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nice analysis, I did my best tho *throws pen inside unilag lagoon* let the top 5 come and complete dia work *grabs pop corn,watching *

*passing by eating pop corn * why is this place empty?

where this IBO boy go sef *grabs kuli kuli and zobo* I dy wait for u, you can see I bought vip ticket

repogirl: Nasty Droid, you should have gone over and corrected the typos, doesn't give your work a good finish, rest of my comments reserved till later.

thanks I have corrected the errors

OMA4U: Aunty Omolola, uhmm? This writing tips na google work ooo, abi no be so? In fact, the first one is Kurt Vonneget's 8 writing tips. I could remember I've read this before. Anyway, make i no cause controversy sha.

Ah! I confess. Writing hard like. I get stories for head oh but penning it down, ah! Na war. I don tire.
I wrote an entire story and I cancelled everything today. It seemed not to be sensible at all. I'll try if I can still meet up with deadline. I'm giving up......

Thanks for organising this @all.

please give up bro,you will help others increase there chances of winning.for my sake abeg give up

all those typo errors were caused by the auto-correct, seriously typing a story ain't easy *cracking knuckles * and some people will expect you to be droping updates every hour

N.B for those of u reading my story skier=akure thend= then thand=thank etc

The next day after the whole usual morning routine. my dad called me and told me that he will be sending me to akure today to spend the summer break with my cousin.I was very happy to hear the news.we all left for church that morning. I didn't even pay attention to the pastor sermon because it was boring, all what I have on my mind was how to get to Ayo's place and tell him I will be going for summer break.immediately the clock hand struck 10:00am I left the church for ayo's place. Ayo is a Muslim so I expected him to be at home on Sundays.when I got there he was the only one at home, I told him about the akure journey he wasn't happy about it I could see the sad look on his face. but I had to go, I quickly left ayo house and bade him goodbye. when I got home my mom has already helped me packed all my clothes and essential needs for the journey,I looked around my room to see if anything was not left behind. Dad told me to eat launch before I leave since the bus will be leaving by 6:00pm and the time is just 4:00pm so I took to his advise
At 5:30pm my family and I set off for the car park at ojota, when we got there the bus was already filled up with only one vacant sit left. I guess I was lucky to be the one to occupy the sit. we arranged the luggages Inside the bus .my family bid me farewell .I could see tears cascading my sister and mom cheeks I was touched so I started sobbing. the bus left for akure exactly 6:30pm, the traffic around Lagos was very heavy that we spent almost an hour trying to get to the Ibadan express-way. the journey had really been smooth untill when passengers started urinating every minutes and the bus also developed a minor fault. meanwhile when the passengers were getting down to urinate I saw an old classmate of mine sope.sope was a very quiet boy but at the same time dangerous. the both of us exchange greetings, and narrated our life experience after secondary school to each other. meeting sope now makes the journey more interesting. After some few minutes the driver started playing some jamz from the bus stereo. the bus driver look more like a street urchin, his hair and nails were unkempt, his lips looks like that of a chain smoker. As we got to a certain location where every where it seems to be too dark and only few card were passing, the bus driver stopped the bus and said that the bus fan belt has cut.everyone had to get down from the bus. All the passengers began to utter abusive words to the driver. while I stood and watch the whole scenario, I tried to look around if I will see sope but he was out of sight and I was surprised.everybody was still shouting at the driver,suddenly I saw some figures in the opposite bush. I could feel the drop of urine on my underwear due to the fear in me.
very soon the figures became more visible, I am sure all the passengers must have seen it also,the noisy atmosphere became silent like a graveyard. the figure were that of human being in mask holding cutlass and different types of gun.the armed robbers searched the passengers and whatever they get hold of.As the whole robbery was going on,I noticed a familiar voice it was that of sope, then it became dawned on me that sope is an armed robber,I don't need any one to tell me that the bus driver was also among, judging from his look he is among.there was an ijebu nan beside Me he has refused to released any of his properties, since the man was reluctant the armed robbers amputated his left arm."thank God It wasn't the right arm"I said within me.I was extremely terrified that night. unfortunately for the armed robbers there were some police men on patrol that night.when the armed robbers heard the cops siren, they all went running inside the bushes.unfortunately for all of them they all fall into a deep pit.only 3 among the robbers survived, sope was among the survivors also.that night we all slept at the police station. the next day my dad and my cousin came to bailed me out from the police custody.

THE END

A JOURNEY TO AKURE


"God,why am I having this same dream again?"I said as I woke up that fateful morning.
"Sandra,go and wake James up.Tell him to come and join us in the dinning for breakfast ".That was my mum telling my younger sister to come and wake me up.
James,mum said that breakfast is ready.She passed the message to me,so I quickly brushed my teeth and washed my face and joined them in the dinning,they were almost through with their portion of the breakfast,while mine was still there waiting for me to come and devour it.Good morning mum and dad I greeted,my parents and set down to eat my breakfast,as I was already half-way with my food.my dad reminded me that this was the last Saturday of the month.You don't need a microscope to see the sad expression written all over my face,dad gave me the list of what I and Sandra are going to do.I wasn't surprise when I saw that I had the largest portion of work.After telling us what to do I muttered "this man won't kill person with work sef".I went into the store and took the necessary equipment needed out.
By 10:30am I had finished my portion of the sanitation exercise, so I went to take my bath and also apply make up(not the female make-up kit)when I had finished, I rememberremember the dream which I dreamt last night.so I said to my self this will be a good thing to discuss with Ayo.Ayo is a closed friend of mine,we both attended the same primary and secondary school.He has been very good to me mostly when I am in trouble.I remember when one of my gf came to my house to visit me it was Ayo that covered me up that she is our classmates, if not that he covered me up I would spend the whole day trying various type of punishment. As I was trying to remember the dream my mum called me and gave me some pockets money I was very delighted. I told my mum that I will be visiting ayo and she said I can go but I shouldn't spend the whole day there because that is what I am fond of doing.I took my Nokia 3310 and its charger and dash off to ayo's place
when I got to ayo's place there was light so I quickly plugged my charger to the socket and started charging my phone. Few minutes later we are already discussing about different topics,I almost forgot about the dream I wanted to narrate to him. I ended his topic for him abruptly. I told him that I had a dream that I met one of our secondary school classmates in a bus going to akure and later on we were attacked by armed robbers.Ayo was the kind of person that hardly believe in dreams,so he told me they were just mere thought. I believed him.throughout the day I and Ayo played the FIFA 2013 game together, he was better than me tho,he keep defeating in every game we played which made me got tired of playing it.I got home 7:30pm as I was walking towards the gate I could see my dad sitting at the balcony, I knew I was doomed already.
I had no other choice than to go in and receive the punishment that awaits me that evening. Has I move closer to the door,large amount of sweat started accumulatInge on my skin.I scanned through my mind for lies.thank God I was good at telling lies.then I found a suitable lie for the situation. I eradicated the fear on my face and replaced it with a little smile on my straight face. As I got to the balcony he didn't allow me to say a word he just bombarded me with questions, I could see the anger written all over his face,I wasn't scared I just stood and watch him act,when he finished I could only remember one question which was why are you coming home my this time?I told him that Ayo wasn't at around so I had to help his parent run some errands. Without a second thought he believed me,I was so happy he did. I was so happy that I didn't eat dinner that night.

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Here is Nigeria at 53,this is our 53rd year of
freedom from colonization,and with this few
years Nigeria has been able to achieved few
things without the British.I guess this Worth
celebrating.even if we are not celebrating it I am
sure the heaven is celebrating it for us.the older
the better,I pray the older Nigeria get the
better it futures becomes.HAPPY
INDEPENDENCE

feel free to add yours

my fellow competitors are writing like experts I dunno where to start from sef*heart beating fast*

I am interested

lemme see if I can write something sef