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'PIT OF HELL'


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I woke up to a terrible headache, chained i was, to my bed. It took me about 10mins before i could relate well with the environment, still my room. I reached down to my panties, they were soaked with cum again, 'Bleep'! I cursed aloud, the security men on my block take turns every night to have pleasure with me, while I'm chained to the bed, only one of them couldn't, Leo, there was a day he was forced to and i was even held down by 4 of them but still he didn't. He seems cool and most times, lost, it's obvious he doesn't want to be here or maybe he knows something we don't, i thought. I looked towards the security camera, it kept blinking, i aleays feel like I'm being watched which i was. I thought of 097, this is the sixth time I'd be killing in a match, i enjoy it and will happily do it again, they should feel what i felt, trained like a forbidden animal.

All traces of sympathy i had left was rid off me in Africa, i was instructed to prepare for a mission which i did only to be dropped in a forest, a thick one, with no weapon nor instruction. I waited for minutes cause we only listen and execute, under no circumstances are we to talk back or ask questions.

Few minutes later i heard a short message via the comm device strapped to the back of my head, 'Run!, ETA is 10km away, you have 25 minutes'. My legs grew weak instantly, Damn! I cursed softly. Little did i know the run wasn't the only evil done to me, they instructed me to run to attract the wild animals in the thick forest to myself...



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Episode 2 up ahead, Thanks for joining.

THIS IS PURE FICTION, this story is soley own, written and made up by 'Leo Olaiya A.A.'
No part of this write up, character or names used in any way is real or related to real life events, places, people or tribe... PG advised for age 0-10...

Episode 1.
'UNWANTED GIFT'


Vehicles hoot continously as both drivers and pedestrians grew impatient of the heavy traffic caused by the market sellers. Being a market day in the popular Esa-Oke village, Osun state Nigeria, the market was filled to brim, sellers selling in lots and buyers buying much, so much noise from the market, an indication of massive ongoing sales.

Very close to the market is the interstate park where i sat patiently, waiting for the bus on turn to get filled, i looked towards the market again, praying my mother or anyone i know doesn't see me while coming form the market or passing around, my mind drifted to the note i left for my mum, my phone and sim i destroyed so no one could ever trace or get in touch with me.
"LAGOS! LAGOS!! Two passengers more", the driver shouted, bringing me back to consciousness.
Hmh! I sighed, 'i should've listened', i said to myself, to my mum, to dad, to everyone, i thought sadly. I looked back to check Peace, sleeping peacefully on my back, hot tears balled down my cheeks.
My mind drifted back to a year ago when Bosun and i started dating, i felt Love, real Love, at it's peak. So much promises i laid my mind on, ....
"Aunty, come and enter, bus don full", the driver yelled at me from afar. I got up, adjusted the baby on my back and picked my bag.****



***The journey was smooth and fast as we entered Lagos in no time, i dropped alongside other passengers as the driver said we've gotten to the last bus stop. Peace was awake already and she kept crying, it was really embarrassing, i kept walking with no direction or destination in mind until an older lady beckoned on me from a store, 'My Sister, please come and attend to tha baby, she's obviously hungry' she said as i entered the store, even before i could mouth a word of greeting.
'Good afternoon ma', i greeted her but got no reply, i peeped towards her direction from where i sat and saw she was doing some calculations, i sat back, feeling a little relaxed as i breastfed Peace.


I was dozing off already when a young girl prabably around my age tapped me, 'madam say make i give you', she said stretching a cold hollandia yogurt to me...

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Thanks Bruv ✊🏼

This is the 7th story I'd be posting with so mamy views and no comment. I'll stop and delete after 2 episodes with no comments, shows no one is following/enjoying, and that makes no use of the story.....
Thanks

THIS IS PURE FICTION, this story is soley own, written and made up by 'Leo Olaiya A.A.'
No part of this write up, character or names used in any way is real or related to real life events, places, people or tribe... PG advised for age 0-10...

Episode 1.
'PIT OF HELL'


I could see the table clearly even with the thick blindfold on my face, 'it's the usual' i said to myself before feeling them one after the other. The table consists of a double edged dagger, a sword, laced machete and an unloaded shotgun, i picked the gun once, turned out to be the worst mistake of my life.

I picked the dagger as usual, it's my favourite, it does much harm with little effort. The cage was locked as i entered the ring...***

..., I've lived all my life here, with no family background i can remember of, and truth is, I've grown to like this blood sucking pit of hell, lol. I'm reffered to as 001, as we all get regarded by numbers, I'm 14yr old now or so i was told and I've been carrying this blindfold around since i killed an opponent in a fight when i was 9, I've been drilled and trained differently since then and only get to fight twice a year, they set up a training/competition every 6months and which i get to fight the winner. I've carried a lot of scars from fights and missions, yes missions...

***'Hi', i greeted with a smile but got no reply, his heavy weight and slow breath already gave him away, 097 i thought, he's quite good, one of the best they recruited last year and he' has never lost a fight, in and out of the ring. 'Well, i guess this would be his first', i said to myself, we both bowed in greeting, i could hear his heart racing as he moved slowly around me in circles, 'he must have heard about me, i thought, and with the way fellow numbers talk about me, even i gets scared attimes. I gripped my weapon firmly as his breath got close, he rushed towards me, too much anxiety for a guy his size, 097 should be 25years of age now if I'm not mistaken. I took a step back avoiding his attack, which he launched 3feets away, 'hmmm, he picked a machete', i smiled. This is gonna be tough i thought aloud.
'Easy with the machete cowboy', i said to the amazement of the crowd and my opponent, i could feel his fear double up as his heart raced faster, he licked the edge of his machete in anger...
'You somehow found a way to rig your goggles', he replied.
I laughed, 'Wanna try them out?', i asked him but didn't get a reply, i could smell anger, anxiety and fear at the same time. And that is bad, very bad, cause for sure he already lost the match, but that wasn't all, i was going to make sure he lost more than just the match..
097 surged forward with all his strength, aiming the machete at my right arm, i waited patiently, for my plan to work i had to give him hope, the hope of hitting his target. He smiled widely as he got closer, he finally got me or so he thought, he was just a feet away when i ducked, tilting my body forward, and trrrrrrrch, i dipped my axe into his neck...
I always love this moment, with everywhere dead silent, 097 held his neck, struggling to stop the already streaming blood out through the cut. He got weaker with each second. I helped him by the chin before patting him on the shoulder as i removed the axe, like a broken dam, he fell with a thud.


Blood continued to stream out his lifeless body while i was tazzed and chained by 4 heavily armed guards...


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FINALE...


...She(Gift) insisted i do not return to our former apartment to avoid bad memories, she got me a two bedroom apartment at sango, here in Ibadan, she also fought her way through securing me a job in her Dad's Company. Which was hard and challenging with my zero years of experience in any office work or firm. But somehow, magically, Gift made it happen.
I owe Gift alot, my life and success among others��...


...And today, 22nd of October 2031 as I open my very own first Multi-million Dollar Agricultural company which i named after my brother 'DAVLARD AGROPOD LIMITED'...

...I was called on stage shortly to open and dedicate the Company, i walked slowly to the stage, each step at a time. I stood there with disbelief, 'This is better off a Movie or a Dream', i said as i got hold of the microphone and everyone laughed �.

I took time out to examine the crowd, AY in front alongside my pregnant wife(Gift), their parents, my start-up employees, neighbours and other well wishers. Memories of the dirty struggling days crept into my mind as i near the mic to speak again, tears rolled down my cheek, a gentle tap by one of my security guards brought me back to the room. He offered me an handkerchief which i took without hesitation.

I cleared my throat after massaging my face with the handkerchief, 'Today', i said calling for their attention, 'I'm dedicating 'DAVLARD AGROPOD LIMITED' to God, my beautiful and very supportive wife who took time to pick the dirts off my gold, my late brother David, A friend and Inlaw INDEED A.Y and to SUCCESS! In the name of the Father, THE SON AND THE HOLY SPIRIT we all chorused...

*****The END*****

This is my first piece of proper 'story writing' or whatever it's called, i hope it worth it.

I'm Happy and Grateful Guys����.

Copyright @Leo Olaiya A.A.

Thanks brother.
Just glad no one was home, that way avoiding any sort of harrasment/injury or even death...

My Dad always find an excuse to be grateful in all occurence, i thought it was all bullshit whn i was younger, but now.... Bruuuuuh, there's just too much to be thankful for...

I'll continue the story tonight and finish by weekend, Godwilling.

Episode 4.

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I woke up with a' heavy headache�, i noticed alot of people walking around me, they all wore white and looked like Angels. 'WHAT! I made heaven��', i asked myself surprised...

...The images blurred out just as another blurred in, now I'm in a hospital bed, weak as whatever, Damn! I couldn't grab hold of the images well but someone i supposed is a Doctor/Nurse rushed to my bed checking my vitals, a lady sat by my bed, i tried sitting up but piiiiim, everything wiped out again�...

...I woke up feeling much better this time, a river of questions flowing through my head now, 'How did i end up on an hospital bed??', 'What happened??', 'How's my brother, David!'. 'DAVID!! I screamed, the thought of my brother brought me back to reality...
...'Josh, please calm down', i heard Gift's soothing voice just beside me. A million question in my head but thanks to Gift who was there to narrate the 'How?', how I' had fainted just at the entrance of the hospital with my brother on my back! How Cole had unlocked my phone with my fingerprint then called back the last call i recieved since none of the two guys know any relative to contact.

'Thanks Gift, I'm Grateful. And thanks for staying too', i muttered feeeling relieved after she caught me up with what happened, but David. 'So, How's David now?' i asked but she looked away.
'Will you eat now, what'll you like to eat??', she asked avoiding my question while avoiding eye contact too..
I smiled, held her head face_on to mine, 'I'm fine Gift, 'How is my brother??', i asked again.
I didn't need to be told �. Tears rolled down my cheek as she shook her head ��. My feet grew weak, my body sunk into the hospital bed.

And that was the one moment of my life i lost total control of myself and emotions. I went numb, physically and mentally. It took me 2months to get back to my normal self. It was then i learnt Gift had settled the hospital bills, she also made arrangements on how i successfuly buried my brother(David)���.

.......ToBeContd.*****

Sorry i couldn't post much, my home was buglared and my laptop stolen, had to regenerate this on my phone to post ��

xaviercasmir:
I have been hooked. Interesting work you got here

...Still, i don't have the right words to appreciate you all, trust me, with this nonsense I'm posting wey i call story � and you guys turning up...

...I'm really Happy and Grateful for the comments, DM(s) and advices. Una no go ever fall ����

'Episode 3'.

...it's almost 6am yet it seemed like midnight, where do i go now in search of drugs to buy, chai! This bros no try oo, today of all days!!

Abi na which kain illness be this one wey him ill, i was vexing in thoughts when my lagbaja ring tone side_tracked me. 'Shey na Big Bros dey call me so?'...
...I asked myself while i brought out the phone from my back pocket, a strange number�, who could this be�, i picked the call and kept the phone close to my ear without saying a word�...

'Hello, Josh Good Morning', i heard a tiny angelic voice at the other end, but what fueled my confussion was the fact that I couldn't place the voice with someone i know...

...i don't have many if not any female friend na��
Who could this be??
...'Hi Good Morning, who's this?', i asked
'It's Gift!'
I checked the number before replying,
'but this isn't...'
'I know, sorry, this is my second line', she said realising my confusion...

...We talked 'n talked while i roamed about looking for a chemist/pharmacy store that could by chance have opened early.
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...She apologized for not reaching out earlier and promised she'd come say 'HI' to us soon, lol, in my head i knew that was either a joke or flatter sha, cause i don't see how, why or which sef! ��


After about 1hr of roaming about with no luck i decided to head back home, hopefully he would be up or better by now...
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I held him tight to my back while two of our neighbours held him steady behind me, running and breathing heavily.
'Bro Josh, let's wait and look for bike', i heard Cole(the guy living opposite our room) said but I decided not to hear or listen�.

My mind drifted back to five minutes ago when i entered the house hoping to see David on his feet preparing for the day already but instead i saw my brother(David) lifeless on the bed��, i moved close, noticing the awkward posture he was in, i tapped him severally while i shouted his name but got no response...��‍♂️
After touching his neck, listening to his heartbeat and feeling his breath by placing two of my fingers close to his nose, i realised David wasn't breathing��, DAVID!! I SCREAMED���.

I guess the shout invited our neigbours but i already managed to get him on my back, heading towards HAMDALAT HOSPITAL while Cole and Tunji ran after me...

I can't withstand my brother's weight on a normal day coz he's way more built than i am. He could lift me up without breaking a sweat, but in this kind of scenario, I couldn't feel, think or speak! I couldn't even feel his weight on my back but i noticed i got weaker with each step i took but couldn't stop still��‍♂️..

David's not just my only brother but only family too and the thought of him dying kept sneaking into my head each time i felt like stopping to rest. Damn! 'DAVID! PLEASE DON'T DO THIS TO ME!!' i screamed, bursting out in tears as we approached the hospital.

ToBeContinued****

Low/No show of popular demand or interest will make me stop/delete the story as a first timer...


...Perhaps it's of lttle/no meaning talkmore of sense.

Lol, and deep inside i thought this was a great piece to start with.
Thanks y'all though.

'Dirty Gold Episode 2'.

...Two Weeks after i met Gift, Life went on as usual, thugging through each day with my brother, David, the only piece of connection i have left on earth. Stories he told me of how our parents died when i was two year old still lives rent free in my head...

...I got up very early, it's a thursday and I've to clean both in and out of the old bus which fends us our daily bread.
Reminiscing my University days as i did the cleaning.����
...David didn't school so i could, he was on the ouside doing all sort of runs just to raise fund while i was in �,
Agric Economics with a First Class only for me to graduate with no job offer�. After a year of searching with no offer, i decided to join him in the transport business and we've been railing each day together since then. We donot have much but we get enough to see us through the bus maintainance, feeding and house rent.
These bills circles up to our income/savings in no time, damn, it's so easy to work hard and stay broke ��☹️...

...I rinsed both the sponge and brush with the remaining water in the bucket as i headed in to wake my brother..

'Egbon! Egbon!!', i called out as i tapped his leg, he shook my hand off, this is quite unusual, David wakes up before me most times if not always sef but this morning he was totally wrapped in the ankara we lay on the bed to sleep, 'with the kain heat wey dey this poorly ventilated room', i thought.
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I touched him again this time, he mumbled, 'fi mi sile'(leave me alone).
His voice was weak and his body hot, 'Are you ill, Egbon', i asked but got no reply. I added 1&2 in my head, took his wallet by his side, removed 1k and headed out in search of drugs to get him...



...ToBeContinued***

Episode 1.
...December 2017.
Bodija meji pere(just two passenger rmore), 'i called out as we approached UI Bus Stop', but UI dry small today oo, i said to myself.
'Oga mi, gbera', i instructed after minutes of looking out for potential passengers and the ones inside the bus were murmuring already..
'Bodija', i heard just as i clung unto the side door. I hit the side door, signalling to my brother to hold on. I could swear i recognize the face but 'where' is what i can't seem to remember, 'Bodija, 50 naira', i said but she entered without replying..

'Wazo ni Bodija oo, i repeated as i entered, closing the door just incase she didn't hear me the first time, but still she didn't reply.
'Egbon, make we guage that left back tire if you see fooga(yoruba nickname for vulcanizers)', i said to my brother.
'Let's drop all passengers first, a maa guage e(we'll guage it).
We were almost at Bodija, with my head stuck out the window, differents thoughts ran through my head, will things ever get better, �‍♂️...

...I felt a gentle tap on my lap, bringing me back to earth, 'Is your name Joshua' she asked, yes, i replied..
'Joshua Akinpelu?' She asked again, increasing my shock�, 'yes', i muttered.
'I'm Ayo's younger Sister, you both graduated from UNIbadan, 2012
Oh, i remember AY, but the kain shame wey envelop me ehn, Ayo's younger sister back then, she gained admission when we graduated, chai, see my life!��‍♂️
'Wow. How's AY and you should be done now?', i asked feeling embarrassed.
'Bros is in UK now, he travelled just after graduation. And yes I'm done with degree, I'm doing my masters now'.

I was shocked but happy for them both sha, i almost got expelled because of Ayo, i wrote most of his exams for him.
I was caught twice but was lucky to be handed an extra year which resulted in us graduating together cause i was originally a year ahead of him...


...'My regards to him', i said putting myself together.
We got to Bodija just in time, we said our goodbyes, she paid 'n alighted, every other passenger dropped too.

Chai! God, where ur face dey??☹️��
'Can i get your WhatsApp number', she asked.
This girl wan give me heart attack today sha, 'i thought you left already, Gift', i said, more like a question.
We exchanged contact and she promised to call or chat me up, i took time to analyze her beauty/body as she walked away, chai!...

...Beauty and Money jam for one family sha, the babe make sense oo, i thought, but no be my league jhor and na my guy sister.
I returned to the bus smiling.
'Aburo, make we chop amala here before we roll again?', my brother asked.
'Oya nah, Egbon...', I replied though i wasn't very hungry...


...ToBeContinued.

Pls don't hesitate to comment, also to correct and condemn any error seen, WRITING ain't my field but with PASSION i hope to get better at it. Thanks ��‍♂️.
Leo Olaiya A. A.

THIS IS PURE FICTION, this story is soley own, written and made up by Olaiya AdeDolapo .A.

No part of this write up, character or names used in any way is real or related to real life events, places people or tribe.

I'm dedicating this piece to GOD, LIFE and every single FRIEND I've got out there.

PG is advised for age 0-5�...
This is my first piece or artwork guys, so make una comment, correct and condemn, to make me better bikonu ��


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My Story is a Sad one, truth is I never for once thought my life would ever make any sense, talkmore of meaning...

Thriller, Action, Tragi-Comedy... still battling in my head to tag your story, whatever it is, i believe you've got the best coming...

Thanks in Advance, Leo's with you here.
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chai I don miss ooo @favch, how far shey the pop corn no too hot?? . I've really missed a lot ooo..

Sorry I haven't been on for a while.. mah phone got lost, I just got another....
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please mention me when you star the new story..

Hmhmhm, things are getting more tensed.
Ikemba is making more enemies than friends, i'm sure his end is going to be a sour one. He pisses me off..
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My Fellow Distinguished Readers!
Abeg, Biko, Ejo, Edakun, Please, I carry Chineke Eledumare Allah God beg all off una.
Abeg helep us mention/invite/drag/bring more readers here nah.
Demurkelly is doing a great job here Olohun ngbo.
And make all this chilled PEPSI and hot POP_CORN no waste nah, i don chop tire for here biko..
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Ride on boss.

I, Olaiyadoam, 'in charge of popcorn and drinks'.. I'm highly honoured bro, i've been a loner on nairaland all this while but thank God for you.
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Now to mah truthful comment,
Hmhm, i just caught up with you guys.
So firstly, i must confess you're doing a great work over here.
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<sips pepsi>
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Hmhmhm, I think Ezeka is going to have to join hands with Ogbuagu's son to defeat Ikemba. For Ukaji, kai, great suffering/punishment awaits him.
But the people of Ugwumba have to think wisely and act fast most especially Ezeka.
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<pours a handful of popcorn into mouth>
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Ride on bro.

Demurkelly, God will not swear for you.
Walahi, you be good person fah, thanks for the invitation bro..
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Make i quickly catch up with you guys.
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But abeg who dey share the pepsi and popcorn, e never reach mah side o. Biko, Chineke no go overlook you o..

I go jus finish the story foh mah head jhare..

I'm completely awed.. You definately know how to keep every act in check... And i'm surely hoping for more..
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This story has gotten to a stage where the next 'series of event' is unpredictable(all thanks to you). I just hope/pray that all goes well.
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Anticipating tha last episope.
PRECIOUSBOUY

And thanks for the usual mentions, i really appreciate..
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Haven't read the last update, just dropping mah comments first. So, expect more comments bro..
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#PRECIOUSBOUY

Hmhmhm infact, i'm so speechless..
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Preciousbouy, indeed you're a precious being.. This story is definately a one in a million, deserves a nationwide award.. It could even fit well as a movie <american>..
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Bro, you deserve some accolades.
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All the best in your exams bro..

Thanks for tha update, a masterpiece as usual.. . Hmhmhmhm. Micheal should do something about this. Jaret, come on, help us out. . Less i forget, we haven't heard of Alethia in a while talk more of Evo..

Gbayi broda.. . Anticipating tha update like crazy. . Waiting!

Preciousbouy, haba my pepsi don reach half nah, my pop corn sef don finish.. . Abeg, blooda oju no go push you, nah update be the surest now o.. . <Sips_pepsi>