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topherchris819:
I couldn't make out a way around this, my head was full and couldn't analyze any more information. So I looked at my friend who was busy smoking his life out and decided to let him in half way, perhaps he could use his discretion to my advantage.

" someone is blackmailing me". I said.

He looked at me as though I was speaking gibberish. So I repeated what I earlier said.

" I heard you the first time " Jacky said. " what did you do? " he looked suspiciously at me.

" we did something incriminating. Now he's using it against me"

" You kill the boy you're being accused of?" Thomas said rather than asking.

I looked at him and was astonished at the tone he used, as though he had figured out the truth. But I need not to let him in, so I denied it.

" Bro! What nonsense are you saying? That I killed someone? If I did I'll tell you, you are not a stranger "

" what is the condition of the blackmail? " Jacky asked lacadaisically arranging the loose end of his weed with his saliva.

" he wants me to be his b!tch"

coughing and taking a little breath..

" like a gay thing? " Jacky's voice rose a little as he looked at me with seriousness.

" yeah Bro "

To my surprise he exploded into an hysterical laughter. When he was done he took in smoke into his lungs, puffed it out and turned to me.

" bro! You got a guy after you plus the females! Where did you do the charm that is backfiring " he said grinning.

" come on! Be serious! I am in a deep sh!t"

" Something tells me you are hiding something from me. But what's my business. How do you want me to come in, since you consider me a guru". He adjusted himself comfortably.

I reasoned what he said, but chose to ignore it.

" i don't know what to do, am confused that's why I am seeking your help" . I said.
" kill him " he said abruptly.

I looked at him in dismay. He finished his smoke and dropped the leftover in the ashtray that was almost full.

" I don't know what you mean by kill him " I said gently.

" meant, take the life out of him, so that he will die and be buried, so that he's chapter will be closed same as your problems " he said changing the channel with a remote.

His eyes were bloodshot, he could barely open it properly only by half taking his head backwards could he see.

" are you capable of murder?! " I asked.

He turned to me and gave me questioning look then said.

" how can you consider killing a man who wants to forcefully disvirgin another man's anus murder? For me it's a way to rid the society of miscreants. If you kill him, you are doing the world a great good".

I knew this was the lamest advice ever. So I kept my plans to myself. I turned to him to ask of something but he was already snoring with his mouth open. So I called mum to inform her of where I was.

The next day I risked going to work from Jacky's place. It was eventually a success. Sandra's number wasn't going through so I couldn't tell her what was going on. Ruth on the other hand had been keeping in touch with me all through my sojourn.

Another day I went to work cautiously, always looking behind my shoulder. On my way back from work a text rang on my phone. It was from Thomas: YOU HAVE TWO DAYS LEFT. I read the message a second time, before I resolved to pay him an unfriendly visit.

I was in front Thomas's house the evening of that day. There was a church nearby having an alnight, and the sound from the church monopolized all others. My heartbeat almost exploded from my chest as I looked around me to ensure no one was coming. The gate was locked and the fence was very high with barbed wire. I went round the house looking for how to enter, but all to no avail. Then I saw a place where Thomas's fence met with a neighbors that was lower . I climed the neighbors fence which gave me access into Thomas's. I covered the barbed wire with my shirt before placing my hands on the pillar edge of the fence and pulled myself carefully to the top, then carefully crossed the barbed wire. The floor seemed far away to the ground. I first removed my shirt before I held the pillar edge of the other side and slowly freed myself using my legs to descend down still holding the edge, then I freed my hands and landed quietly into the compound.

I tiptoed round the house looking for an access in. The whole house was litted, I had to stay out of sight. Every part of the house had burgulary proof, no access in. That was when it was dawn to me that my plans was not properly drafted.

I sat on a cemented pavement at the back of the house thinking of plan B, when suddenly I looked up and it occurred to me the ceiling was accessible .

I went to the kitchen side of the house. Waited for the church to begin their loud singing before I climed the burgulary protector up till I could touch the ceiling, then gave it a blow, it broke open . I slowly began widen it to give me access in. When it was wide enough, I held the wood inside and pulled myself in.

It was dark inside, I didn't know which part of the house I was, but I was careful not to step on the ceiling as I maneuvered through the woods. I came to a spot . From the look of things I was in a bedroom. So held a wood and released myself with full force into the house. The ceiling made a loud noise and scattered everywhere and as I swung from the top, then realised my hand and landed in the sitting room.

It was dark in there and the whole floor was covered with broken ceiling. I hastily moved away from the spot to place my back on the wall beside the door that leads to the main house expecting someone to come in anytime soon.

After waiting for a while no one came out, I slowly opened the door, and moved into the house. First, I went to the room Thomas took me. I slowly turned the knob and the door opened, I peered into the room, the bed was empty. I went in and slowly opened the bathroom door as well, it was empty. So I left the room to another room, it was empty, then to the third room, still empty. I searched every part of the house, thomas was no where in the house. I went to check outside for his car, it was packed outside.

" where the hell is this guy? " I muttered to myself.

I swept the spot the ceiling scattered. Packed it into a nylon and left it behind the kitchen door. I went to the fridge, took out a caned drink and frozen rice and chicken. Went to the microwave put it in while I sipped my caned beer. I Went to the sitting room, put on the TV and was watching a documentary. Few minutes later I went to check on my food, it was ready. I took it to the sitting room, ate, drank as I continued my documentary .

I called Phila to inform her that I won't be coming to work the next day.i begged her to cover up for me. After that i relaxed and continued to consume the drinks in the fridge before I dozed off on the couch.

Mums call woke me up. She wanted to know about my where about. And after she was convinced by my lies of doing great, she hung up.

I looked outside it was already so bright. I stood up, went to the fridge, got myself a jog of milk and cookies. Went to the dinning, poured a full cup of milk and poured some of the cookies in a plate. Carried them to the sitting room, put on the TV, and tuned to kiddies channel. I drank and ate my cookies while giggling at the funny cartoon movie.

It was evening, I was already tired of staying at a place, so I went to Thomas's bedroom, used his shower and came back to his waderope, out of curiosity I went through his stuff. I came across gay porn, a lot of it. I tossed them aside and continued checking. Then I found a gun. " who is this guy?" I thought to myself. I continued searching but found nothing else.

The gun was a loaded stainless 9mm automatic Beretta. I kept the gun aside and sat thinking of how to deal with thomas when he returns now I had a gun. I was in my brainstorming when I heard a sound at the gate. I rushed to check, it was Thomas and some two gay looking guys.

" wow! Things just got complicated". I said whispered to myself.

topherchris819:
the story continues

Sarkin:
Please sleep and tell us where Cownu is let's finally arrest him. And while you're at it tell us if the Igbos go get their "leflendum".

autotrader2:
Mr OssyGlobal,

Kindly read and start a new thread.

Cheers

autotrader2:
Mr OssyGlobal,

Kindly start your own thread. Don't spam this respected thread. People here are interested in Genuine products only

Jazzlite:
Where can I get the right oil? At okitipupa? Apart from the normal Mobil one or total quartz 9000?

intrepidJ:
I am from Edo State but born and bred in Lagos, with no ties to my state of origin. My grandfather however was a native doctor, and as a kid before the age of 7 or 8 I remember my father taking me to some dirty native doctors place where I am sometimes made to take a shower. I have had incisions made on my body with blades after which some dark substance is robed on it.

My dad is a born again Christian now, prays and fasts often. My question is will the FOUR generational curses mentioned in the bibe affect me?even though my father who is now born again must have broken the curse with prayers? My life is a mess. I suffered untold emotional abuse growing up. My adult hood is no different. I am victimized everywhere, people take undue advantage and make mockery of me. What I find really bizzare is people coming together to gossip about me where ever I got I find this very odd, I am always hated, despised, lied against, unjustly accused. It goes on and on. I'm 34 now, will likely never get married because I have OCD and am Schizotipal, but i can live with that. But i am currently facing spiritual affliction by some bastards who accuse me of dabbling Into witchcraft and bewitching them. An entire family have waged a spiritual war on me, for what I did not do.

Heres the puzzling thing. I go on my knees and cry to God for help. God always responds immediately, but then they come back. I was made to understand that they are trying to take my life but God almighty stands in their way. At home I see cockroaches anywhere I am, in places they have no busines being there. When I play gospel songs by Paul Wilbur some thing strange happens, cockroaches starts coming out of their hidden places to die in my living room. There are birds all monitoring me each time I step out. I leave home and run to the hotel they still somehow locate me.

Recently my toilets keeps getting clogged. If I fix it today within 48 hours it will mysteriously get clogged again, I fix it it repeats the circle. I have another toilet downstairs exactly the same phenomenon. It's gotten so bad I cannot even use the toilets anymore, so I left the house. There us this bizzare smell that permeates my house and as a consequences i have been forced to live in isolationist. I have no friends, it seems to me %80 of my friends are into juju or witchcraft.

I was just watching a tape on monitoring spirits when I came across generational curses and its effect on generations as far down as the 4th generations. Could this be why I keep getting hated, lied about, gossiped about and taken advantage of?

Nlanders, initially I felt so reluctant to posting this due to my kind of person. I keep to myself alot and try as much as possible to solve any challenges am facing without telling a single soul. But what am currently facing is taking a consuming dimension.my fiancee took in and this led us to make prep for wedding/engagement. But shockingly, I lost my job a month to d program. I begged and wept like a child that day but was told d decision can't be reversed. I took to my faith and started husking to see if I can atleast savage the day and I was able to complete some of want will be needed.. I was selfless about it. I was shocked the way some family members reacted toward me. Not a single soul was able to come to my aid. I am pleading to this forum for help as the engagement/ wedding is just 5 days. I did an estimate and noticed I will need roughly 70k(am yet to get my cloths, pay for menu, and other logistics) to cement my plans so as to avoid embarrassment.. I know I will be abused by some Pple but I noticed this is d only
medium for me as time is not on my side. Pls
Nlanders, any amount will be respectfully appreciated. I