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PLAGIARIZED
EPISODE 6
EPISODE TITLE- He's a fùck boy








Anita should be angry at what the guy said to her but she wasn't, she wasn't the type who gets infuriated over such things, ever since she was a child, friends and family tagged her the quiet girl, she's the fourth child born in the family of 5, her mother is late and her father is living from hand to mouth, non of them are rich yet, her eldest brother works in a petrol station as a manager but he barely send anything home.., when her father fell sick, she and her other younger brother had to take responsibility of taking care of their father.., Susan helped her during the crises and from that day she vowed never to betray or leave such a friend.., a friend who put her personal feelings aside and comes to her aid, helping her sorts for money in different places..., with her help and the help of other friends, they were able to get her father to the safe side of health.....

She knocked lightly on the door of her their house the moment she set foot into their threshold.., many times Susan had told her to stop knocking, she had told her the self contained apartment belong to them both..., but even with that, she still maintain the cursory of knocking..., not because she's scared but because of the mutual respect they have for each other.....

"Come in if you have money...?"Susan blare out from inside the house...

Anita chuckled remembering she had told Susan to stop saying that whenever someone knocks on the door...

"Na you dey knock.."Susan said in pidgin the moment Anita opened the curtain..

"Are you expecting anyone..?"Anita ask taking off her slippers and dropping them inside the house...

"Mmm, who know me...!"Susan blare out before throwing herself on the bed..

Anita laughed and drop the nilon of sanitary pads she was carrying on the bed, she dropped the watermelon on the floor before she crunched down to sit beside Susan...

"You and watermelon.."Susan crowled working her hands on her phone..

"You know me.."Anita replied removing the watermelon from the nilon..."This is my everyday food.., you should try it out someday.."

"Try what out..., the last time I did that, I nearly threw up.."

"That's because it's your first time.., once you start eating it, you get used to it"

"Aunty thank you very much..."Susan said.."Keep your watermelon..."

Anita chuckle before she stood up, walked into the kitchen and reappeared with a plate and a knife.., she pick up the watermelon, removed some of the seeds and cut it into halves on the plate....

"You won't believe what happened on my way home.."Anita said before taking a sliced piece of the watermelon into her mouth...

"What happened...?"Susan asked dropping her phone to keen into the discussion...."Abeg gist me.."

"I met a guy in the store.."

"Mm-hmm..."

Anita laugh at Susan smiling face...."Is not what you're thinking..."

"I'm not thinking anything..."

"I know you Susan.., whenever you make your face like that.., you're definitely thinking something..., you think I'm crushing on the guy.."

"And what's wrong in having a crush on a guy.."Susan replied with shrugged shoulders...."I for one will be really happy if you got yourself a crush.., it means there's a heart there that can actually love a guy again, a heart that can get a boyfriend and a...

Anita faked cough motioning Susan not to go any further.., she knows where Susan was heading to.., since her last relationship that ended badly, she had chosen to remain single and not searching until she decides otherwise.......

"Well..."Anita said with a smile.."He didn't ask me out..., what he did was stop me after I left the shop.."

"And....."

"He told me I'm beautiful..."

"Anita come on, skip that part and go straight to where he ask you to be his girlfriend..., is he cute..?"

"A bit..."

Susan poked her forehead...."Does he look rich..?"

"Susan you haven't even heard the full gist.."

"Well you're slow in giving me the full gist, you know I hate suspense, you can't blame me for fast forwarding...."

"He told me he thought I like him because I smiled at him.."

"Did you smile at him..?"Susan ask

"Yes, after he smiled at me.., all I did was return the smile., I didn't want to look like saddest face of the year..."

"So what did he say after he said that..?"

"Then he told me he only wants to help me.., that I'll never get a husband with my attitude as if I showed him an attitude...., the dude was really crazy.."

Susan laughed..."Don't mind them, that's what they all say when a girl rejects them.., especially these fùck boys..., they're fond of doing that.."

"I almost got pissed off but then I realise he wasn't worth it..."

"Useless boys everywhere..."Susan stated picking up her phone again..

Anita laughed..."When the whole thing was going on.., I remembered you, I was like if it's Susan, she'll definitely walk out on this guy.."

"Two seconds.."Susan said with a snap of her fingers..."You know I don't waste my time on these fùck boys....."

"The guy was really annoying..."Anita said taking another piece of watermelon to her mouth...

"All these boys looking for who to fùck, stop giving heed to them.., the moment you stand and listen to their rubbish.., they'll think you're operating on the same level as them.."

"But you know it's good to hear one out...."Anita said ..."It might be something else they want to say to you.."

"Bae it's always the same story..., they'll be like.., 'I love you, my dick keeps getting erected because of you....."

"Dick keh.."Anita blare out amidst laughter.

"Like someone cares....."

"But you do know not everyone that stops you on the road is a fùck boy like you call them..., some might be really interested, some even lead to marriage.."

"Yeah, some leads to marriages after they're locked inside coke bottle and thrown inside river. "

Anita laugh.."You'll not kill me with laugh.."

"Let's be serious here Ani.."Susan said dropping her phone on the bed.."Some men are no longer interested in marrying.., the ones that are interested gets married at an advanced age.., that's why you see some men having their first child at 61years of age...., before the child grows up, they're already dead...., the reasons why so many women are not married today is because the men are not ready to settle down.., they prefer testing girls.., today Amaka, tomorrow Sasha, the following week Glory...., it annoys me.."

"But marriage is not the ultimate Susy..."

"I know it's not, all I'm saying is, avoid these fùck boys, they'll waste your time and destiny..."

"So how do you know the one that's not a fùck boy because many come so innocent with suit and a long tie to sweep you off your feet...."

"When he starts asking for sex before great and creative ideas about a future for the two of you..., he's a fùck boy..., when he takes you to parties, night clubs, getting you drunk other than giving you creating advice that will add more sauce to your life.., he's a fùck boy....."

"So when he asks to see my parent for marriage.., he isn't a fùck boy..?"

"See you..."Susan said in pidgin picking up her phone.."Haven't you heard of a man that set his wedding date, printed cards and invited people just to tell the lady he's serious but the point of it all was just have sex with her and once he gets it.., he vanishes and the wedding gets cancelled.., fear men babe.., they're clever and devilish than the snake that deceived eve...., a man can do anything to get you in bed with him...., bottom line babe..., any guy that asks for sex before marriage is a fùck boy, quote me anywhere..."

"I've heard of situation where the man will like the woman to get pregnant before he marries her...."Anita said

"Just like Tamara..."Susan said

"Yes.., but the question doesn't centers on Tamara.., Tamara is just a story.., I'm saying this from real life events..., didn't you hear mama Laye's story.., she told us her husband did that to her before he married her.., she got pregnant before marriage...."

"Babe.."Susan said tilting her head forward..."If you ask me, I'll just say one thing, any man that insist on his girl getting pregnant before he marries her doesn't trust that lady..."

"Yeah.., that's so hard since many ladies have ruined their chances of getting pregnant...."

"Promiscuity aside.., I'm still of the opinion that any man that does that doesn't trust the lady.., doesn't love the lady either..., Mama Laye that you spoke off, is she happy in her marriage.., hell no.., her husband is a regular customer in road side business.., he Carries different girls every day and he does it without shame or fear his wife might find out....., those kind of men, I pray God never bring them near us...."

"Amen o..."







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Samuel heave a deep breathe before he finger touch 'summit' on his phone.., he exhale and read the message that pop up....

"20 million.."Festus reiterated....."Tamara favour us..."

"In your dreams Festus.."Samuel said standing up to walk to the wardrobe..

"If you don't believe you'll win, why did you summit that story..?"Festus ask

"I'm just trying..., much people are talking about it, so I decided to try it out..."

"The site says the story must be free from every form of plagiarism.."Festus said..."You just plagiarised a story from nairaland.., are you they won't know..?.."

"The story is still uncensored and unpublished, nobody will know if it was plagiarised.., besides I change the title from Tamara to the lores of a woman..."

"Chai.., bad guy..."

"Your papa.."Samuel fling back before he turn back to the wardrobe..

"I'm even strolling through nairaland stories.., I need to summit one for the contest before it's deadline elapse..."Festus said

"Goodluck with that..."

"So paraventure you win..., how much will you give me from the 20 million..."

"Stop assuming Festus.., I'm never going to win..., do you even have any idea the kind of people that will be submitting their stories to win the money...., if you do, you'll know there's no hope whatsoever for me to win..."

"So why did you summit the story..?"

Samuel hissed..."Ask me again.."



TBC

Thebigdream:
We are always behind you

Thanks

Faybay:
Really nice story, keep it up. More grease to your elbow. PS we should come up with a way of exposing dem ghost readers .

Thanks

Debbylicious:
It is well sir... We'll always be here waiting
And we love you too

Thanks dear

Vitalvector2017:
Me I know one person who writes Interesting pieces like this
Friend: Who??
Me: Oga Silver oooooooo

Well-done Sir I throway Salute for you.

Thanks man

purity23:
We're praying for you sir

Thanks dear

Asek1:
The one and only enigmatic Silver1996, I doff my hat for you bro.
Am patiently waiting for the next update
Blaze on

U welcome man

silverlinen:
Make e no be like say i no comment or say i dey waste Mr silver effort,i don comment....i seriously think Samuel will use Anita's Tamara to win 20 mila.Silver1996 keep up the good work man.

Thanks man

Thebigdream:
This is the problem Nigerias have, they always think everything is a scan, this is why so many have lose opportunities that could have made them rich.

Thanks for the update

You welcome brother

PLAGIARIZED
EPISODE 5
EPISODE TITLE- Trouble cooking....








"Good afternoon..."Anita said upon sighting the elderly woman who stood up from the mat she was laying on to attend to her.., Anita dropped the nilon of watermelon she was holding to her side and look ahead to see if the woman have what she needs....

"Good afternoon..."The woman replied wiping the remaining of dizziness from her eyes...

She was sleeping, Anita could tell, it could be she hasn't been selling since people prefer buying things directly from pharmacies than patronizing the roadside stores....

"Please I need a ladycare..."She said dropping her hand on the glass counter..

"How many...?"The woman asked walking towards where it was arranged..

"Two please.."Anita said, she waited a bit all the while looking behind her, when she saw a guy walked into the store, she adjust herself creating a space for the guy to stand...

"Good afternoon.."The guy said to her with a smile..

"Good afternoon.."Anita replied smiling back, the guy was dark, had a well shaved beard but too much aftershave buns underneath his jaw.., she took her gaze from him the moment the woman approached her with the ladycare sanitary pad, she noticed the guy was staring at her as she pays, she almost stare back but quickly realise she had to take what she bought and rushed back home.., minutes ago before she entered the store, Susan had called her informing her to be fast, she's of the idea of taking a bike to her house but she preferred trekking since the walk from the store to her house wasn't that far and the weather was friendly, a good weather to trek for people of her financial status....

"Thank you.."She said to the woman after collecting her change.., she didn't want to but she had no choice but to look at the guy before she walked out of the store...








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Anita walk as if her legs were weighing heavily on her , she sigh and hold the bag of watermelon and sanitary pad with her left hand.., as she walked she heard someone shouting "Hey" behind her.., she didn't want to look back but curiosity is a bastard.., she glance back only to see the same guy she had seen in the store she had bought sanitary pad running after her..., she stood when he pointed at her and stopped in her front...

"I've been calling you.."He said amidst pants breathe..

She almost blow him off already knowing the next thing he'll say......"Sorry, I didn't hear you.."She said with a force smile playing on her lips..

"Sorry I stopped you.."He said devouring her with his eyes..

Anita heaved in a deep breathe.., if Susan was there she would have told him they aren't interested even before the guy speaks....

"It's no problem.."She said.., it was a problem, she knows that for a fact, this guy is wasting her time.., she wish she had that kind of will power as Susan.......

"You're beautiful..."The guy said

Anita squeak almost immediately..."Thank you.."

"When I saw you at that store.., I couldn't take my eyes off you.."

Anita widened her brows.., she wasn't flattered, so many times she has heard that line, no wonder Susan doesn't give them time because they all say the same thing....

"Really.."She said a bit getting tired with the boring conversation....

"Yes..., can I have your number, I'll love to call you..."

Anita exhale..."I'll love to give it to you but I don't know it..."

"Are you sure..?"

Anita almost hissed at the question...."Why would I lie to you..."

"I didn't say you're lying.."

Anita huff.., with each statement, she gets less and less interested in the conversation..."Fine.., can I go now..?"

"I like you..."He said

"Okay..."

"I actually thought you were interested in me too..."

Anita mouth dropped wondering where he got that info from..."Haa..."

"When i smiled at you at the store.., you smiled back.."

"And because i smiled back you think I'm interested in you..?"

He flex his fingers.."Most times when a girl smile back at a guy.., it's a signal that says 'Let's see later'.."

"Well that wasnt the signal I was giving when I smiled back.."

"Then why did you smile back..?"

"Oga.."she resorted to pidgin stressed out with the line of the conversation...."Abeg I wan go...."

"You're too beautiful..."

"I heard you thank you..."She replied brusquely and around to walk away.

"What about the number..?"

She didn't bother replying, instead she fastened her pace but stopped when he said something that got to her..

"You nor even fine and you dey form...."He shouted after her..

Anita quickly turn around to face him, she glance at her sides only to see the passerbys laughing at the guy's statement ...

"Na help I wan help you.."The guy added.."Nor dey form like that, you nor go see husband marry.."

Anita hissed and turn around to walk away not bothering to give him the dignity of a reply.....









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After a short walk from his house to the barbing saloon.., Samuel decided to stop at a new bar that was close to his house on his way back home.., he took a moment to study the area and people in the bar before the bar attender walked up to him....

"Good evening sir.."The young bar attender said to Samuel..

Samuel flex his fingers and glance at the young boy in front of him, he remembered when he once worked as a bar man, he was running on loss everyday.., there was even a time he wasn't paid for about three months because there were debts in his account...

"How much is your beer...?"Samuel replied

"Which of them sir..?"

"Heineken.."

"500 sir.."

"What..!"Samuel resounds..."Heineken that everybody is selling 300 is what you're selling for 500.."

"It's 500 here sir.."

"Ona be thief o"Samuel said tilting his head forward....."You people couldn't even add only 50naira to make it 350, you added 200..., na wa o.."

"That's how we sell here sir.."

Samuel exhale and calculated the money he has left in his pocket....."Star ucor..?

"Star is 400 sir..."

"Ona wan build another bar...?"Samuel ask immediately..

The bar attender force a smile in his lips...

"What about your malt.., how much is it..?"

"200 sir.."

"Give me malt.."Samuel said

"Okay sir.."The young man said and left his sight..

Samuel sigh, took his phone out and slid into his facebook account.., he raise his head to look at the man and girl sitting a few steps from him.., what they were saying was easily heard since their voices were loud....

"It's true.."The man said to the girl before pouring another round of beer in his glass...

"Ahh..."The girl mutter.."I still find it very hard to believe, how can someone just give out twenty million naira just like that.."

"They've done it in various countries.."The man said...."This is a real opportunity for every writer in Nigeria..., I suggest you summit your story..."

"So if I win, they'll pay me twenty million naira.?"The girl ask

"Of course.., they're not scams like people say.., if you doubt it, go online and research about them.."

"Wow.."The girl slack-jawed

The man took a gulp down of his drink and drop the glass on the table..."I suggest you summit yours before midnight today...."

"Is midnight today the deadline....?"The girl asked

"Yes..."

Samuel swallowed as he thought over what he could do with the money.., the lavish life he'll live..., still dwelling in his thoughts, he drank up the bottle of malt, walk up to the barman and threw the 200 in front of him.., then he walked out of the bar, if it's true 20 million naira is up for grabs..., there's no harm in trying....







TBC

Hello friends, pls the story hasn't been abandoned, something came up that needed my full attention, that's why I haven't been updating, pls bear with me, PLAGIARIZED will continue soon.

I can't promise an everyday update, but I'll try my best to do the best I can.....I love you all

kelvyncruz:
Silver is it sleeping paralysis or witchcraft, I really want to know

I don't know brother

Lilly4endu:
I finally meet up. Even if silver didn't mention me, have taken my seat Sha.

You're welcome

Ann2012:
Oya oooo Samuel, lie another one

Thanks for the update

You welcome

Debbylicious:
This story really got me thinking deep

Bros Silver... you're doing well

You welcome

Bjteensdes24:
Yes really? What is her surname and how is she to you?

I can't really remember her surname but the one I know, she's married with a kid now

Thebigdream:
Thanks for the update, got me thinking

You welcome

KaideeGee:
Nna, boss silver you and midnight be like five and six
Thanks for the update, really got me thinking.

You welcome

purity23:
I was passing through that but ever since I know it's actually sleeping paralysis, I stopped experiencing it

Really..?

OPC90:
Hahahaga

Water don pass garri

Let me see what OGA will do.

Thanks dear

You welcome

PLAGIARIZED
EPISODE 4
EPISODE TITLE- The contest








Samuel turn his gaze to Festus, his lips stuck between a yes and no answer..., he sigh quickly recalling he got the story from nairaland....

"Samuel, are you there..?"The caller ask after a few seconds of silence

"Yes sir.."Samuel mutter.."I mean yes sir, I wrote the story.."

"Are you sure..?"The caller ask

Samuel grunt almost inclined to end the call.."Yes sir.."

"Alright, I'll get back to you.."The caller said

Samuel didn't bother replying, instead, he ended the call and drop the phone on the bed..
"Good riddance.."He said with a hiss..

"What happened..?"Festus ask

"He's someone I sold my story to.., he's asking if I'm the one who truly wrote it.."

"And what did you say..?"

Samuel revert his gaze to him.."What kind of stupid question is that.., weren't you here when I made the call..."

"I wasn't listening.."

"What did you expect me to say.., of course I told him I'm the one who wrote the story..."

"And what did he say.?"

"He said he will get back to me.."Samuel said taking up his phone.."I'm blocking his number now..."

"Wouldn't that cause more trouble for you...., I mean you could be loosing a potential client.."

"A potential client that's about to find out I wasn't the one that wrote the story I sold to him.."

"Oh..., that could be a big problem for you.."

"It could be a big problem for us because the money I make from these stories is the same money I give to you.."

"Then pretend like the story is really yours..."

"Do you even think..., they could ask to see me.."

"They..!, who is they..?"

"Have you been listening to everything I've been saying, the man who bought the story said one of his cast read the story and she said it look like the story her younger sister wrote.."

"So you're saying in essence that agreeing to be the real writer of the story could bring them here to our house.."

Samuel hissed and shook his head..."I've never done any business in the house here cos I fear one of these days it'll bounce back to me...., so the good news is even if they find out I'm not the original author of the story.., they can't find me because they don't know where I stay..."

"Oh.., that's better, but you have to be careful with the people you deal with..., plagiarising is a serious crime.."

"Yeah.., according to people, not the law.."

"Still, be careful, I nor wan hear say dem beat you one day...."

Samuel hissed and refocus on his phone..."As long as it's bringing me money, I don't care what happens..."

"Even if it means breaking your head...?"

Samuel look askance at him and refocus on his phone....

"So afa..."Festus said leaning closer to Samuel.."Are you still giving me the money..?"








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"Your food..."Susan said dropping a plate of jollot rice in the stool in front of Henry..

"Is this my food..?"Henry quizzed.."But I told you I don't want to eat na."

"Abeg chop.."Susan riposte in pidgin as she crunched to the ground to eat hers.."Ona too dey form..."

Henry laugh....

"This reminds me of a friend I use to have..."Anita chimes in resting her spoon on the edge of the plate of jollot rice..."That guy can formm, he will be hungry and still be pretending not to be hungry but the moment he accepts the food, he won't take two minutes before he finishes everything....."

"Some people are like that.."Said Henry pushing the fish aside so he can take a spoonful of the rice..."But I'm not..."

"Stop pretending and eat already..."Susan cut in....."You're a guy, forming forming is not good for you.."

"I'm not forming.. "Henry replied before he burst into laughter..."The truth is, I ate at home before coming here and my stomach is still filled..."

"So I should take the food back..?"Susan ask jokingly

"Take what back.."Henry said.."No o.., I can't miss out on this sweet jollot rice..."

"But you said there's no longer space in your stomach.., I wonder where you're going to store this one.."

"I'll improvise.."Henry said and they all burst into laughter...

"You had better do that.."Anita said amidst laughter..."Else Susan won't ever cook for you again.."

Susan raise a brow at her but didn't say a word..

"That reminds me.."Henry said bringing his laughter to a pause...."I've read part of your story Tamara..., i still can't believe you're the one who wrote that beautiful story.., i got hooked from the beginning.., i must say you're really talented.."

"Thank you.."Anita said with a little blush..

"There is an advert going on.."Henry said shoving his spoon in the air..."It's about a writing contest, winner goes home with five million naira cash, a car worth two million naira, a house worth ten million naira, they'll also publish your stories, make copies and share them to various countries and it's worth three million.., all together is twenty million naira..."

"In which country are they doing that one..?"Susan ask

"Is a private company.."Henry replied..."They say it's been managed by a white man and their mission is to help writers all over the world.., it's been said they've done it in several countries and now they've brought it to nigeria to help and motivate those writers who has no help...."

Anita sigh.."So someone is just ready to give out twenty million naira just like that.."

"It's not just like that.., they're giving it to the winner.."

"We're saying the same thing.."Susan cut in..."How can someone just give out twenty million naira just like that and especially in Nigeria where people don't even read books...."

"Like I said.., I saw the advert on tv and the submission date ends 21st of this month which is monday...., I encourage you to summit one of your stories..."

Susan and Anita glance at each other, then they laughed...

"Summit what kwanu..."Anita said amidst laughter..."If it's really true something like that is happening, do you know the number of people in this country that are ready to partake in the contest..., even the likes of chimamanda and wole soyinka will participate..., there's no hope for me to win at all.."

"You have hope.."Susan said.."Maybe out of hundred persons, you'll be number 99..."

"Ahh.., 99 is good.., I'm thinking myself to be in number 1099..., very far from 3rd position let alone winner.."Anita said and burst into laughter

"Don't underestimate yourself like that.."Henry said dropping the spoon from his mouth..."You might win.."

"Oga forget underestimate..."Susan said...."If it's true, forget it, even politicians will pay for their children to win...."

"Well you never can tell..."Henry said before taking a half spoon of rice to his mouth..."Luck might shine on her..."

"My luck will come.."Anita said.."But not this luck...., this one resemble scam.."

"Of course it's a scam."Susan said..."Who pays twenty million naira to someone, how will he get his money back.., biko, this isn't big brother.."

"Even big brother take style resemble scam.."Anita said and they burst into laughter...

"Well..., it's what I saw.."Henry said..

"It's a lie please.."Susan said..."In this hard time, who wants to release that kind of money.."

"She might still try.."Henry said.."Afterall there's no harm in trying..."

"Forget that mata abeg.."Susan said.."It's never possible for someone to give out twenty million naira just like that..., kilode, the person money dey grow for tree"

"Just five million naira is cash.., the rest of it are shared into the house, the book publication and the car.."

"Henry we are saying the same thing..., it's not possible..."

"But the advert is on tv..."

Susan hissed..."Why are you talking like you don't know those TV people are paid to make the advert..., it's a scam.., maybe by the time you summit, they'll send you a text telling you you've won then they'll ask you to pay some money to claim your prize..., we've done these things before.., we're no longer falling victim..."

"Mmm..."Henry muffled dropping the spoon..."But Anita, these stories you post on nairaland.., do they pay you for it...?"

Anita sigh.."No.."

"So you're just dishing out free interesting stories..?"

Anita grit and rest the spoon on the edge of the plate...."Well, before now the MODS normally do voting every month.., the person's story that is most voted for is giving five thousand naira but what they do now is yearly voting.., I doubt it if people are even voting.."

"Yearly voting for how much..?"Susan asked taking the fish with her fingers..

"Do I even know.."Anita said picking up her spoon again..

"What if your stories gets plagiarized by someone and the person starts making money from it.."

"Exactly.."Susan interjects..."People are really wicked, they can steal her stories and make it theirs but anyone I see.., I swear we'll break our head that day.."

Henry laughed before he gulp down a bit of his glass of water..

"I'm not joking.."Susan added.."I so much hate it when someone takes something that isn't his and claim it as his..., those kind things dey para me..., people that do that, I just wish the ground can open and swallow them.., it's really so annoying.., converting someone's sweat as yours, that's the height of wickedness and evil..."

"You've said it all Susan.."Henry said.."Posting stories online especially when you're not making money from it is so not encouraged from me because many people are out there to take advantage of your hardwork of which you may not know.."

"You have no idea how many facebook groups I've seen my stories..."Anita chimes in..."They apologise whenever I confront them in their DM..."

"That's bad.., that's really bad..."Henry said taking another spoonful of the food...








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Samuel wipe a gleen of sweat from his face and roll over to the edge of the bed to feel the coldness of the wall against his skin.., he scratch his leg a bit before he refocus on his phone...

His gaze met the door when it creak, before it open and Festus walked in..

"Sammy guess what.."Festus said walking towards him

"What..?"Samuel queried barely raising his face to look at him...

"Look at this.."Festus said showing him a screenshot picture on his phone..

Samuel hesitates before he looked at the picture...

"It's a writing contest...."Festus spelled out..."Winner takes home twenty million naira..., Sammy 20mi....."

Samuel quickly collected the phone from him to take a closer look, after a while, he gave it back and focus back on his phone...

"Sammy you need to participate in this contest.."Festus said.."Just summit any of the stories from nairaland.."

Samuel raise his gaze to him, then he hissed..."Even a little boy will know this is a scam.."

"It's not a scam o.."Festus stated...."They've been doing the advert on TV.., people are already submitting their stories.."

"You summit na.."Samuel fling back..."Since you think it's legit, why don't you summit your story.., so you really think someone will pay you twenty million naira for ordinary story..., even clean ashawo nor near that price let alone ordinary kabu kabu story...."

"But what if it's true..."

"Then summit na.."Samuel replied brusquely.."Why are you disturbing me.., if you think someone is willing to pay you twenty million naira just like that in naija, then summit your story.."

"The person is not a Nigerian, he's a white man.."

"Then na mumu oyibo..."

"Guy I'm telling you, this thing is real.."

"Are you Seriously for real.."Samuel snapped..."This is a scam man.., don't believe everything they advertise on TV..., no body in this world, oyibo or black will pay you twenty million naira for story .., if na so dem dey pay, I for don build houses full my village, so forget this thing.."

"Sammy.., what if it's real..?"

Samuel dropped his phone and glare at him...."I go fit slap you now..."







TBC

anneboy02:
Oga silver failed to mention me but God for Nairaland dat didn't fail to notify me

Nice story let me just predict small Samuel will kill susan and that will bring out the demon in susan just my thought

Hmm

Khriztarl:
Even if PHCN Swr say, dem no go give me light. I go still find wey read palgiarized.

SILVER1996, this book is a hit. I hope there's actually a way of tackling "palgiarizing" issue on Nairaland.
wait a minute, can someone please mention me on tamara. I have to read that ejoor, before susan and anita would be talking and shut me out.

And I fink say na only my area nor dey get light

showgoeson:
I've been waiting for this story..., this is really nice but it seem more personal than just a fiction.

Just a thought.

It isn't personal

KaideeGee:
Boss silver this story take style resemble non-fiction sha.

It's 99 percent fiction bro

purity23:
Thanks for the update dear

you welcome

Adekunlated:
Wow this is so accurate, whoever does this should please desist from it or Gods wrath will come upon you

Exactly

genius43:
The painful part is there is someone out there plagiarizing, Plagiarized.

Nice job silver1996

Please if you find this out, kindly report

Ayanfe29:
Thanks for the update.

Silver1996, this story, especially chapter two, has really got me thinking. Isn't there a way the MODs of this forum can help you guys with copyright claim or something. For example, when someone wants to copy what he didn't post originally, he would be redirected to the original poster to request for permission or something like that.

I really feel sad when people steal intellectual properties.

Keep up the good work. Remember, no killy killy in this one o...

Ya no killy killy

Ann2012:
This is exactly what is happening, a writer takes his time to be creative and write a story, only for another person to copy it and take the credit for a story that's not theirs.....u better change, take permission and acknowledge the writer if you're granted the opportunity to copy their stories, it's not easy if not we all would have been writers.....

Well done OP

You've said it all dear

enirock:
But how do writers here checkmate their stories being used inappropriately or stolen? Does citing copyright laws protect their works from infringement Silver?

This question came about as a result of episode 2. But people get mind ooo
How do you owe someone 3k ND purchase a bag of 12k and how can one sleep knowing that what he is selling, Is not actually his and he fills no remorse or guilt?

Thanks Silver. We still craving more

I don't think nairaland officials have set any laws in place to protect the writer's work, whatever you write here is at your own discretion

PLAGIARIZED
EPISODE 3
EPISODE TITLE- Sleeping paralysis








One side of the earpiece fell from Anita's ears as she bow down to pick the broom from the floor.., she took it up and sweep out the little sand from the floor, packed it and dumped it on the waste bin before she reach for her phone on the bed.., she scrolled to her Facebook notification, tap on few of them, before she open the WPS office on her phone to continue writing the last episode of Tamara, earlier on she had check her nairaland thread for comments, after so many pleads to upload the last episode already, she decided to write it..

She sat still for a while thinking of what to write next, just when she placed her fingers on her phone keypad to type, a knock came on the door.., she sluggishly stood up and move towards the open door.., she shift the curtain aside, a smile bloom on her face when she saw Henry..., she wasn't smiling because it was him, she smiled because she remembered the name Susan calls him...AGAMA..

"How are you..?"Henry asked, his smile slipping with his words..

"I'm fine o..."Anita replied..."You came to see us today..."

Henry chuckle.."I'm always asking about you.., you can ask Susan..."

Anita smiled and pave the way for him to walk in..

"Is Susan home..?"Henry ask walking in..

"She'll soon be back..."Anita said..."She went out to get some things from the store a few walks from here..."

"Oh..,okay...."Henry said sitting on the only chair in the room.."So how have you been..?"

"Well you've seen me.."Anita replied with a shrug..."I'm very okay, na just money we dey find.."

Henry laughed.."Who isn't looking for money...?"

"I don't think some people are o.., the way some people spend money, one will think they don't need it.."

Henry laugh..."Exactly.., I was even watching a video yesterday, a boy was spraying dollars in a swimming pool.."

"Can you imagine..."Anita said before she went down to sit on the bed...."And so many people are out there suffering, begging for what to eat on daily basis.."

"It's the world we live in dear.., we have the haves and the have nots...., the decisions we make will determine if we'll cross to any of the elements.."

Anita sigh..."Is still not right you know..., if every rich man helps one poor man, the world will be a better place.. "

Henry laugh..."Who will start first....., sometimes the reason why most rich people don't help anyone is because of what they've been through in the past..."

"Yeah, but sometimes we should look beyond our past and do some good.."

"And sometimes people tend to use that good against us.., the world we are is a wicked world.., who you help today will seek your downfall tomorrow..."

Anita sigh..."It's true though..., but that doesn't change the fact that whoever is blessed is blessed to bless others..."

"I agree with you.."Henry said.."But like I said, the heart of man is desperately wicked and evil.., no one knows what they think.., many men that has fallen from the top of the ladder today were once givers, but their good deeds were used against them ..."

"So are you saying we shouldn't help other after we've been blessed...?"

"No Anita, what I'm driving out is far from your question.., you can help but also be prayerful.., the same God said not everyone who say my father my father will make heaven same way not everyone who rejoice with you have your good interests at heart...., Givers never lack but the bible also said pray without season...."

Anita inhale and keep her phone aside.."A few days back I was pondering over something.., i was just strolling through my facebook group post and a girl post a question to the house.., she said she's been pressed in her sleep almost every night and because of it, she barely sleeps.., she then added that the bible said pray for your enemies.., she was asking if she should pray for the enemy that keeps pressing her every night..., so many people gave their replies but since then I've been pondering over it.., exactly what kind of prayer should you pray for such person since the bible said pray for your enemies..?"

Henry heaved in a deep breathe and refocus his gaze on Anita....."Yes, the bible said pray for your enemies but the bible didn't specify the kind of prayers to pray..., I read a christian book a few days ago and there was something the author wrote that really got me thinking.., the author said.., there are different forms of prayers for our enemies..., he said there are enemies you know and there are the ones you don't know.., there are some enemies you pray a prayer of forgiveness for, while there are some you pray a prayer of condemnation for.., and in that case you just presented.., such enemies needs a prayer of condemnation....."

Anita flex her fingers and lean her back on the wall..."I read a book online few days ago on the mystery behind getting pressed at night..., the author said it's sleeping paralysis and not a demonic attack as people tag it..."

"Yes, I think I came across something like that during a research, sleeping paralysis is when you can't move your body, you remain frozen and you begin to see things that aren't there.."

"Yeah..., but is it really true.., is it sleeping paralysis or a demonic attack..?"

"Well.., you know we Africans tends to believe whatever crises we're facing is as a result of demonic attack..., it could be sleeping paralysis but then I ask myself, why do people sleep and never wake up..., what's the reason behind it.. ?"

"This world is a mystery..."Anita said..."One can never understand it..."

"Exactly.., the reason behind getting pressed at night, I can't really tell if it's sleeping paralysis or a demonic attack..."

"What are you people saying..?"Susan chime in from outside before she walked into the room..."There's nothing like sleeping paralysis o.., it's witches and wizards...."

"Have you been listening all along..?"Anita asked as Susan walked towards the kitchen to drop the things she bought..

"I just overheard it.."Susan said...."There's nothing like sleeping paralysis, it's witches and wizards who pressed people at night.."She reiterated ..

"It could be sleeping paralysis..."Henry said..

"Anita do you remember what I told you about that my neighbour in the village...?"Susan ask holding her waist..

"The one who you said always press you at night.."

"Exactly.."Susan replied sharpily with a snap of her finger before she turned her gaze to Henry..."That girl was always pressing me at night.., until that fateful night that I saw her face.., I was really angry that I couldn't wait for morning to come before I went to her house.., I warned her, told her the next time she dares try to come to my house to press me will be her last..., if she thinks she's a witch, who I carry is the head of all principalities and powers.., since then I've never experience that., so forget this things you people are saying..., it's witches and wizards that are on operation when someone experience that"

"Wait..."Henry said, a chuckle escaping his lips.."You really went to your neighbour's house to warn her..?"

"Yes o..., I was really pissed.."

"Didn't she deny it..?"Henry ask with a shrug

"She did but it wasn't my business, as long as I saw her face.., she's the one..., the issue escalated in our community then.., our village leader had to summon my father to elders meeting to resolve the issue, but the good news is, I was never attacked again.."

"So that means she's actually the one who was behind it..?"

"Exactly..."Susan said before sitting beside Anita on the bed.

"The world is something else.."Anita said..."Some people will just hate you for no just reason..."

"Like I said earlier Anny, the heart of man is desperately wicked and evil.."

"People are very wicked..."Susan interjects..."One just have to be careful the company he keeps..."

"So what did you go out to get...?"Henry ask.."I've been waiting here for a while.."

"I went out to get some foodstuffs to cook.."

"Wow, you want to cook.., what do you want to cook..?"

"Abeg your mouth nor join.."Susan said and they all burst into laughter..









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After a sniff, Samuel gulp down a bit of the exotic fruit juice he had bought few moments ago from a nearby store.., he pick up his phone and open his blog.., he search for views and comments.., he smile to himself when he notice his blog was having a little traffic..., soon enough he'll start making good money from the stories and other plagiarized articles he got from the internet...

When the door open, he shift his gaze to the door but quickly refocus on his phone when he realise it was Festus..

"Sammy..."Festus said crunching beside him..."Please I really need your help..."

"If it's money, I don't have.."Samuel said shapily..

Festus lips purse before he opened his mouth to talk...."I just need 2k to add to the money on me.., I promise I'll pay you back before the week ends.."

Samuel raise his gaze to face him..."The 1k you borrowed from me last week, have you paid back..?"

"Haba, nor be dash you dash me that one.."

"Dash kee you dia.."Samuel riposte looking back at his phone...

"Okay.., everything will be 3k then.."

"I don't have money Festus..."

"Guy na.., just yesterday you were giving 10k..., and I know you have more than that in your account..."

"So I should be spending it on unnecessary things..."

"Are you calling me unnecessary..?"

"I'm saying the things you do with the money are unnecessary.., the 1k you borrowed and the ones you've been borrowing before then, what have you been doing with them.., you play bet9ja and baba Ijebu lotto.., guy nor disturb me, I nor get money....."

"Guy, I'm not asking for much.., I'm just asking for 2k, I swear I'll pay back before the week ends.."

"I don't have.."Samuel said..

"Sammy, na me o.."

Samuel didn't bother replying, instead he stare at the number of one of his client that was calling his phone.., he hesitated a bit before he answered the call..

"Good evening sir.."Samuel said the moment the call connected..

"Samuel.."An almost baritone voice sounded from the other end...

"Sir..."He answered sluggishly..

There was silence before the callers voice came again.."Do you remenber that story you sold to me...?"

Samuel nibbed as he try to recall the story he sold to him.."Yes sir.."

"Well, we're almost at the verge of putting it in screen.."The caller said.."But the issue is, one of my cast for the script read it and she told me the story look like the exact story her younger sister wrote..."

Samuel's mouth dropped and he quickly glance at Festus...

"She asked me for your number with intentions of asking you where you got the story from...."The caller continue.."But I didn't give her, I wanted to hear from you first since you're a writer too..., is the story truly yours or you plagiarized it...?"








PLAGIARIZED....


The story continues......