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Cheriepet: Noble u have a good read here... but mi think u should try to differentiate d main story from d quotes.

you can either italise or make it bold so dat ur readers will b able to flow well wit it.

tanks boss... still following

haha I did that.....is just that some of the wise sayings is attached to the story.......its my style of writing.. I wished you read LAND OF MYSTERY, ROAD TO FAME....before the lost.......you will love them...just the same pattern of writing...but point of views is different.

Thanks.

lts an innovation of Fm plays....back in the days I do plays on radio station specifically, freedom fM Kaduna. it was an experience that'll stay glue to my heart forever. the sweetest part of it is that, two actors can act a play.....yes for real....transforming your plays into an audio device..is much easier . ..you take your time to act with no fear of mistakes

The platform you mentioned above is a good one... and I advice you to go for it with an optimal intention.....as for the payment.... it depends on your choice..... but as for me, I'll definitely go for pay per listen.... so as to avoid story fever.

PrinceAdepoju: following

wlcm Bro

" ye ye wetin be dat " shola screamed with the voice of fear holding my right hand tightly, robbing his left palm on my shoulder.

It's not that I wasn't scared, it's only funny that an elderly cousin of mine was behaving like a pipe child. I packaged myself with intending brevity, looking all round, gazing at faces of fear, crying deeply, praying with cautiousness.

We all gathered like alligators watching to know those coming to our direction.

Hmm! a wise man ones says 'do not swim in a shallow water if you do not want your back to show '.

We saw them running towards us like rugby players holding perilous objects with intentions to kill.

It was like a micky-licky scene, all we just did was to turn around and run for our lives. hmm! I never believed that I could run like usain bolt. hahahaha my Cousin was an heck running like a fat pig. we all ran to an apartment and locked ourselves for safety.

Everywhere was dark to me,even with the full on fluorescent light, I could only hear voices, voices of people clamoring. 'where is my brother, his bride,and my step-father?' I asked myself with tears already stored in my eyes.

"Babajide!" I screamed with expression of anxiety...no response, all I heard was the disturbing voice of my cousin.

" guy, babajide wa ni alafia( babajide is save)" shola my cousin utter

My silence only lasted for five minutes. Deep inside of me was a heart killer making me feel uncomfortable and scared of the unknown. hmm! my heart felt like a roasted fish when I heard an husky voice from behind.
" matete fighters are deadly attackers, they are fighting for land space which doesn't belong to them, and they kill anyone they see in their territory ".

I was speechless, looking left,right, front and back with tears dropping like a tap water. All I thought of was my family. "what should I do?" I asked myself.

I struggled myself from the hands of my cousin and zoomed out .

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