whimpering, like that of a child in distress. He followed the sound, his heart pounding with a mix of fear and concern. As he turned a corner, he saw a young girl, dressed in a neat school uniform, tears streaming down her face. It was the same girl from the school ID card he had found earlier. Annabella. John approached her cautiously, his voice filled with compassion. "Annabella , what's wrong? Why are you crying? How can I help you?" Annabella looked up at John, her eyes filled with fear and desperation. She reached out, clutching his hand tightly. "Please, you have to help me. Nobody believed me. But I didn’t do it." John woke up with a start, his heart pounding in his chest. The vividness of the dream lingered, leaving him in a state of both bewilderment and determination. He knew that the dream held a deeper significance, a connection between his own struggles and the plight of Annabella… Little did he know that his path would intertwine with hers in unexpected ways, setting in motion a chain of events that would test his resilience, compassion, and the depths of his own strength. |
| Literature › Re: Shadows Of Redemption by Magnetic010(op): 6:16pm On Jun 07, 2023 |
Almost done with chapter one….I think this is developing into an interesting story…. |
| Literature › Re: Shadows Of Redemption by Magnetic010(op): 6:14pm On Jun 07, 2023 |
Eager to embark on his new chapter, John arrived at the agreed meeting place, a small café in town, to meet with Mr. Thompson, the owner of the warehouse. John entered the small office where Mr. Thompson was busy sorting through paperwork. He cleared his throat to get Mr. Thompson's attention, who looked up and greeted him with a warm smile. As they sat down at a corner table, Mr. Thompson began to explain the details of the job. "John, I must apologize for the confusion," Mr. Thompson started. "You see, the warehouse is actually an old house that I've been renovating. I had arranged for cleaners to clear out the two-bedroom apartment earlier today, but they failed to show up. That’s why I asked that we meet here instead. “Okay? But sir what exactly are you storing in the ware house you didn’t really indicate on the app” “Oh that’s true my Thompson said. Well you see John I’m an interior designer I have been doing this work gesturing at what John can clearing seen on his table as building design plans for over 17 years. I’ve worked in several cities and in different countries. “Wow that very impressive sir” John knew how much people enjoyed flattering and he could tell from the smile the swept across Mr Thompson face he was no different. So the items we'll be storing in the warehouse are imported items used for interior design of homes and offices.- foreign! “If it’s imported doesn’t that already make it foreign- John wondered to himself but John understand street lingua the emphasis on the foreign is so John will understand that the items are coming form overseas” -he remembered getting into an argument back in secondary school with his then class mate Tobi who had insisted that his uncle was living overseas no abroad. Yeah that happened; as far as Tobi was concerned if you travelled to countries like India, Turkey or Cyprus you were abroad but when you go to countries like Germany, The UK and USA that person was overseas. And to John’s astonishment most of their classmate actually agreed with Tobi back then. So him hearing Mr. Thompson emphasize on the foreign didn’t seem all that odd to him now. It’s Nigeria and we are just how we are….so he nod his head and Me Thompson continued his explanation These items include unique furniture pieces, decorative accents, artwork, and even rare fabrics and textiles. They are sourced from various countries and cater to clients who have a taste for exclusivity and sophistication in their interior designs." "It sounds like we'll be dealing with high-quality and luxurious products. I can imagine the creativity and attention to detail that goes into each piece." Mr. Thompson nodded, a proud gleam in his eyes. "You're absolutely right, John. Each item has been carefully selected to meet the discerning tastes of our clientele. As the warehouse storekeeper, you'll play a crucial role in ensuring the safe storage, organization, and retrieval of these valuable pieces. Attention to detail and meticulousness will be key." John leaned in, absorbing every word. "I'm ready for the challenge, Mr. Thompson. I understand the importance of maintaining the integrity and condition of these imported items. I will make sure they are properly stored and accounted for." Mr. Thompson smiled, appreciating John's enthusiasm. "I have no doubt about that, John. You've already shown great dedication and commitment in your work. I trust that you will handle this new responsibility with the same level of professionalism and care." After a few more questions and a little bit of chitchat Mr Thompson and John had reached an agreement and thus John was employed, John had agreed to a salary of 30k a month because Mr Thompson had promised him a room in the apartment/warehouse, a mattress and some other basic things to help him get settle- it seems like a fair offer so he accepted. Mr. Thompson offered to drop John off at the warehouse before heading out to purchase a mattress and other household items to make John more comfortable in the apartment. They made their way to Mr. Thompson's car, and soon they arrived at the warehouse. The warehouse was on the first floor of a two story old house. Located along Effurun/Sapele Road. They were six two bedrooms flats in total in the building but only two were occupied by people the rest had been converted to office space or warehouse just like the one john would be working in. John looked around the empty warehouse, it was evident the cleaners had failed to show up as scheduled. He felt a sense of responsibility and a desire to make a good impression on Mr. Thompson, the owner of the warehouse. With determination in his eyes, he approached Mr. Thompson. "Mr. Thompson, I understand the importance of maintaining a clean and organized workspace. If you don't mind, I'd be more than willing to clean the warehouse myself.” Mr. Thompson regarded John with appreciation. "John, I must say, you continue to impress me with your initiative and willingness to take on additional responsibilities. If you're up for it, I'd be grateful for your help in cleaning the warehouse. I'll compensate you accordingly." A sense of relief washed over John as he nodded. Before he boarded to bus to Warri he had just 5k in the account and judging from the last alert he received from the bank he was left with 1600 Naira he had just gotten this job he didn’t think he could ask for IOU any time some and with the amount of guilt he is currently feeling he could ask his dad for monthly allowance again like ever he had to look for a way to stop them from sending him money again. "Absolutely, Mr. Thompson. I want to ensure that everything is in order for our operations. You can count on me to make this space clean and presentable." With a grateful smile, Mr. Thompson handed John a set of keys and provided him with additional instructions. "There's cleaning equipment in the storage room on the ground floor. Take your time, and don't hesitate to let me know if you need anything. I'll be heading out to get some basic household things for you to get comfortable." As Mr. Thompson left to gather the essentials, John felt a surge of excitement mingled with a touch of nervousness. He made his way to the old house, unlocking the door to the apartment. Stepping inside, he surveyed the space. The apartment had a certain charm with its vintage wallpaper, worn wooden floors, and large windows that allowed in streams of natural light. As John went about his duties cleaning apartment-turned-warehouse, he couldn't help but notice the lingering traces of another life that once resided within these walls. The sense of a hasty departure hung in the air, leaving an eerie feeling as he navigated through the empty rooms. While cleaning the second bedroom, his gaze fell upon a small pile of papers left forgotten on a dusty shelf. Curiosity sparked within him, and he picked up the stack, sifting through the forgotten remnants of someone else's life. Among the scattered notes and old receipts, a small object caught his eye—a weathered, plastic school ID card. |
| Literature › Re: Shadows Of Redemption by Magnetic010(op): 6:12pm On Jun 07, 2023 |
Let me know what your thoughts are thanks |
| Literature › Re: Shadows Of Redemption by Magnetic010(op): 6:07pm On Jun 07, 2023 |
John had embark upon self imposed 7days fasting and prayer in the days leading to the final hearing of his case with the disciplinary committee. He had developed a routine; he left the hostel very early in the morning went to all Saints Christian assembly, he like the church because it was far from the busy hostel and lecture thwarted and almost anyone you met there had something urgent they wanted from God. If anyone could help plead his cause it had to be God- only Him was his witness the evidence against him was damning but heaven knows he had no intention to cheat. So every morning he went to the church and prayed well begged for God to intervene. He didn’t know what he would do if things went against him, what would he tell his parents, the news would kill him mom- he was their only hope. He told God all these things and he had hoped that somehow even if he wasn’t the best of Christian God would see his heart and safe him and his parent from the shame and reproach impending. But as John sat on one of those long chair that Friday afternoon the image that of dejected and lost soul- he had just been informed of the verdict from the disciplinary committee; he had been rusticated from the university on the grounds of cheating and exam malpractice. This one place he had always come for prayers and felt a glimmer of hope had become his place of mourning. This time he just sat down lost in deep thoughts. The weight of the false accusation hung heavily on his shoulders, and he couldn't help but reflect on how his life had taken such a drastic turn. His mind swirled with a whirlwind of emotions, ranging from anger and frustration to profound sadness. He couldn't comprehend how everything he had worked so hard for was suddenly crumbling before his eyes. Images of his parents' faces flooded his thoughts, their unwavering support and pride replaced by disappointment and sadness. The mere thought of the shame and humiliation his rustication would bring upon his family brought tears to his eyes. John's once close-knit group of friends and coursemates seemed to have turned against him as well. Their whispered conversations and the glances thrown his way as he walked through the university corridors spoke volumes. The very people he thought he could rely on, those who had shared countless study sessions and laughed together during breaks, now seemed to have unanimously agreed on his guilt. It was a bitter pill to swallow, knowing that his reputation had been tarnished in the eyes of those he once considered allies. In the depths of his contemplation, John couldn't help but wonder why anyone would think he would resort to cheating. Throughout his academic journey, he had never been caught in any scandalous activity, let alone attempted to cheat. The accusation went against everything he believed in and worked hard for—integrity, honesty, and the pursuit of knowledge. As the minutes turned into hours, John's introspection grew deeper. He replayed the events leading up to the false accusation, trying to find any hint or reason behind it. But the more he dwelled on it, the more he realized that sometimes, circumstances could conspire against even the most virtuous individuals. Heartbroken and fearing the disappointment he would bring upon his parents, John made the impulsive decision to run away. He couldn't bear the thought of facing his parents with such a stain on his record, and the weight of the false accusation was too heavy for him to bear. Eager to move forward and find a fresh start, John logged onto a job search website on his phone. Scrolling through the listings, he came across an intriguing advertisement seeking a warehouse storekeeper for an new warehouse in Warri delta state. It seemed like the perfect opportunity for him to earn a living while seeking solace from his current predicament. He didn’t think he could bare another minute on campus and he had no relatives in benin city so maybe a different city could help him heal and think of the next step to take. Plus the job offer accommodation. Without hesitation, John quickly applied for the position, his expressing his enthusiasm and willingness to take on the responsibilities of the role. To his surprise, he received a call from the warehouse owner, Mr. Thompson, just hours after submitting his application. With a mix of nervousness and anticipation, John arranged a meeting with Mr. Thompson at a small café in town. The journey was filled with a mix of trepidation and hope, as he wondered what this new opportunity could bring. |
| Literature › Re: Shadows Of Redemption by Magnetic010(op): 6:02pm On Jun 07, 2023 |
Kindly show support and words of encouragement if your are reading this thanks |
| Sports › Re: Lionel Messi Is Heading To MLS, Decides To Join Inter Miami by Magnetic010: 5:51pm On Jun 07, 2023 |
Blazebond:La liga wont even allow Barca register Messi…there is nothing he or the club can do about it |
| Literature › Re: Shadows Of Redemption by Magnetic010(op): 5:39pm On Jun 07, 2023*. Modified: 6:01pm On Jun 07, 2023 |
>>>>>>>>>>>>>CHAPTER ONE<<<<>>>>><<<<<<<< John Okobi had always been an intelligent and diligent young man, with dreams of making his mark on the world. At 21 years old, he was in the final year of his studies at University of Benin(Uniben). Tall and lean, with a mop of disheveled jet black hair and expressive brown eyes, John had become known among his peers for his exceptional academic performance and unwavering commitment to his studies. Growing up in a modest household, John's parents had sacrificed a lot to support his education. They instilled in him the values of hard work, honesty, and the pursuit of knowledge. These values formed the core of John's personality. He was not a kid he knew everything his parents had sacrificed so he could get to where he was today, so while other kids his age went out clubbing or dating he didn’t have that luxury. He had to focus on his studies graduate with a good degree and hopefully with a little bit of luck and plenty of grace he would get a good job and then he can help his parents out of the single room apartment they had been living in mafoluku oshodi for the past 11 years. But he wasn’t living in fools paradise there are no jobs in Nigeria even the ones available you have to have good connections to be able to get any good jobs- these are stories everyone on campus has heard but he wasn’t letting those things deter him maybe he was a nobody and his biggest connection was his uncle who works as a driver in a night club- uncle Theo swore he had been to the house of every big socialite in Lagos, he told stories of how “small small” boys spent millions of Naira on drinks every club night Most of those stories seemed unreal to john, how could one bottle of wine or was it champagne uncle Theo called it cost over 500k? Mom always told him to take Uncle Theo’s stories with a pinch of salt- “Theophilus” is my younger brother and right from when we were little he always had a tendency to exaggerate things” she said to him after one of his short but story filled visits. So no connections from either side of the family for John his only hope was to graduate and graduate well. However, John's life took an unexpected turn when he was falsely accused of cheating during his final exams. The night before one of the most challenging courses that year, John had been burning the midnight oil, pouring over his textbooks and lecture notes. Exhaustion finally caught up with him, and he unknowingly drifted off to sleep at his desk. In the early morning hours, he abruptly woke up, realizing with a jolt that the exam was about to start in mere minutes. In a panic, John hastily cleared his desk, shoving books and papers aside. In his rush, his jotter, a small notebook where he had scribbled important formulas and reminders, slipped from his trembling hands and fell to the floor, unnoticed by him. During the exam, as John focused intently on answering the questions to the best of his ability, the examiner made his way through the rows of students. Spotting the jotter on the floor, he swiftly picked it up, glancing at its contents. Unaware of John's unintentional mistake, the examiner concluded that John had resorted to cheating, using the jotter as an unfair advantage. The examiner, with a stern expression,confronted John with the jotter in hand, accusing him of cheating. Shocked and bewildered, John vehemently denied the accusations, explaining the circumstances that led to the jotter falling to the floor. However, despite his protests, the examiner remained convinced of John's guilt. The accusation spread quickly throughout the university, tarnishing John's previously spotless reputation. The academic authorities, pressured by the seriousness of the allegations, decided to rusticate him pending further investigation, leaving John in a state of disbelief and despair. |
| Literature › Shadows Of Redemption by Magnetic010(op): 5:33pm On Jun 07, 2023*. Modified: 5:05pm On Jun 11, 2023 |
I recently went with a friend to do some cleaning in a apartment he intends using for a warehous. While cleaning one of the rooms I found some personal items belonging to the previous occupants of the apartment. Somehow that got me thinking about so many different things and I ended up imagining a big story(I think). Since I’ve read so many beautiful stories here I decided to share the story here with you guys as it progress….I how you enjoy it. Please don’t be too harsh with your comments I’m. It a writer also I’m using AI for some most of the description and to help me write faster INTRO So the story It’s about a young man who just got rusticated from university in his final year because he was wrongly accused of cheating in an exam, out of fear of disappointing his parents he runs to a nearby city and gets a job to clean an empty warehouse, while cleaning he stumble into an ID belonging to a dead young student- his discovery opens up series of events as the death which was earlier ruled as suicide seems to have been anything but and certain influential persons are willing to do anything to keep the truth from coming out |
