othermen:
Don't tell your parent anything. Or you want to kill them too? Pretend as though you are still in school, collect money for books, get your school fee by yourself; use the money to drink and have all the fun you can, take drugs, just have fun. Never make the mistake of writing another Jamb or reapplying. Who studies biological science? You are far beyond that. In the next three years, go to wherever in Lagos and get a university MBBS certificate. Travel to the north, you will get a job. Pay your tithe. You will be forgiven for those that die in your care. It is their time_ right? The best Sir--+ and don't forget to hide or delete the diary where you said you are studying engineering. May you get the attention that you seek.

Na laff Wan kill me hia.

KingAzubuike:
Nothing special about the mansion. He should focus on better things. So what should the likes of Drake now do with their own mansion if this one no wan allow us hear word. You will see better interiors than this in mansions at lekki , maitama, ikoyi and asokoro.

Also, there's no proof his mansion costs 350M as he's claiming. Don't be deceived by their fake lives and what they tell you on social media. Davido can't cough out 350M easily like that without bleeding his bank account.

Oboy if you want to know,go ask Sujimoto,He was the developer. Giuliano is worth that amount. The Deal is buy and pack enter. Nor be Toko Toko.

I laugh at the comments of some folks in this forum,for believing this write up,it means you are more gullible than before. From the onset,you could have deduced that the writer is a clown or a fake news peddler. Please be wise and stop attaching emotions to everything.

quote author=elchapoo post=88877821]In 2009 I lost my Aunt that that was so good to me. She has been taking care of me since I was born and we don't joke with each other.
We spend every Christmas together in the villa till 08 December when I told her I was gonna spend the Christmas period with my family in my own villa,she was not happy with my decision but she later agreed after trying to convince me to spend the Xmas with her.all her children stays abroad so she stays with a house help.i visited like twice during the festive period and I can still remember how happy she was.
On 3rd of January 09 my Dad received a call that my auntie fell down while she was taking her bath so we rushed to her place.
Half of her body was paralyzed but she was still conscious.
I remember sitting beside her feeding her breakfast before we took her to hospital, I still remember the drama when she insisted that I should eat before she continued eating again,the people around there started laughing and exchanging words of how we both Love our self..festive period has come to an end for us so we all left for the city.
She was admitted at the hospital on that 3rd of January 09 I was with her all through till 15-jan 09 when I was supposed to pass the night in the hospital with her , I came up with all the excuses I could so will go in the morning. I can remember my conscience was telling to me go, that maybe something was about to happen but I insisted on maintaining my decision. I was watching TV in her sitting room suddenly around past 2am. I saw something approaching me from the kitchen in human stature shares same height with my auntie and the colour I saw was the same with rapper she was tying in the hospital, my head swollen and it suddenly disappeared. My instincts told me that something bad has happened but I kept my cool since I have not received any call from the hospital. In the morning I and my sister left for the hospital with her food, as we got there and opened the door( I was a private ward) I saw her lifeless body and oxygen cylinder which was not there before,chai It was like my world has come to an end,i placed my ear on her bared chest nothing, grabbed her wrist to feel her pulse nothing. I tried breathing into her mouth to see if will stare breathing, nothing, chai I felt like the world has come an end, I looked at my Dad, his eye balls was like red Sea but was not crying ..I made sure I didn't shed a drop of tears because I have had a myth that if someone close to you or relation dies and you didn't shed tears the person's ghost will be visiting..after her death no week will pass without seeing her in my dreams,like 4 days out of the 7 days in a week and continues like that till the end of 09 then I started seeing her like 3 times in a month and stretched to 2014 -15. I still see her once I while till today. I do pray against, cast and bind scary attacks in the dream but when she died and I started seeing her in my dream, it made realize I could ask her questions in my dream, question I needed answer to in real live. I always ask her (who killed you) because I don't believe her death was a natural death you know (village people)now lol. every time we meet in the dream my question continues but the problem was all along I was asking she was always mute steering at me in the dream while I asked her with anger and vengeance in my heart. one day at the last quarter of 2009 I saw her in my dream and she said that I should follow her so she could tell me who kill her, she took me to a bush part, entered inside the bush I followed and insisted that she should tell me who killed her, she started smiling as she was looking at me and was smiling till I woke up. After that day I stopped seeing her in my dreams the way I used to and I also stopped questioning her.
Sorry for the long story, but I just see this thread as an opportunity to pour my heart out.


RIP Decency
[/quote]Sorry about that,i have read so many deaths traceable to bathroom falls. Let's be careful and admonish our aged ones.

I read through the thread,my heart bleed. My son became 3yrs on his way to 4 when like joke a flash of light seen in his eyes turned out to be a nightmare for the entire family for the next two years. My son suffered cancer of the eyes,he underwent 14 circle of chemotherapy.Even when the eye was enucleated,some particles of the tumour was left behind due to lack of precision equipment during the surgery.what we thought was over,we began another set of journeys in saving his life,by then the tumour had spread to the optic nerve. CANCER is a bastard. My son started radiation again,he had radiotherapy three separate times. At the end he couldn't fight cancer any longer. Somebody help me I am crying profusely over here. Before now,i have read of cancer,but it never occurred to me how deadly it is. Treating CANCER is like a white Elephant project. I thank God for Nairaland and the OP for the previlliege to pour out my heart and to announce to the whole word the thought of Him(my Son) remains indelible. Bishop my son,your daddy is crying,your mum,grannies aunts,uncles and neighbours,even your little siblings won't forget you in a hurry. In this 21 century,it is impossible to forget you,your pictures and videos are all stored in the cloud,flash drives,memory cards even emails. Sorry we can't forget you.Adieu NNwajesu(Bishop).