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Divepen- 7

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low ba3, would rate one's i charge. Divepen dnt sum them up till everyone rate, lets know were we are heading. It seems we are not making impacts o

Bluestarry:
You don see wetin d do me? Person d copy my story http://funloaded.com/forum2_theme_111710174.xhtml?tema=228&report_spam=4018180642#repl

i said you should stop posting, look at the calibre of stories there. Mehn, the guy is using the writerz brain to develop his site. I don't blame him sha

Before we meet the right people, we have to meet a lot of wrong one's. We expect that things turn out to be right with who so ever we choose as a partner. As a partaker in these, we tend to sacrifices a lot to make this possible regardless of what the other spouse make of us, to consider ourselves lover, we ought to have things in common, share our trust and most important our likeness.

When one of the counter-part is saddled with all these: the other party plays a fool of the party, neglects and betray the trust the other has for him, the ends are always disastrous. Such was the case in which my friend found herself.

Sandra, in her early twenties, chubby, a jewel to behold. Had the height of an average lady, believed in her abilities, knowledgeable, always wore a kind of smile that befits her, easy going type with a heart as stone. Liked all and was loved by all, never wanted to get hurt, avoided hurting experiences reasons being that the outcome were always disastrous. It had been of her to always smile, it made her look tipsy.

She had arrived home late on this day, a day i never expected. It arrived so fast that everything happened as fast as a ray of light. She came back: breathing heavy and panting hard. With a pale face and wore that guilt. I have never seen her with such rage, a troubled moment for me. She had arrived with a biker, she raced inside without paying him. He came ranting behind her like all his life depended on the pay. I had settled him and rushed back to room to know what had gone wrong as i met her laying reckless on the floor.

It was an apartment we shared since we came in contact. It was on a day that we met, i had liked her composure, her willingness to help. We came to to know it other by chance but made the best out of the opportunity. I had never regretted our coming together neither did she, even with the quarrels and fight: the bond grew more and more.

It was on a rainy day, that day i would never forget. Stranded at a new state, late evening. I knew no one in zamfara state, i had come from Kano were my parents reside. I knew no one there, i had to find my way to get a student to accommodate me for the night, i hadn't make it to get fully registered for the semester: my first year. She had approached me and asked about me, she was a sent angel. Offered me help and told me her problems thereafter. I accepted her as a family. I took it upon me to make sure she made out the best out of her state: boredom and loneliness were gone with my stay.

I was older yet i never intimidated her, she was young, never did she abuse my simpleness. It was such a wonderful union, if only i was a man i would have taken her to the altar and our lives would have been perfect.

Life never give us all we hope, all we long for. Such was what we faced. I had all i asked for, all i longed for but never got all i hoped for.

I had prayed that she would get a happy life without me, a life with that partner: one who would give her all i couldn't give. Those happiness, those touch that could pull sensation down the brain. Those wonderful moments she always dream of.

Truth, i always wanted a soul mate, a lover. One that would not abuse her innocence, her priority. I wanted a happy life for her.

She never gave in to immoralities, i loved her for that. She was a christian, she had a heart: one that needed to be loved and cared for, above all trusted. Most of her past relationships ended on a sour note due to things she couldn't give in to. She was no slut neither was she a prostitute. She was the sister i longed for. I was the mother she prayed to have, the guidian she asked for, but i don't know if i could protect her in this situation.

Had i not come into her life at those crucial stage, she would have gone viral. A very lonely girl with parents who cared more about their career. Left in the care of a worldly niece at home, bored to the fullest. If she had given in to the ways of life, she would have been a brat: but only God knows how he does things. She was all i could have ever ask from God.

Offering assistance to her always, she was always willing to learn. Life had been going until she found pain in disguise of love. Those things should longed for, came on a day she was willing to give in. The said happiness: i never knew was bound to destroy her. His strategies maped out, his games well played like a Barcelona football match. Coming into our life with his saintly being, and taking over our beings like fear. You know when you get that feeling, the way it takes over you like a lost fortune.

Like air she couldn't spend a minute without him, i loved seeing them both together. He played his card well and i gate in to his tricks. He deceived me with those words, those same words i detest. I had given him the green light like the traffic. Forgot about my principles of keeping tabs on him, even my principles.

Life had played its card well and he enjoyed his game. He had won he thought, never about the implication, the gravity of hate he would unleash on himself.

i never asked her what she saw, in her word layed all i needed to know. She kept on calling him monster, i clearly decoded those words. I could feel in her pains in thin air, smelt the accomplishment in her breadth, saw the fears in her eyes.

"i killed him" she finally spoke up.

The End

My guys dem

zyzxx:
First follower

Second follower

Divepen thanks for those.
Whitemosquito since you are here and not participating, could you help and be observing and pointing out our flaws; i.e if time permits.

Mornq everyone and have a blessed day

Fembleez1:
Accept my apology Stuff46 , I was childish

No harm

ermh

KingzPen:
Move On... Unto the next thing Bro... Stop trying to prove a point... Just swallow the comments, digest it in private and keep delivering...

Keep The Flag Flying...

That's what i expected not the explanation. Like Elizabeth Pryse said on the introduction to her English book; that in as much as we all are English learners, we should strive to give a clear cut of the message we are passing across. Not that am saying you are wrong, but as you are still striving to make a name in writing litrature, make your work digestable to all.

No string attached bro