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onyinye2:
See trouble o. well. . . actually. . . hmm. . . not really. But now that i read it again, there very [i]slight [/i]similarities.

Very slight?? Aside from the main fact that we have the same name, I see a lot of similarities.

onyinye2:
Oh gawd!!! conceited much . I don't know i just was thinking of a good Igbo name that had the right meaning to it so it would fit my story. So i was like "hmmm, Nnamdi. that's a good name" and then i put it in.If it just so happened to be a coincidence. . .

Just tell me that you had me in mind as you wrote it and I promise I won't tell anyone. _{Crosses fingers}

onyinye2:
I just picked a name out of the blue and it just so happened to be yours also. . . .

Ok. . . I'm just saying, it's funny because I perfectly fit the description of Nnamdi. We both cook, we both look good etc. Still coincidence?? Confess now

onyinye2:
I'm sorry Stephen but that was a hard topic . I sat and thought about but was like "oh hell" let me just put my own spin on it. But i hope you still enjoyed it. Oh be quiet, i can put whatever name i want but i guess it was just coincidence. . .

Yeah it was good. As to it was just coincidence . . . right.

ibkaye:
really!?   mine too  

I'm serious though

LadyT:
what is this national ashewo day?

First Stephen now Doyin? Hissss

LOL!!

@Onyinye, I loved your story. It is quite realistic. But like the nurse, I hate to tell you this but you didn't do what the topic said, you were supposed to be the over possessive lover not someone else. Funny story though, you may not know this but my Igbo name is Nnamdi. . . or maybe you did.

LadyT:
Oh Stephen using the wheel chair line again abi?  

LOL That's the funniest line ever.

tope2000:
paralyzed?? Are you the dude in white chicks(He is also the guy that chris father in everybody hare chris??). because you are now scaring me oo
BTW
why can't stay until the next day to gain my energy back??
Would another girl be coming round?? is that why??
R you cheating on me baby

LMAO I don't know how to tell you this. . .

tope2000:
Again, i knew u were cheating on me

It was the devil <---- dumbest line ever, lol

tope2000:
Wheelchair , Stephen i thot you were loving, caring, gentle guy. You've been spending way too much time with Hannibal. chocolate delight don't let him turn you in2 an aggressive lover.

LOL I'm just saying because some have tried and were paralyzed for hours.

tope2000:
so you can hit me from the back and feel it in my chest like you siggy??

LMAO!! Oh I forgot get a wheelchair too.

onyinye2:
I loves it stephen!!!

Thank you.

tope2000:
OH MY GOSH
Stephen

i love it
Chocolate delight so when are we going to make this happen 4 real??

Come see me and I'll make that and more happen.

LOL!! LadyT, I admit, this was pretty difficult.

Scenario 9 - Over-Possessive Spouse/Lover.

I felt like I was about to lose it. I had called her 5 times within the past hour and had received no answer. Her mobile phone, her two work phones, and our home phone twice,  yet no answer. Even her friends didn’t know where she was. My fingers uncontrollably tapped on my office desk as I dialed her mobile phone again. She knows better than to leave me in the dark about her whereabouts. “Hi, you have reached Nma’s voicemail. I am unavailable right now…” This cannot be happening right now. “Where the hell are you?” I yelled into the mouthpiece, “I have been trying all your numbers and I ain’t gotten through to you. Hell, none of your friends know where you are at. Call me back as soon as you get this damn message.” I slammed the phone and looked at my watch, in an hour’s time I will be off this stupid job and I better not catch her ass in my bed with some other dude because I will rip her head off…if I can’t have all of her then no one can.

How I was able to finish my work, I don’t know, nevertheless I raced home and maybe ran a couple of red lights but I didn’t fucking care. I pulled into the driveway, hurriedly turn off the car, pulled out my jacket and walked round to the backdoor. There was an eerie feeling that came upon me as I opened the door. The house looked empty…like it had been robbed but the robber took specific things. Some pictures on the walls were gone, some of the furniture was gone, and all that was left on the glass coffee table in the center of the living room with a letter and our wedding video tape on top.

I opened the letter and it read:
I gave you everything I could offer, physically, mentally, and emotionally. I loved you so much, I cared for you, I let you have me completely, I never lied to you and I did all I could to be a good wife to you. All I wanted from you was that same love that I gave to you and for you to give me enough space to breathe. Yet, you always threatened to kill me if I did not answer your calls, always hit me when you were angry, and always wanted to know where I was, maybe because you were scared that I would leave. Well congratulations, that day has come. I don’t know why you were dumb enough to think that there wouldn’t be consequences for your actions. Time and time again I begged you to go to rehab and time and time again you promised that you would but I knew better. All the same, I thought that maybe after we got married you’d change but you didn’t. I thought well maybe after I have had your first child you would change but even after two, you didn’t. Are you that insecure that you need to call me at least twenty times in a day? I waited five years for you to change, for you to tell me your fears, for you to admit that though you loved me, you were a flawed man and that you will really go to rehab like you kept promising. I could have forgiven you and stayed, but the pain and suffering was too much to bear. I need you to hurt; I need you to feel, if just a fraction, of the pain you constantly put me through. I need you to suffer like I did these last five years.

P.S.
If you are reading this letter (and I'm sure you are), you have missed Nkechi’s first grade play, that you promised to her that you will attend, and the one chance to ever have us as one family again.

Damn.

LadyT:
Nice job Sensual Sexual chocolate

Thank you very much ma'am. Your murder story was scary and really creative. . . why didn't I think of a sexaholic?

Sisikill:
StephenP
WOW! WOW!!! I love your Lady killer!!!!!   


LadyT
Gruesome + Morbid +Dark + Gross+ Real + Wholesome = PERFECT!!! 

Thanks. I saw that I have never had a heroine in any of my stories so I decided to try to input her in this story. I am happy it worked out well and that you like it.

KarmaMod:
Stephen, great story, what did she go and get at the 7/11? 

Titi, loved it too!

Thank you. About the 7 Eleven, I guess we'll never know . . . same way we'll never know her name LOL!! She's the mystery lady that the reader knows of but doesn't really know.

I guess it's not working  But seriously though, I'm getting there.

rotimy:
Onyinye, I must confess that you are a great poet with creative imagination. As for Stephen, the guy is a natural wordsmith. He will really truly go places.

LOL!! Naw. . . I'm still getting there.

HCH3COO:
soi, good poem.

post it in the proper section next time ehn

Thank you for politely saying it as opposed to getting mad like he does this all the time.

True Brit:
@ Soi,

It belongs in the Poem Section

So what? Goodness what is wrong with some people?

@topic, I like the fact that it is a motivational poem. It's one of those poems that come in handy when one is down and out. Nice job making it look neat; four lines in every stanza and each stanza starting with the same word as the first and all stanzas ending with I will survive . . . Also your rhymes were on point, not too much and not absent. I do wish it had more imagery to it though because it looks too simple to me.

I'll rate this like a 4 out of 5 stars