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*A DANCE IN THE GRAVE YARD**

Episode 3

I woke up the following morning, something
strange happened. There
was no one in the tent with me. At first I was
terrified until I heard
the sound of marching men, then I knew those
were my colleagues. “I
did not join the drill this morning, I’m in
trouble” I was thinking
about this on my mat when I notice someone
was standing in the tent
with me. I got up quickly and to my surprise it
was the Major.
“Morning sir” I greeted him. “Go back to your
mat and continue your
rest, I purposely told them not to disturb you
because I know you were
the mastermind of yesterday’s attack against
the terrorists. I know
you will be very tired. But my boy, don’t go
beyond your capability.
You are just a young soldier”. He said all
these without allowing me
say a word. He left. I didn’t understand what
he was talking about. I
was thinking that day was a bonus day for me
but that day was the
start of trouble. I was about going back to my
sleep when I noticed my
phone has been operated by someone else.
And that was the time I
understood what he was talking about. He
saw all I did about him on my
phone. What will a spoon do when a hungry
man is ready to eat than to
obey the direction of the mouth. What can a
young soldier like me do to
a Major? I knew already that I was in a mess.
How can I clean it up?
Our superb work in that area became a
worldwide story,
congratulatory and encouraging words were
coming from everywhere. I
personally received more than one hundred
messages daily. I was really
proud of my job and myself. The moment that
thrilled me the most was
when the chief of Army staff, General John
Idowu came to our camp with
press men to celebrate us. “I am really
impressed with this set of
soldiers, you are fresh and gallant. I respect
your tenacity and I
salute your courage. Listen to me and listen
good, as a vibrant
soldier that will want to become what I am
today, do not let anything
stop you from discharging your duties
effectively to this nation.
Thank you” that was the General. We
applauded him after his wonderful
speech. The general allowed questions from
soldiers. My colleagues
were asking different questions, I was actually
thinking if I should
ask my question. I summed up courage and I
raised my hands. “Sir, what
if there is a spy among us that is trying to
stop the attack against the
terrorists, what can we do?” I asked. There
was a coincidental silence
for a few seconds after which the general
answered “soldiers have
sworn an oath, so I don’t think there can be
something like that”. I
was still not convinced but I kept quiet and
sat down. Is the General
also into this conspiracy? Who knows. I was
really in a deep blue sea.
Lanre and I became so close that he knows almost everything
about my fiancee and I know his too. We talked
about them almost every
night “That your babe dey gan oo” he will
always joke with me. I told
Lanre about everything I have been facing
secretly with the Major.
“Listen, everyone of us knows that already but
how are you going to
hold him responsible. You better step back”
lanre said. “Probably
that’s what I will do. I can’t risk my life” I
responded. I was about
sleeping when I received a call
Me: hello
Unknown: leave that premises
Me: who is this?
Unknown: you will know me when you leave
the premises.
I took my gun, as soon as I left my tent, I was
apprehended by three
hefty men and I was taken to a van that is
quite far from camp. I was
blindfolded, I couldn’t shout nor do anything.
When I got inside the
van and I could see the man who was talking
to me. It was the General,
then I became relaxed a bit.
General: hello young man, you should know
me by now.
Me: yes sir.
General: what’s your name?
Me: Richard sir.
General: about the question you asked the
other day, tell me more about it
Me: there is nothing sir.
General: don’t be afraid, I know you know
something, so tell me.
I told him everything about what I saw about
Major Musa Yusuf.
Me: sir, I wouldn’t mind if I can get a transfer
sir.
General: I will not do that. What will be the
reason for me
transferring a young soldier that has not used
up to a year. I will
support you. Just tip me on all your moves.
These words were encouraging.

TBC

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*A DANCE IN THE GRAVEYARD**

Episode 2

The call of my love, Rose woke me up the
following morning. It is
always a sweet experience hearing her voice.
“Baby,I will have to call
you later. We going for our morning drill, I
love you.” That was how I
ended our conversation that morning.
It was 6:00am already, we were all out on the
open field for our
morning drills and all. As we were jogging, a
colleague of mine, Lanre
made me remember the incident of the
previous evening. “Richard, can
you see that the Major is acting funny?” He
asked me. He continued by
saying; “Is it that he doesn’t gyrate at all or
why did he behave as
if he was not happy with our success
yesterday?” . “I don’t really
know, I also observed that. But I don’t think
we have to worry about
it. Maybe he was just trying to show his ego
as the commandant and of
the highest rank in the camp” I replied him.
We continued our drill
for that day, it was hectic but as a solider, it
is bean-cake and
bread.
That time happens to be an election period in
Nigeria. A section of
us were picked and distributed to supervise
different voting centres.
We got there, everything was going on well
until a set of young men
tried to cause a riot. On like what other
military personnels will do,
myself and lanre calmed them down in a short
while without any
violence. The people there were surprised and
all they could do was
just to greet us, some even gave us money
saying they loved the way we
handled the case and they left. Voting for that
day was over and in no
time we got back to the camp. Lanre and I
were in our tent when we
were summoned by the Major. “Oh God! What
is it this time?” I asked
myself. On getting there we knew already that
he was angry, “give me
100 push-ups in one minute” he commanded
with all anger. “Who taught
you to behave like bloody civilians. Are you
foolish? Who asked you to
say any word to anybody? If anybody is trying
to prove stubborn, why
can you shoot?” He asked all these angrily.
“Shoot to kill sir?” Lanre
asked. “Yes, shoot to kill I said” the Major
replied. He ordered us
out of his tent when he was through ranting
on us. The hatred of man
began to grow in my heart. I was beginning to
suspect something about
him. what I was suspecting, I don’t really
know but I knew something
must be wrong about the man. But what will a
soldier do than to obey
orders. I didn’t know what to do.
Training continued, vote supervision continued
also for about one
week. Until another when we were all alerted
that this time, the
terrorists were coming with war thugs (military
vehicles). This time
there was no fear. Apart from handling
ammunitions, we were also
trained to be military intelligence. That day
was great, col. Yaro
shot just one bazuka (missile launcher) and
all of their vehicles were
destroyed, all other surviving terrorists were
shot dead in no time.
That particular operation took us about one
hour. As the normal
tradition, we celebrated in the evening of that
day as usual but this
time the Major was not present. “Go and call
the Major to join us in
this celebration, he should be in his tent” col.
Yaro ordered. As I
was approaching his tent, I was hearing a
different language. I peeped
to check who it was, it was definitely the
Major. That language is
never a Hausa language, it sounds like a
foreign language. While I was
thinking about all this, I suddenly heard “who
is that?” That was the
Major. “I was asked to call…….” He didn’t
allow me to finish my
statement. “Shut up! I’m coming! Now go
away.” Now I’m really
convinced that there is something wrong
about him. We continued our
celebration and ended when we were all tired.
In my tent, I couldn’t sleep and I don’t know
why. So I was just
surfing the internet, checking facebook,
instagram and other social
media to while away time and to know what is
happening in the outside
world, after being in the camp for more than
three months. After doing
all these I couldn’t sleep still, my mind went
straight to search
about Major Musa Yusuf. Google brought out
some interesting thing
about him but there was a part of my screen
that redirected me to
another page. Surprisingly, I saw a change of
name, origin and
nationality attached to his profile. That was a
convincing proof to me
that he is not among us. But who is he really?
What does he want?

TBC

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**A DANCE IN THE GRAVEYARD***

EPISODE 1

My name is Richard, I’m about to get married
to a beautiful woman.
My location right now? I will have to tell you
later.
About two years ago I was made to dance in a
graveyard. I know you
are surprised, but that is the truth. A
graveyard, a place where the
leaves obey the commandment of the smooth
and quiet wind. A place
where the birds sings for the beautiful souls of
the good in the day
and where the vultures cries for the angry
souls of the wicked in the
night. I think I’m going too emotional. Let me
tell you about myself
first.
I’m Richard Jones. A soldier of the federal
republic of Nigeria. I
really love my job.
I got admitted into the NDA, Kaduna some
years back. My experience
there was rough, tough and fun as well. Doing
a thousand push-ups was
never a burden after some time.
But as hectic as the work was, I could still fall
in love with a
beautiful lady. Her name is Rose. Rose was
different from every other
lady there. “Mr. Man, I don’t have your time”
that was what she always
tell me whenever we are together. But saying
that with her beautiful
smile tells me, there is a light at the end of
the tunnel. Eventually,
we started dating. About six months after we
started dating, we
graduated from the NDA. The celebration was
fun-filled. But I took the
opportunity to propose to Rose that day, and
guess what? She said yes
without delay. That was one of the happiest
days of my life.
Something happened that day that has never
happened during any
military graduation before. As we were
dancing and enjoying ourselves,
all of us were given letters. We were all posted
to different stations
immediately. In anxiety and fear, I opened my
letter and alas, I was
posted to Borno state.I know it was with the
intention to go and fight
against terrorism in that area. I quickly went
to Rose to check where
she was posted, I was happy she was posted
to Abuja to work as an
Officer at the headquarters.
Rose cried and cried when she knew that my
station was Borno state.
The celebration ended immediately when we
all got our letters. We were
asked to resume for duties the following
monday.
Monday came, Rose was still crying when the
aircraft that will
convey herself and some other colleagues was
about was about to take
off. “Please stay alive for me” that was the
last thing she told me
before she entered the aircraft. I was still
trying to be a man but I
didn’t know that tears was already running
through my eyes. I was
afraid but I had no choice and I actually liked
what I was about
doing, even though I knew my life was at
stack. A few hours later, a
caravan came to convey myself and others
that were posted to Borno
state.
We got to Borno state around 6:45pm, I
observed that just a few of
the senior soldiers were there, I was terrified,
thinking most of them
were dead but I was told they were transferred to Adamawa state because
the terrorists were operating at a very high
level in that area. “You
are welcome to my camp” that was Major-
General Musa Yusuf, the
commandant of the camp. He continued by
saying “here I’m your father,
your mother, your brother and even your god.
If you think you are here
to stay alive, know that many are going to die
for your reason. So
fight for your country”. “Sir, yes sir” we replied
like military men.
After the warm welcome by the commandant
and the senior soldiers, we
had a little military camp gyration. We were
oriented and we also had
fun.
We were there for weeks, training hard
everyday until one day when
the publicity section of the camp sounded an
alarm for us to get ready
because terrorists were already coming. My
heart was already in my
mouth. Col. Yaro Yaya who was a senior
colleague, led us out. “Just
follow anything I say or you die” that was his
instruction. I was
afraid. “Shoot” col. Yaya commanded. I
started shoot randomly and to
my surprise I killed two terrorists immediately.
I started building my
confidence. It took us about two hours but we
eventually conquered. We
killed about 150 of them that day. I was so
happy. I called my fiancee
and I told her everything.
When we got back to the camp, we were all
celebrating our victory
and I observed something, Major Yusuf was
not really comfortable, I
could see it in his eyes as he was going
straight to his tent. What
will make a commandant uncomfortable at the verge of victory? Who knows?

TBC

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I have been touching my nose since the begining of the update. To check if it is still intact

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More na more more.
MORE!!!

Hope shey, the kicks reseted his balls sha.

Lydia too mumu. She for grab his two balls, make she squeeze them for 30 seconds each. He go just humble.

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That is something i wish was possible now