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Deiok: Na wah for you ooh, you nor see better excuse.
You dey leave your writing magic for house?

rain wey fall this evening hook me for ring road and i leave my writing material for house.

Far away from home. No update tonight. Thanks for your understanding

Foxy_Flow: No... Go update your Anyigba thief, if not you no go see ma comment

writer's cramp things

Feed me more

tbabstobadt: ……


we dont wanna gerrit!! ...yemolistic. m back oo...ds AIS is killing me ...

PS :AIS..Android internet service

you never hear about "porting"

@mynd.. Please, how do I change the e-mail address I register with?

Spacing o.......

Deiok: Bro. Christaing scripts are not suppose to be sold, expecially stage play. Cause it use as a means of spreading the gospel and ministering to people.

are you for real? What scripts are to be sold?

Eni~girl:
final story!!! "people" all d tym why cnt u jez do sth dah wil please u huh Final update ko semi final ni.

you ain't getting it.

underage: I am still working on it. Will start as soon as am done but unlike this one, it is long and fictional

No wahala, I will be waiting....

Deiok: *following* i will also like to know any one with christain drama scripts.

how much are you willing to pay?

Deiok: Nawah ooh. This wan nah short story?.

yes.

hersweetness: I was even thinking the story hasn't even gone half and you saying it remains one update.. Wheres the 'Anyigba thief' kwanu??

people complained about the "2go love". I just wanna try my hand on something different.

suxxman: Final update kwa?

yeah! It's a short story, am trying to do something new. Many of una never notice something about the story

chistar01: Vickii roo finally writing a story *clears throat* following!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But just three updates weekly? Not cool

na now you dey know? E don tay when she begin write.

When are you starting the next story?

Eni~girl:
Abeq one mre update oh

not today. I wil update the last and final update tomorrow

Deiok: Ah. I am late ooh, so no more seat for me. Let me just peeping from the window.

Thumbs up yemi, your are improving big time. I like this title than the other one.

....***AYIGBA THIEF***....

i don thief mynd chair for you. Thanks, na una dey improve my writing skills as una dey point of errors and typo

hersweetness: No update throughout yestaday, nt evn a word at all 4rm Yemi 2day. Even if u no update, abeg jst say something. Its vry unusual for u to keep quiet all day

am sorry dear.

Dear readers,
I was not chance to update yesterday, I was very busy doing somethings.
Please bear with me, my left fingers are shaking, I think it's writer's cramp.

"why is he here? Why can't he just leave me alone" Victoria grumbled under her voice.

"Victoria!!!" Justin called from outside.

He must had seem my pair of shoes outside. So I thought.

"open the door for him" I had said to Victoria who sat on the chair by the reading table re-arranging her hair.

"you see what you cause?" she accused me.

What did I do? Why me? Why always me?

"what did I do?" I needed to know my offence.

"Victoria......I know you're inside. Open this door" Justin kept ranting.

"you made me almost sin against God" she said stil contemplanting weather to open the door for her boyfriend.

"all the kissing and romance nor be sin abi" I thought or saying that, but rather I kept quiet.

"you're making matter worst. Open the door for him" I begged her.

"I wouldn't! Let him come back home" She said.

"is that want you want?"

She nodded her head in reply.

"open the door and tell him"

She hissed at me, stood up from the chair and walked to the bathroom.

"I know you're in here. Open the door for me....." Justin said banging the door.

I was getting tire of the noise. I stood up from the foam and foolishly walked to the door.

"don't open it!"

"open the door for him"

"why should I open it?"

Different thoughts were running through my small head.

I finally made up my mind and opened the door for him.

"oh! Yemi, you're the one with her" Justin said pushing me as he entered the room.

Justin was a Degree student around my age. He was my direct opposite: he was short, fair in complexion, chubby, rich and handsome.
I sometimes wonder why Victoria chose to date a guy like that. It could only be for a reason "his money".
"what do you mean by that?" I asked, but rather he ignored my question.

He surveyed the room, walked to the kichenenth and back to the room.

"where is Victoria?" he asked.

I kept quiet while playing "Midnight Pool" on my mobile phone.

"Victoria..." he ranted.

"what do you want?" Victoria asked him from the bathroom.

"come outside" he commanded.

Just like he had charms in his mouth, Victoria came out of the bathroom.

"Justin, you slapped me?" Victoria said crying as Justin landed a hot slap on her cute face.

As a lover boy, I thought it was the best time I show her how much I love and care for her.

I stood up from the foam and grabbed Justin by his shirt.

"are you mad? Don't you have respect for ladies?" I asked the ill-mannered Justin.

"you must be stupid for asking me such question. Leave my shirt before I slap you too" he threatened.

"Yemi, please leave his shirt" Victoria pleaded on his behalf.

He was lucky. I would have taught him never to mess with a "Yoruba boy wey grow for Benin".

I released his shirt and walked to Victoria.

"it's okay! Stop crying" I consoled her with my hand round her shoulder.

"get out of my room" she shouted at Justin.

"are you asking me out of your house?" Justin asked.

"just get out and never you come back" she replied him.

Justin looked at me with a "i-go-kill-you" face and angrily walked out of the room.

"it's okay!" I consoled her.

"leave me alone. You're the cause of all this" she fired at me and removed my hand from her shoulder.

I learnt to always leave people alone when they are unhappy or angry. I picked me notebook and handout from the reading table and walked home.

Going home was the problem. The problem was nature had a different plan for me.

Wishing you quick recovery. Hope it ain't because of sleepless night?

underage: 1. What do you think of my story?

The story was nice and touching. It made me remember the one I once loved.

underage: 2. What corrections and
advices would you like to give me to improve my writing?

corrections: writers like mynd, HBG, ishilove e.t.c can help you in this area, am not too good in it.
Advice: Read more, write more, be it fictional or non-fictional.