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The Story of

My Life
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Table of Contents
1.

Story: The Story of My Life...Episode 1

2.

Story: The Story of My Life...Episode 2

3.

Story: The Story of My Life...Episode 3

4.

Story: The Story of My Life...Episode 4

5.

Story: The Story of My Life...Episode 5

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Story: The Story of My Life...Episode 6

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Story: The Story of My Life...Episode 7

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Story: The Story of My Life...Episode 8

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Story: The Story of My Life...Episode 9

10. Story: The Story of My Life...Episode 10


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Story: The Story of My Life...Episode 11

12. Story: The Story of My Life...Episode 12


13. Story: The Story of My Life...Episode 13
14. Story: The Story of My Life...Episode 14
15. Story: The Story of My Life...Episode 15
16. Story: The Story of My Life...Episode 16
17. Story: The Story of My Life...Episode 17
18. Story: The Story of My Life...Episode 18
19. Story: The Story of My Life...Episode 19
20. Story: The Story of My Life...Episode 20
21. Story: The Story of My Life...Episode 21
22. Story: The Story of My Life...Episode 23
23. Story: The Story of My Life...Episode 22
24. Story: The Story of My Life...Episode 26
25. Story: The Story of My Life...Episode 25

26. Story: The Story of My Life...Episode 24


27. Story: The Story of My Life...Episode 27
28. Story: The Story of My Life...Episode 28
29. Story: The Story of My Life...Episode 29
30. Story: The Story of My Life...Episode 30
31. Story: The Story of My Life...Episode 31
32. Story: The Story of My Life...Episode 32
33. Story: The Story of My Life...Episode 33
34. Story: The Story of My Life...Episode 34
35. Story: The Story of My Life...Episode 35
36. Story: The Story of My Life...Episode 36
37. Story: The Story of My Life...Episode 37
38. Story: The Story of My Life...Episode 38
39. Story: The Story of My Life...Episode 39

40. Story: The Story of My Life...Episode 40


41. Story: The Story of My Life...Episode 41
42. Story: The Story of My Life...Episode 42
43. Story: The Story of My Life...Episode 43
44. Story: The Story of My Life...Episode 44
45. Story: The Story of My Life...Episode 45
46. Story: The Story of My Life...Episode 46
47. Story: The Story of My Life...Episode 47 (Final
Episode)
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Story: The Story of My


Life...Episode 1
by Olajide, Oduniyi. D

The Story of My Life..


.....Episode 1
My name is Ruth. The story of my life is not a rare/strange one, many girls
have headed on this same path and am very pretty sure many more will do
same, but for as many that will take out time to read this story through, I do
hope that you get to learn from my mistake.
I'll highly recommend you share this story with others so they can benefit also
from this.
Thanks!
__________
I am from a deeply religious family, my parents have been very strict in raising
i and my siblings. Growing up in the house of Mr and Mrs Olatunde was hard
enough. My dad is a typical Ogbomosho man, strong, commanding and
intelligent. He hardly tolerates any nuisance. He handled us with an iron fist.
We had strict rules & guidelines, and whoever disobeyed was severely
punished.

My parents are also very religious people. We are devout Catholics, no one in
my house was permitted to miss a mass, even if you were sick, it had better be
Ebola virus, else you must be in church.
I was quite active too, i was an alter girl, I also joined the legion of Mary.
My life revolved around 3 places; school, home and church. I dare not step out
of the house for a minute without a vivid reason. I attended a girls-only
school, so boys were off limits. Mum and dad took every little opportunity to
remind me that as the last born and only girl, i was so precious to them. They
wanted me to grow into a decent woman, who would make them proud. I was
everyone's pet. My elder brothers David and Daniel were always there for me.
Though 4 and 2 years older than me respectively, we were best of friends.
At 16, i was a shy, easy going princess. I had developed quite well for my age. I
had a slim figure, I had a fairly good height for a lady with gently curved hips.
My gentle dark eyeballs reflected my light African skin. I was a beauty to
behold, and mum always reminded me of that. She had warmed me
repeatedly never to go near boys, whom according to her were Wolves who
are ready to devour" waiting to plunder and destroy my future.(That was their
simple and single illustration about boys)
Dad kept a tight leash on me. Every Friday he would drive me to church
practice, and pick me up when I'm done. Other kids made fun of me for being
a daddy's girl". I protested and declared that i was old enough to find my way
to the church. Hence dad agreed that David should take me instead. He gave
us a stern warning "you must never divert on your way to church!"
I was glad at last that i had gained a part of my freedom, Little did daddy know
that Friday's practice in church would be the beginning of the greatest mistake
of my life.
Sit back, Relax & Grab a can of coke and chips cos the story has just started.
To be continued....
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Story: The Story of My


Life...Episode 2
by Olajide, Oduniyi. D

The Story of My Life...


....Episode 2
Friday came as usual, i got dressed for church practice. David and I strolled
along to the church. This was the first time I'd be going to church practice
without my father looking over my shoulder, i felt like i have been in a cage all
my life and was just set free.
Although David attends practice always, he has never gone with my dad
before. He always came up with one excuse to leave earlier or later than us, or
to drag behind long after dad picks me up. At 20 dad trusted him a little more
than me. He was a student in UNILAG, so there was little dad could do to
monitor him. We got to church about 20 minutes before practice time, and we
parted ways. David went with his fellow-man servants, while I left with my
friends Sarah and Hannah.
Sarah and Hannah were the only close friends i have, we attend the same
secondary school, and attend practice together. They were about my age too.
Mum knows them very well, and had banned me from associating with them.
Both of them were very popular in church and school, for a particular reason i

can't fathom. Sarah in particular always filled my ear with stories of various
guys he has been engaged with and how they took care of her, most of whom
had either just returned from US or Dubai. She had a lot of expensive stuff to
showcase every week. She spends her weekends in highbrow hotels in the
remote part of Lagos. Sarah knew how to have fun, she had an exciting life
going for her.
My reason for choosing this two fun-loving class of friend is a question i can't
answer. I just love it when they gist me about how great and smooth their life
has been cause of the freedom they enjoy (So I thought). I'm often left to
bemoan my own lonely little life, in the cell my parents had created. Hannah
did not have the same freedom as Sarah, her parents were just like mine. But
unlike me, Sarah knew how to get around her parents. I knew she had a
boyfriend, so I guess i was the one always left out. I kept thinking about how
boring my life was all through the practice.
The day's practice went by pretty fast, we were done and ready to leave. It was
about 4:30 pm, so I was heading towards the gate hoping to meet my brother
David somewhere along the way. I was quite confused when I discovered that
only a handful of us were heading home. Others, including my friends were
hanging around. Even David was nowhere in sight. So I turned around, and
went back to the church compound to search for him. I know dad would be
furious if i returned late.
On my way back, I sighted Sarah from afar, deeply involved in a conversation
with a guy who is a member of the church also. His name is Matthew, he is a
little older than us. He was a tall, dark-skinned handsome guy. I have seen him
around a lot of times, he was a popular face. I stood far from them for a while,
hoping that the conversation will end soon, and Matthew will leave. I don't like
being around guys for whatsoever reason, maybe because of the environment
i grew up in or maybe it's because of the strict warning mum and dad gave me
about guys, "Guys are Wolves" so they said!..
There's a strange way i feel towards Matthew which is widely different from
the irritation i feel towards other guys around, i get nervous whenever he
came around or when we sit closer to each other during practice. He had this
humble, soft, gentle and sweet nature, whenever I spoke to him. I must admit
that most times, after practice I spend my entire night thinking about him.
I was so deep in my thoughts that I did not notice Matthew walking towards
me. Hey" his cool baritone voice jerked me back to reality. "Wow! You are still

around, how come? I immediately looked down, trying to gather words to


reply. I knew what to say in my head, but the problem is that my head had
been disconnected from my mouth. I only stuttered a few words, only God
knew if he understood me. I had barely finished a sentence when I heard my
name from nowhere. David and Sarah ran towards me, exchanged greetings
with Matthew and informed me that we would be leaving much later. He said
he had other things to attend to. I was almost furious, cos i knew dad would
so mad at me.
Sarah noticed my indignation, and quickly intercepted, Cant you see everyone
is still around? Come on let's have fun". Before Sarah finished her sentence,
David was already on his way out of sight. I resigned to wait. Sarah, Matthew
and I walked towards the church hall. Matthew tried to grab hold of my hand, I
quickly moved my hand away. All my thought was on how dad will get mad at
me if I arrive home late on my very first day of gaining freedom from him.
To be continued....

Story: The Story of My


Life...Episode 3
by Olajide, Oduniyi. D

The Story of My Life...


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......Episode 3
The three of us (Sarah Matthew & I) eventually walked to a secluded part of
the church. It was a building under construction. It would serve as the
pastorium for the parish priest after its completion. I have never been inside
the building before, i only see it from a distance. It was quite neat inside, not
as littered with nails and plank as I would have thought. The planks were
neatly arranged on pieces of blocks to form a kind of bench, it was as if it was
a regular meeting point.
I sat down comfortably, on one of the make shift benches, Matthew sat beside
me. And Sarah sat on a different bench, at the other end of the room. She
immediately brought out her phone and started playing her favorite game,
Temple Run.
Matthew focused all his attention on me, he communicated in a way that
made me feel more comfortable with him. That was the day I got to know that

he too was a student at UNILAG. He told me a lot about himself, and not
before long, he spoke on the part that he was genuinely interested in me
which I gave no response to. He asked about my family thereafter, and why he
has never seen me around after practice. I managed to find words to explain
my parents attitude to him, and how much I missed going out. He understood
how boring my life was.
After much talking and encouraging me, Matthew told me I wasn't the only
one with strict parents. He assured me that his parents were once like that,
but he found a way to cope and brake loose from such bondage after he was
of age. He told me he could help me handle my parents.
There was a long pause in our conversation, all the while I was looking at the
floor (I was shy a bit i guess). Matthew moved a little closer, held my hand with
one hand, and began to speak in a gentle and captivating voice. Ruth, you are
the most beautiful girl I have ever known, I think about you everyday, but I
have never had the chance to tell you how I really feel about you" (Seriously? I
asked myself that question) he pulled my chin, looked straight into my eyes,
and whispered softly " Ruth, I love you" I felt as if my heart was going to burst,
it was beating so fast. No one has ever told me that before.
The whole world stopped before my very eyes. (That was just the expression I
felt). I couldn't say anything, I didn't even know what to say. I just know that I
spend my night thinking about him too, he didn't seem like the wolf" my
mum described guys to be. I was so lost in my own thoughts, i barely noticed
when he brought his phone out, typed in something, and put it back in his
pocket. I was still lost in my thoughts and fantasies when Sarah's phone
buzzed from the other end of the building. I noticed she read something from
her phone and that prompted her up from her seat, she came closer towards
us and told me she was going to ease herself.
To be continued
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Story: The Story of My


Life...Episode 4
by Olajide, Oduniyi. D

The Story of My Life..


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........Episode 4
We Just kept looking at each other's eyes, for the first time, I looked at him
without turning my face away. My heart was beginning to melt deep down
inside, it was just like a dream come true. He had really innocent eyes, his gaze
was pure and directed, he barely blinked. For once, I noticed his pink thin lips,
they looked so lovely. His eyes made me flutter inside.
I felt weak and vulnerable. He moved his hands to my cheeks, gently brushing
them. Cold shivers ran down my spine. This is a great sin am about to commit,
I said to myself, I felt guilty inside. He pulled me closer and kissed me. I was
scared to death, I wanted to resist this, but I knew I did not want this to end.
It was my first kiss, something I never thought I could experience this early
being in the custody of my strict parent. Suddenly, he pulled his lips away
from mine, got up and started apologizing profusely " I'm sorry Ruth, I didn't
mean to do that, I was just carried away, i didn't mean it please. Don't be

offended".
I stood up, feeling a little disappointed. I didn't want the sensation to end. I
grabbed his shirt, pulled him closer to myself and kissed him. I could tell he
was a little startled, even my own boldness surprised me, was I stupid or
something?. I have never felt anything like this before. Why then did mum lie
to me that guys are not different from a wolf? I asked myself, cos the
experience of my first encounter with a guy felt like living in heaven...
Suddenly, someone shouted from the window, " Children of Satan! I have
caught you today".
*Shocked*...What have i gotten myself into?..
We both turned around, and behold it was the Catechist. He started walking
menacingly towards us. I hid behind Matthew, and buried my head in his back.
I was deeply ashamed. Reality had struck me. The Catechist is a friend of our
family, he and my dad were in the church planning committee. He has always
praised my dad for having well-behaved children. I knew i was in big trouble,
there was no way I was going to get out of this, at least not without some
lashes from my father.
The Catechist tried to snatch me away from Mathew's back, but we kept
turning him in circles. He grew angry, and slapped Matthew. Matthew stood
motionless, holding his face in his palm, as the Catechist snatched me from
behind him. "You this lady, what have you turned to all of a sudden?" He lifted
his hands, and aimed a slap at my face. I shut my eyes tightly, anticipating the
sting from the slap. It never came. After a few seconds, i slowly opened my
eyes, and looked up. Matthew had intercepted the slap, he held the Catechist's
hand in the air as they struggled. Sarah hurriedly walked into the building, she
was shell-shocked when she saw Matthew and the catechist.
I could see the disbelief in her eyes as she held her mouth in her palm. She
beckoned on me to follow her, and bolted away. As i took the first step
towards my escape, the catechist shouted will you stop there" I froze. He let
go of Matthew, and grabbed hold of my hand. I will take you to your father
personally, he must know that you are now a prostitute" he taunted.
At this point, tears began to roll down my cheeks, i fell on my knees pleading
and sobbing, promising never to repeat this mistake. Matthew joined the
begging but all to no avail. He dragged me out of the building, all the way to

his motorcycle, order me to climb on, and zoomed off, to my father's house. I
was shedding tears all the way, i know my father will be at home at this time.
How bad can this get? I kept wondering as tears flowed freely.
To be continued.....
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Story: The Story of My


Life...Episode 5
by Olajide, Oduniyi. D

The Story of My Life...


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.....Episode 5
My house was a 5 minute drive from church, We arrived in no time. The
catechist jumped off the bike like a professional high jumper.
The look on his face was one of excitement rather than anger, I couldn't
understand why. Maybe he has been looking for my downfall for long, who
knows! He banged repeatedly on the gate with so much vigor, as if he was
trying to drive a nail through it with his bare palm.
Yes? Come in", an obviously irritated voice replied from the compound.
The gate flew open, and I was surprise to see David. How did he get home
before me? I wondered. He too was bewildered to see me soaked in tears,
with the catechist maintaining a firm grip on my hand, as if I was a criminal.
Good evening sir" he muttered.
Is your father at home?" The catechist queried..
Yes but

He interrupted before David could finish the statement. He pushed him out of
the way, and dragged me along, I was already sobbing uncontrollably. David
locked the gate quickly, and ran after us.
The sitting room door flew open, there was my father. He was lying on the
sofa with a copy of the Hear My Story" Story written by Olajide, Oduniyi D.,
covering his face. His glasses Hung on his nose. He was so engrossed to notice
who just entered the sitting room.
"Ekurole sir" the catechist greeted in Yoruba language.
My father recognized the voice, and quickly sat up on the sofa. He turned
around, and immediately saw me cringing behind the catechist, sobbing
loudly. He sprang up from his seat, and rushed towards me.
Ruth, are you okay? Where have you been, what happened to you?.
The catechist jumped in.
You won't believe were i saw your daughter just now. This small girl is now a
prostitute"
My father was startled, a look of confusion enveloped his face.
"What is he talking about?" He quizzed, directing a stern gaze at me.
The catechist continued. " you know that house we are building for Reverend
father, the one at the other end of our compound. I have been going there to
inspect the place for more than one month now, each time i go there every
Saturday morning, i always pick up condom sachet, and even used condoms. I
wondered how this was made possible in the church premises. So today I said
I must go and see what is always happening there every Friday and to know
the perpetrators of such ungodly act.
On getting, behold! I saw your daughter, with that useless boy called Matthew.
The position i met them both ehn! I was really shocked. Even when i wanted to
correct them, the boy started fighting me"
Enough!" Thundered my father. He turned towards me with blood shut eyes,
Ruth, so you have decided to disgrace me? After all my discipline?"
No daddy, I did not.
A slap landed on my cheeks before I could finish. I had barely recovered from
the shock of the slap, before my father took off his slippers and began to give
me a thorough beating of my life. I tried to run away, but daddy grabbed hold
of me, threw me to the floor and kicked me, he was just to strong for me to
take any action.
"You want to bring shame to my name? You want to make me a laughing
stock? So this is why you wanted to go to practice alone eh? So that you can

turn to another thing . You refused to come home with your brother. I will kill
you before you disgrace me. Foolish!".
I was on the floor, wailing and screaming in pain.
My immediate elder brother Daniel rushed out from his room. My agonizing
screams must have alerted him. He rushed straight at me on the floor, and
shielded me from my father's wrath and slippers.
Daniel get out of my sight, let me kill this prostitute" Dad roared.
No, daddy, It's enough, she is the only sister i have, maybe you should kill two
of us." Daniel fired back.
Dad struck him in the head with the slippers, before putting it back on.
Your mother will continue from where i stop when she returns from work" he
said, As he made his way towards his room.
Daniel helped me up to my feet, the catechist and David were nowhere at
sight, as he carried me off to my bedroom.
I laid motionless on my bed, staring at the ceiling with tears falling freely from
my eyes. my whole body ached. A lot of thoughts rushed through my mind.
I was truthfully guilty, but the catechist exaggerated & fabricated the whole
event that ensued between I & Matthew. Daddy did not even listen to me. He
now thinks I am a....
Well maybe mummy will listen to me, she will understand that I am not a bad
girl. This is just a feeling I couldn't control cos i've never felt this before. All I
needed at this moment is just parental care, guidance and advise instead of
the beating am getting.
I await mum's reaction on the matter as I lay on my bed.
To be continued....
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Story: The Story of My


Life...Episode 6
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The Story of My Life...


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.....Episode 6
I must have been in the room for close to two hours, lost in my own thoughts.
I wasn't crying anymore. A blank stare registered on my face.
My door flew open suddenly, the sound of the door knob slapping the
opposite wall jolted me back to reality. I must have been so carried away, I
didn't notice she had returned from work.
She hasn't undressed at all, she was still wearing her white gown. It was her
uniform. She is a nurse, who runs her own maternity somewhere in a local
community in Lagos, Ajegunle.
Her presence brought about another round of tears. I actually thought she
was going to pacify me, or at least hear my part of the whole situation.
But the look on her face told a different story. It was a look of indignation and
outright disappointment. She stood there looking at me for a few seconds
before she finally spoke out.

So you have started sleeping with those small small boys in church abi?"
Mummy i did not.."
Shut up"
It wasn't. "
Keep quiet, i said! Now tell me, how long have you been sleeping with him?"
Mummy, it's a lie, I didn't sleep with anyone, i have not done it before, I'm a
virgin i swear.i replied, crying, hoping my tears would convince her.
Hmmm, we will see about that, I'm coming" she said, as she walked away
from my room.
I stayed on my bed, confused, and wondering what my mum was up to. I
couldn't tell if she believed me or not. At least she hasn't added to my father's
torture,yet.
Twenty minutes passed, i must have been falling asleep when my door flew
open again. My mum was back. She had taken off her uniform. She was
wearing a t-shirt and shorts. She was clutching on to a pair of surgical gloves.
Gently, she locked the door, and began to wear the gloves.
A lot ran through my mind. Why did she lock my door? What does she need
surgical gloves for? Today was the day all my affection for my mum died and
was buried!
To be continued tomorrow....
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Story: The Story of My


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The Story of My Life....


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......Episode 7
Take off your pant and spread your legs", my mum ordered. (That was how
strict my mum was)
But why?" I inquired
You said you are a virgin right? Oya let me check whether your hymen is still
intact or you are deceiving me"
Those words hit me like a bolt of lightening. The very thought of my mum
inspecting my virgin hole infuriated me. My countenance changed, i started to
cry again.
No mum, you can't do that, It's degrading. I won't let you touch me"
David! Daniel! Come here" My mum shouted from my room.
"If you won't co-operate with me, i ll tell them to hold you down for me, It's
either me and you, or you allow all the men in this house to see your
nakedness today"

David and Daniel were already outside my door, inquiring why my mum
wanted them. My crying intensified, a feeling of frustration enveloped me.
Oya I'm waiting, or should i open the door for them?" My mum said
impatiently.
Slowly, i obeyed her, with tears gushing out of my eyes in torrents.
I laid still, and moved my legs apart. What she was looking for, or hoping to
find I had no idea.
By the time she was through, i wasn't crying anymore. My countenance
changed. It wasnt just sadness anymore. I was bitter. A feeling of anger and
hatred overwhelmed me.
My mum, propped herself up, and walked away, without saying a word to me.
She probably discovered i had told the truth, but pride and shame won't let
her apologize.
I turned around and looked at the wall clock, it was almost 1 AM, i have been
deep in thought for hours. My mind went over the day's activities.
My parents have locked me in a cage, my mum humiliated me. My father
wants to kill me. I felt alone and depressed.
There was only one ray of sunshine for me today. Somebody loves me. He
told me himself. I had never felt so loved before.
Despite all that happened today, i ll do anything to get that kiss again, to fall
helplessly into his caring arms.
He 'll be my shoulder to cry on. I must see Matthew again, no matter what it
takes. He alone can help me find happiness in this little world of mine where
no one cares about my happiness.
But how do i escape from the watchful eyes of my parents? I know after today,
dad will never allow me attend practice again. But i must find a way, i know
just the right people who can help me. Sarah and Hannah. I can't wait to see
them.
To be continued...
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Story: The Story of My


Life...Episode 8
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The Story of My Life...


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....Episode 8
I spent my Saturday in isolation, i barely came out of my room or talked to
anybody. The only person who bordered to find out how I was doing was
Daniel. My mum only came to remind me to eat. I never felt true love from
peopled more closer to me. So i thought!
Sunday came along with a lot of promise for me. The thought of seeing
Mathew again put a smile on my face. I felt that usual flutter inside me again. I
kept wondering how I would see him without my parents finding out.
I got up slowly from my bed, and walked lazily to the sitting room. My family
had already started morning devotion. I found some space beside Daniel, and
knelt down in front of the statue of virgin Mary.
All through the prayer, I merely mumbled some incoherent words. My mind
and heart were far removed from the prayer. All I could think about was
meeting Matthew again.

The devotion ended. I got up quickly, hoping to dash out of sight before
anyone noticed my presence.
Ruth come back here, we are not finished with you" My father's voice halted
me in my strides.
I turned around with a frown on my face, and hands folded across my chest.
My parents had already taken up seats side by side.
Sit down," My mum ordered.
"I'm okay like this" I replied, looking upwards with disgust. I have never replied
my parents like this before. I guess times have changed.
My father cleared his throat and continued.
You have now decided to bring shame upon me. To the extent that you now
sleep with small boys in the house of God.."
Daddy i did not."
Shut up!" My dad shouted, getting up from his seat,
"If you interrupt me again I'll break your head" He thundered.
As menacing as he sounded, i was largely unmoved. The anger that had built
up in my heart far exceeded the fear I had for my father.
Hence forth", He continued, in a harsh and authoritative tone. " You will not
go to that practice again. Infact go and tell them you are no longer part of
them"
Apart from church and school, do not leave this house to any place. If I see
you with that useless boy, or any boy for that matter, i ll kill both you with my
bare handssilly child"
"Okay, is that all?" I asked, in a mocking tone.
My friend get out of here" my mum replied, obviously irritated by my attitude.
I turned around, and walked lazily towards my bathroom. I wasn't ready to do
any house chores. Whoever wanted me to work, will have to kill me first, i
resolved in my heart. Thankfully, nobody disturbed me.
I returned from the bathroom, with a towel tied around my body,
I stood in front of my mirror, admiring myself. For once I appreciated how
pretty I was and i flashed back to Matthew's compliment on my beauty.
I opened my drawer, and brought out all my make up accessories, which in
total included a comb, face powder and body cream. My mum wouldn't allow
anything else. I applied everything meticulously, making sure it was all perfect.

I looked through my wardrobe, searching for my favourite gown. It was a black


dinner gown with touch of gold, tailor-made to my body. It brought out my
exact shape, and this made me love the gown more.
I stared at the mirror, turning from side to side, making sure I looked perfect. I
wanted Matthew to admire me today, if i get the chance to meet him.
It was all perfect, as i stepped outside to meet my parents in the car outside.
My mum had her eyes fixed on me, as i took every step towards the car. I
could guess exactly what was going on in her mind. We zoomed off. Today, i ll
find a way to out smart my parents. I had an ally.
To be continued...
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......Episode 10
Lets meet at the back beside the children church, please wait till service
starts"
I became impatient after reading those words. I couldn't wait for the service to
start. I kept adjusting myself on my seat.
Although there was no name on the note, it was Sarah's handwriting. The
Children Church" refers to a small building at one corner of the church
compound.
The sight of the reverend father walking up to the altar made my heart beat
faster. The time to leave is gradually coming.
The reverend welcomed everyone to the day's service. People scrambled to
find their seats around. The entire auditorium was rowdy for a while.
Slowly, normalcy was starting to return. Everyone sat down, and the day's
service was opened with a hymn.

My heart and soul were completely detached from the church. All I could
focus on was how to leave the hall without arousing my parent's suspicion.
I got up from my seat, and moved closer to my mum. I bent down and
whispered into her ear.
I want to buy sanitary pad, my period has suddenly started"
Didn't you know it would start today? Are you a small child, she answered in a
rather irritated tone.
It happens unexpectedly sometimes", which was a lie.
My mum put her hands in her purse, and brought out a #500naira note.
Hurry before you stain yourself"
I get to accomplish my mission, and also get paid for it, I thought to myself as I
made my way out of the hall.
A feeling of eagerness, and excitement coupled with a little guilt dominated
my heart. I wondered if Matthew was waiting for me there.
The church compound was much quiet now. The walk way was nearly devoid
of people, save for a few people who were probably on a mission too.
I headed straight to the description on the note. I could see a car parked
almost behind the house, a black, Toyota corolla, it had tinted Windows
making it impossible to see who was inside.
Sarah was standing right next to the car as I approached. She opened the
door to the back seat, and waved at me to go in.
My heartbeat raced as i saw Matthew inside the car. A smile enveloped my
face. I could barely hide my excitement. He smiled back at me, and hugged
me really tight.
He held my chin, and drew me closer to himself for a kiss. I closed my eyes,
anticipating when a hard knock on the car window sharply interrupted our
kiss. It was Sarah, she was trying to warn us of something.
I looked around, and saw my mother walking towards our location, with fury
and haste, clutching on to my bible.
It suddenly hit me, i left the note in my bible. My mum must have found it.
God, I'm in trouble again I said to myself.
Matthew saw the troubled look on my face. He smiled, and told me to calm
down. Sarah will take care of this.
I doubted him, my mum was quite a detective.
How do i get outta this without lashes from my dad again?
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......Episode 10
Lets meet at the back beside the children church, please wait till service
starts"
I became impatient after reading those words. I couldn't wait for the service to
start. I kept adjusting myself on my seat.
Although there was no name on the note, it was Sarah's handwriting. The
Children Church" refers to a small building at one corner of the church
compound.
The sight of the reverend father walking up to the altar made my heart beat
faster. The time to leave is gradually coming.
The reverend welcomed everyone to the day's service. People scrambled to
find their seats around. The entire auditorium was rowdy for a while.
Slowly, normalcy was starting to return. Everyone sat down, and the day's
service was opened with a hymn.

My heart and soul were completely detached from the church. All I could
focus on was how to leave the hall without arousing my parent's suspicion.
I got up from my seat, and moved closer to my mum. I bent down and
whispered into her ear.
I want to buy sanitary pad, my period has suddenly started"
Didn't you know it would start today? Are you a small child, she answered in a
rather irritated tone.
It happens unexpectedly sometimes", which was a lie.
My mum put her hands in her purse, and brought out a #500naira note.
Hurry before you stain yourself"
I get to accomplish my mission, and also get paid for it, I thought to myself as I
made my way out of the hall.
A feeling of eagerness, and excitement coupled with a little guilt dominated
my heart. I wondered if Matthew was waiting for me there.
The church compound was much quiet now. The walk way was nearly devoid
of people, save for a few people who were probably on a mission too.
I headed straight to the description on the note. I could see a car parked
almost behind the house, a black, Toyota corolla, it had tinted Windows
making it impossible to see who was inside.
Sarah was standing right next to the car as I approached. She opened the
door to the back seat, and waved at me to go in.
My heartbeat raced as i saw Matthew inside the car. A smile enveloped my
face. I could barely hide my excitement. He smiled back at me, and hugged
me really tight.
He held my chin, and drew me closer to himself for a kiss. I closed my eyes,
anticipating when a hard knock on the car window sharply interrupted our
kiss. It was Sarah, she was trying to warn us of something.
I looked around, and saw my mother walking towards our location, with fury
and haste, clutching on to my bible.
It suddenly hit me, i left the note in my bible. My mum must have found it.
God, I'm in trouble again I said to myself.
Matthew saw the troubled look on my face. He smiled, and told me to calm
down. Sarah will take care of this.
I doubted him, my mum was quite a detective.
How do i get outta this without lashes from my dad again?
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My heart almost came to a stop as my mum approached the car. I was quite
uneasy. Matthew placed his hand across my lips, to ensure I stay calm and
quiet.
My mum walked up to our location, and began to look around. She went
inside the children church and came out. She came around the back, towards
the car.
She headed straight for Sarah, who was leaning on the car. I bent down
quickly, to avoid her eagle eyes. Matthew assured me again that my mum
couldn't see us from outside.
Where is Ruth", she asked, looking around suspiciously.
"I don't know ma, i haven't seen her today" Sarah replied.
Young lady, don't tell me lies, are you not the one she is planning to meet
here?"

"Me? No ma , i don't know where she is oh"


"Who wrote her this note?" My mum asked as she handed the note over to
Sarah.
Oh, ma its me, but i gave it to her last week. We were suppose to have a
rehearsal here during service. You know she is one of us,"
So what are you doing here now"? My mum probed further.
"We just finished another rehearsal here just now, i'm about to leave now."
So were are the others then?"
They have all gone, i was just checking myself in the mirror, that's why you
met me ma" she said, pointing at the car's side mirror.
My mum looked at Sarah, with an expression of disgust on her face. Frisking
her from head to toe with her eyes.
Sarah was heavily made up, she owned every single make up accessory a
woman can have, and she had no restraint about using them. My mum hated
make up.
Oya, get inside the church, mass has started" my mum ordered her.
My mum stood, as Sarah began to walk away slowly. Sarah was a talented liar.
Weather her lies were premeditated, or spontaneous, it was hard to tell the
difference.
When Sarah was out of sight, my mum took a walk around the car, perhaps
admiring It's beauty. I could see her through the tinted windows. My heart
sank when she bent down, and adjusted her head tie, using the side mirror.
Perhaps she would have seen me if she turned.
As my mum walked towards the church hall, i knew it was time for me to
leave. I have been gone for nearly . The longer I stay here, the closer I am to
getting caught.
As soon as my mum was out of sight, I told Matthew I had to go.
But common, she is gone now, we can spend a little time together, i really
miss you Ruth." Matthew said, in his usual gentle and pleasing voice.
As tempting as those words sounded, I knew i really had to go. If i take long, I
don't know which excuse to give my mum. I have never been good at lying.
Matthew, I'm sorry, I have to go, my mum will come looking for me again."
But when can I see you again? I 'll like to hang out with you" He asked, with a
sad look on his face.
I don't know, I'm only allowed to go to church and school, i can't leave the

house"
There was a look of disappointment on Matthew's face, he seemed a little
frustrated. Deep down in my own heart, I'd love to hang out with him. But
there was nothing i could do about it. My parents were everywhere.
What if I pick you up from school?"
I greeted the question with a look of confusion on my face,
How? " I asked. Still very confused.
I 'll come and pick you with a friend's car during break, i ll bring you back
quickly. No one will notice you were gone. Sarah will tell you how to leave the
school.
My mind went blank for sometime. I knew Sarah and Hannah usually sneaks
out of the school during breaks, but I had never followed them. I had no
reason to. I still wondered how they were able to leave and return unnoticed
and what actually was their mission out there.
I have always participated in the goodies they bring back from where ever they
go.
I was really scared, but I had to accept. It was worth the risk, so i thought.
I unlocked the door, and attempted to leave, Matthew held me back, and
pulled me closer to himself.
My head wanted to go, but my heart had a different plan, I was still consumed
in my thoughts when he kissed me.
We 'll continue from here, Promise?"
Yes"
Okay" he said, licking his lips in a seductive manner. I never knew what that
meant. I had no idea what i had just promised.
As i walked back to the auditorium, my eye-ball kept dancing from side to side,
incase someone had spotted me coming out of the car.
As i approached my parents seat, my heart began to beat faster. I felt like a
thief, i just hoped the guilt i felt in my heart hasn't registered on my face. I
stole a quick glance at my mum's face. She was still holding on to the note.
When did Sarah give you this?" She asked as soon as I sat.
Last week." I replied her.
My mum gave me a long suspicious look, and turned her attention to the
altar.

I was really nervous, but all I could think about was meeting Matthew on
Monday. I had made him a promise, even if I barely understood the nature of
the promise.
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It was a beautiful gold wrist watch, worth all the money spent on it. The most
expensive watch I have ever owned cost 800 Naira, it was a birthday gift from
my brother, Daniel.
Where is your phone? Let's snap some pictures" Matthew said, stretching his
hands towards me, hoping to collect it.
"I don't have a phone" I replied, feeling very much embarrassed.
I was practically the only one in my class who did not have a phone. I had
requested for one, but my parents insisted I must get done with secondary
school before owning one.
Seriously? But Why? Matthew persisted further
My parents didn't buy for me" I stammered,
"Which phone will you like to buy?" Matthew asked pointing towards the
opposite section where they sell phones.

Anyone will do"


"I know what to get you darling"
He led me to the mobile phone catalog. Lots of phones were on open display,
it would be really cool to own one of these I told myself.
I was busy admiring one phone after another, I hardly listened to the
conversation between Matthew and the attendant.
He packaged one of the mobile phones, and handed it over to Matthew.
We walked up to a female cashier at the counter, presented the wrist watch
and the mobile phone to her, after which she wrote a receipt and tore it out
and she packaged our goodies in a customized polythene bag.
Matthew brought out his wallet and gave the cashier his ATM card.
She took it from him, swiped it across a machine (POS) and handed it back to
him.
We walked back to the car. Hannah and Joseph had not arrived yet, so we
waited patiently for them in the car.
Matthew took my hand, and fastened the wrist watch to it.
I looked at my hand, and smiled sheepishly.
Its beautiful" I said in between a gentle smile.
Just like you Ruth, I love you"
Those words had a way of making me feel weak and vulnerable, I began to
feel like a princess. Everything seemed genuine to me.
I love you too", was my reply, as I turned to avoid his gaze. I have not said
those words to anyone before.
Matthew gently lifted my chin, and looked straight into my eyes. I knew that
look, I knew what it meant. I had that feeling in my stomach again.
He drew my face closed to himself, and planted a kiss on my lips
The sound of Matthew's ring tone interrupted our activity. He broke the kiss,
and let go of me. I sat back on my chair, still wishing we would continue.
(Foolish Me)
Matthew brought out his phone, and answered his call.
Bros, we still dey wait oh"
Okay na, quick drop am for school oh"
Matthew put his phone back in his pocket and turned towards me again.
That was Joseph, he and your friend are staying a little longer inside, they
won't be coming with us"
How will she get back to school?" I asked, feeling a little worried.
He will bring her when they are through"

There was a little silence, i faced the opposite direction looking outside the
window.
So, what about us? We still have , I'd love to show you were I stay, can I take
you there please" Matthew turned my head around gently.
I wanted to refuse, I knew I have had enough for one day. But i was too weak
to say No.i simply nodded my head in agreement. He started the engines
and drove off.
A lot of thoughts rushed through my head, as we journeyed to his house. I
couldn't believe this was me. I am taking a very bold step, i do not know how it
will turn out.
With this my state of ecstasy, it would take divine intervention to hold myself
together. I do not want to lose my virginity just yet, my mother may inspect
again.
I resolved in my heart to refuse his advancement and control my emotion this
time around, but will Matthew let me off after spending so much? I wondered
quietly.
What happened that day revealed something else about Matthew.
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The usual traffic in Lagos ensured that I was almost late for school. My mum
dropped me off exactly three (3) minutes before 8 0'clock. She handed me a
#200 for lunch, and zoomed off.
As I walked through the gate, I took time to examine the entire school
compound. And kept wondering how I would be able to make it out without
being noticed. Was i even ready to take this risk at all? I asked myself.
The entire compound was tightly secured. The perimeter fence was high, and
lined with barbed wire. It was impossible to jump over.
The school had 2 entrances, and 2 security posts. One in front and one
behind. Each had stern looking security manning the gates, with strict warning
not to allow students out of the compound till the school closes.
The security arrangement in the school, coupled with the hostile nature of the
gate-men made the school look more like a federal prison than a learning

center.
I walked straight to the assembly hall with my bag firmly hung on my
shoulders, as I was already late.
The morning assembly was like every other one. We sang some hymns, recited
the national anthem and performed other daily routine.
The principal made an announcement, reminding all SS3 students of the
commencement of WAEC and NECO registration, we were to part with the
sum of 35 thousand Naira in all.
The announcement was welcomed with great happiness, it meant we would
soon be out of secondary school. I can't wait to be in the university, it would
mean one thing..Freedom!
We marched to our various classes, singing along.
As soon as we sat in class, i moved to Sarah's seat. I couldn't contain my
excitement. I wanted all the details of the escape plan. How exactly am i going
to leave this school compound?.
Sarah and Hannah looked at me with surprise and laughed hysterically. My
naivity must have amused them. I looked like a curious lamb perhaps.
"Did you bring extra clothes?" Sarah asked
Why? What for?" I asked, genuinely surprised.
Haba you can't be walking outside with your school uniform na, you want to
tell the entire city that you escaped from school?" Hannah replied, a little
irritated.
I didn't know I had to, so what do we do now?" I asked, with a worried look
Hannah will give you her own"
Will you?"
Sarah obliged, she always comes in handy for evil deeds. She was like the
devil's assistant to me.
I was about to ask other questions, when the class suddenly became quiet.
Our class teacher had just walked in.
I turned around and headed for my seat.
Last period before break" Sarah whispered to me. As I approached my seat.
The morning lessons went by slowly. I barely understood anything that was
said in class, thanks to the fear and excitement building up inside me.
The bell rang, to signify the end of the third lesson of the day, and the

beginning of the last lesson before break.


The subject was geography, which i don't offer. I got up and hurried left the
class before the teacher arrives. Sarah and Hannah were right behind me.
They were both holding their school bags, mine was still on my seat. (Still a
novice).
They led me towards the security post behind the school. I kept wondering
how we were going to walk past the gate-man.
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As soon as the gate-man saw us, he beckoned on us to hurry up. I was quite
amazed, that means this happens often. We quickened our pace, and entered
the gate house.
I saw too other girls inside the house, I couldn't tell which class they were,
because they were no longer on their uniforms.
One was putting on blue jean trousers, with a pink shirt, with a slightly opened
neck line.
She was busy applying make up, she hardly noticed our presence. Her
companion seemed a little more decent, she was uneasy and shy just like me.
They finished their make up, and handed 1000 naira note to the gate man.
He stepped outside, opened the gate and looked around for a while. When he
was sure no one was in sight, he beckoned on them to proceed. They both
walked briskly across the gate and out of sight.

It would be really difficult for anyone to spot them, because the rear gate was
quite far from the main school compound, and it was shielded by trees and
tall grasses.
It is rare for anyone to use the rear gate. It is mainly used during the morning
hours, to ease traffic.
As i stood and watched, i began to understand how the whole process works.
The gate man was merely making money off the girls. He collects, a fee of 500
naira from each girl, and allows them escape unnoticed. The gate house was
their changing room. The gateman even keeps their uniform safe when they
are gone.
It all seemed like a safe plan, at least for now.
"Here, put this on" Sarah ordered, as she handed me a pair of leggings and a
yellow top.
I struggled into the trousers. It felt really weird, I had never worn trousers
before, my mum doesn't like it on me, even if she wears.
Hannah opened her school bag, and brought out a box containing make up
accessories, and handed them over to me.
I held on to them, not knowing what exactly to do with them. I have never
used make up before. This was a whole new experience for me.
Sarah noticed my dilemma, and came to my rescue. She applied the make up
on my face, layer after layer. I felt like a different person already.
I grabbed a mirror from the box, and looked at my face. I couldn't believe how
pretty I was.
The red lipstick matched my earrings, the handbag went with the shoes.
Everything looked perfect. I wished i could look like this every day.
Sarah brought out her phone, and dialed a number. I guess she called
Matthew.
Few minutes later, we heard the sound of a car horn just outside the gate.
The gate man came out, looked around as usual, to make sure no one sees us.
He signaled us to go. Hannah handed over a thousand naira note to him, as
we made our way outside.
Sarah waved me farewell with a smile on her face, urging me to have fun. She
did not go with us, because I had borrowed her cloths.
A car was packed just outside the fence. I recognized it, it was the same car
from Sunday.
The door opened, and i sat in front. Hannah took the back seat. There was
someone else at the back, a boy. I haven't seen him before. But judging by his

appearance, he was in his late twenties.


I turned towards Matthew at the driver's seat. He smiled as my eyes met his.
You look beautiful honey"
Thank you" I replied, almost blushing.
He introduced me to the boy at the back, his name was Joseph, he was a
cousin of Matthew, who just returned from his NYSC.
I turned around and greeted him in English. He extended a hand, and I gave
him mine. He drew my hand up to his mouth and kissed the back of my palm.
You are such a pretty lady" he said, staring down my body.
I was a little embarrassed
Thank you sir" I replied, trying to turn around quickly before he tears of my
clothes with his eyes.
Matthew started the ignition, and drove straight ahead. I had no idea where
we were going, or what we were going to do. Matthew simply said we would
hang out.
I raised my head and looked at the rear view mirror, i could see Hannah and
Joseph. They were kissing lustful and engaging in some ungodly activities with
him which really irritated me and feel like slapping her.
My heart began to beat faster. I felt the tension building up in my head. Only
then i realised what was going to happen that day.
I was deeply terrified, I didn't think i wanted to do this anymore. But it was
already too late, as Matthew pulled over and stopped the car.
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.....Episode 15
As we all alighted, I kept turning from side to side, i could not risk being seen
by someone who knows me or my parents.
One would have to look closely to recognize me though, because the make up
and trousers made me look different entirely.
This part of the city was unfamiliar, i have never been here before. It was
somewhere around Lekki road.
The building was large, and booming with activities.
It is one of the numerous places to have fun in Lagos. A really magnificent
building, containing a cinema hall, hallmark supermarket, a gaming center,
and different fast food joints.
I was quite excited to be here, I knew i would have fun without doubt, but
what would happen afterwards, I wasn't sure. We made our way into a section
of the plaza, it was a fast food segment.
We occupied a table for four.

Matthew and I sat side by side, facing Hannah and Joseph. A waiter came
around, and we made our orders.

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I waited patiently for everyone to make their orders first, I wanted to be last

because I had no idea what to order. I was quite lost. I have not eaten at a fast
food before.

The orders came eventually, i had a plate of fried rice and chicken with five
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Hannah ordered the same, but with a bottle of smirnoff ice. The guys opted
for local dishes.
Joseph requested for a bottle of coke, while Matthew took a can of lacasera.
As we ate, we discussed various topics. I was starting to feel a little more
comfortable.
Joseph dominated the conversation, he spoke quite fondly of his university
and NYSC days.
He was a graduate of Obafemi Awolowo University. He wasn't shy about
admitting that he was a rugged" man in school.
I became a little scared of him. For once i noticed his rugged" appearance. His
red eyes and dark lips gave me the impression that he is a smoker.
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I stole a quick glance at Hannah, she had been actively involved in the
conversation,
questions
and laughing when there's nothing funny.
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She didn't seem scared of Joseph as i was. But I could tell from the
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conversation16that both of them had only met today!
Occasionally, Joseph would run his hands through Hannah's lap. She would
It was a beautiful gold wrist watch, worth all the money spent on it. The most
simply look at him and give a smile of approval.
expensive watch I have ever owned cost 800 Naira, it was a birthday gift from
my
brother,
Daniel.
I was
irritated
every time i saw this, this i really chose this kinda lady as friend?,
they were in public for crying out loud. It made Hannah look like a prostitute.
Where is your phone? Let's snap some pictures" Matthew said, stretching his
But she didn't mind.
hands towards me, hoping to collect it.
My displeasure was written all over my face. Joseph must have noticed this as
"I don't have a phone" I replied, feeling very much embarrassed.
he turned attention to me.
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requested
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to be spent. You ll go home loaded"
My parents didn't buy for me" I stammered,
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those words
to anyone
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There," I said, pointing towards a glass shelf containing wrist watches.


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gently lifted
my the
chin,shelf.
and looked straight into my eyes. I knew that
We
both walked
towards
look, I knew what it meant. I had that feeling in my stomach again.
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were
brands
of wristand
watches
carefully
arranged,
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mydifferent
face closed
to himself,
planted
a kiss on
my lips with price

tags on them. I examined each price tag carefully, the cheapest was #4500.
The
sound
ringshook
tone interrupted
our activity.
brokewant
the kiss,
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upof
atMatthew's
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my head, indicating
thatHe
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and
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me. I sat Iback
on my
chair,
still
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we would
continue.
wristlet
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thought
they
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to buy.
(Foolish
What?" Me)
Matthew asked with a puzzling look on his face
Matthew
out his iphone,
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arebrought
too expensive"
repliedand answered his call.
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we still
deyabout
wait oh"
Oh, don't
worry
the price baby, i can do anything for you, even if it
Okay na,
quickwith
drop
am
for school oh"
means
paying
my
life"
Matthew
his and
phone
back in
his his
pocket
and
turned
mewith
again.
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a little
thanked
him,
words
made
metowards
fall in love
him
That was Joseph, he and your friend are staying a little longer inside, they
more.
won't
be coming
with us" wrist watch, he open the shelf and brought it out.
I pointed
at the cheapest
How will she get back to school?" I asked, feeling a little worried.
To
continued.....
Hebe
will
bring her when they are through"

There was a little silence, i faced the opposite direction looking outside the
window.
So, what about us? We still have , I'd love to show you were I stay, can I take
you there please" Matthew turned my head around gently.
I wanted to refuse, I knew I have had enough for one day. But i was too weak
to say No.i simply nodded my head in agreement. He started the engines
and drove off.
A lot of thoughts rushed through my head, as we journeyed to his house. I
couldn't believe this was me. I am taking a very bold step, i do not know how it
will turn out.
With this my state of ecstasy, it would take divine intervention to hold myself
together. I do not want to lose my virginity just yet, my mother may inspect
again.
I resolved in my heart to refuse his advancement and control my emotion this
time around, but will Matthew let me off after spending so much? I wondered
quietly.
What happened that day revealed something else about Matthew.
To be continued....

Story: The Story of My


Life...Episode 17
by Olajide, Oduniyi. D

The Story of My Life...


.......Episode 17
We drove for about 5 minutes, and Matthew pulled over in front of a fenced
compound, we both alighted.
This is my hostel" he announced proudly.
It was a decent environment, with two-storey buildings facing each other.
There must be about Forty (40) rooms in all.
The compound was well adorned with flowers, the floor had interlocking tiles.
It had the look and feel of a really expensive accommodation
Matthew motioned me forward, and we took a flight of stairs up to his room.
It was the fourth room upstairs.
The room was quite as impressive as the surrounding. It was tastefully
furnished and nicely decorated.
The wall curtains and bed sheets were a match, with different colours of
paints on the wall.
A plastic reading table and chair laid in a corner of the room, with books
arranged around it.
He had some really expensive electronic gadgets too. A 32 inches plasma
screen television hung on the wall, with a portable LG home theater system. A

fridge and some other electronic appliances I don't think I have seen before.
Overall, the setting of the room provided more than comfort, it was pure
luxury. Just how much does his parents give him? I wondered silently.
Here, have your sit" he said, pointing towards the bed.
I sat down, feeling a little uneasy. I wasn't sure what I was supposed to do or
say exactly. A fish out of water is how I would describe myself.
Your room is lovely" I managed to say.
Oh! Thanks, I'm glad you like it".
He grabbed his remote control and turned on his home theater. The music
came on, it was one of Frank Edwards song titled "If God Be For Me". I
nodded slowly to the beats.
Matthew pulled up close to me on the bed, and placed a palm on my cheek.
Did you mean it when you said you loved me too?" He asked in a rather
innocent tone.
There was a look of humility and sincerity on his face, he was like a little child
pleading for ice cream.
Yes" was all I could say.
Then prove it to me Ruth"
How?" I asked, genuinely puzzled.
While I was still anticipating a response, he pulled me closed to himself and
moved in for a kiss.
It was a continuation from were we left off in the car. The whole sequence was
repeating itself.
I tried to resist, but a certain weakness enveloped me. I just gave in and fell
back.
A feeling of guilt lingered around my head, I knew I shouldn't be here, but the
pleasure of the moment blocked my common sense.
No please don't " I pleaded when i knew he was on another planet already.
Ruth, i thought you said you love me?"
I do, but I can't do this, I'm scared"
Are you a virgin?" He asked, looking surprised
Yes, and my mum inspects me regularly, she did the last time the Catechist
caught us in church" i replied, trying to avoid his gaze.
What do you mean by inspect? You mean she checks you down there?" He
asked, pointing towards 'it'.
Yes"

He got up from above me with a resigned look on his face. He probably knew
if I was disvirgined, my parents will take it out on him.
I drew his sheet, and covered my Unclad body with it. For the first time i
realized i was Unclad, and felt really shy.
You know we can still have fun, and you will still be a virgin" he said with
some anticipation.
How?"
Just trust me" he replied, as he climbed over me again.
This time, he pulled my skirts down, without any resistance. I was completely
Unclad.
He did everything unimaginable which I cannot explain. I was powerless to
refuse. Partly because I enjoyed it, and partly because I wanted to prove i
loved him. (But is this the true definition of LOVE?)
It was around 10minutes before the end of our break, it was time to go.
I dressed up hurriedly, arranged myself in front of the mirror and we headed
out.
Did you have fun?" Matthew asked as he started the engines.
Yes" i replied shyly
We drove off and headed back to my school. Matthew did not pressure me to
have sex with him. Unknown to him, it has increased my love for him.
But on the other hand, he has introduced me to a habit that would complicate
my life. A life style that has led me to my current state.
To Be Continued....

Story: The Story of My


Life...Episode 18
by Olajide, Oduniyi. D

The Story of My Life...


....Episode 19
We arrived at my school not quite long after. I was silent for most part of the
journey, a lot of thoughts ran through my mind.
I would steal occasional glances at Matthew, to see the expression on his face.
He often looked indifferent
The school was very much rowdy, as students were still outside playing. It was
three minutes before the end of the break.
I came out of the car, and walked cautiously to the gate, looking around to see
if anyone had eyes on me.
I knocked lightly on the gate, and the harsh voice of the gate man answered
me.
Who is it?"
Sir It's me, I'm back"
He stared through the peep-hole, and identified me, as he unlocked the gates
and let me in.
As soon as I entered, I spotted Sarah walking down from the other side of the

school. She looked very much excited to see me.


I hurried into the gate house, and began to change into my school uniform. I
was excited to be back, I hate stories of my own to share with Sarah like she's
always gisted me on her outing with guys.
Ruth rushed into the gate house, and hugged me tightly.
"At last you've become a big girl, it's about time you grew up" Sarah said,
giving me a familiar look. It was a look of scrutiny (Intense study of someone).
Abi?" I replied.
So what did he give you? I know Matthew is loaded" Sarah queried, sounding
very serious
Tada!" Waving my hands for her to see the wristwatch.
Just that?" She asked, a little disappointed.
I put my hand in the polythene bag I brought with me, and brought out the
mobile phone.
Sarah grabbed it from me excitedly, and did the usual girl shout". The phone
was Techno Phantom.
I was so proud of myself, this was almost an achievement for me. But i was
sure my parents would never let me keep the phone. So I had a plan.
So did you follow him home?" Sarah asked, anticipating a quick reply.
I did"
And?" She inquired further.
Nothing" I replied, not knowing exactly what she wanted to hear.
"So you mean you didn't get down with him?"
Not really, I was scared, you know I'm a virgin" I replied, in a low tone.
So you want to carry your virginity to the grave? If a guy gives you this much,
the only you can repay him is by opening up for him. Stop being selfish, else
you'll lose a guy that loves you so much"
Sarah's words affected me far more than she realized, like the saying goes "A
Friend either MAKES or MAR you" The latter was the case with her. Matthew
has shown me so much love, he has spent a lot. I should have given him
something in return, i wondered silently to myself.
The thought of losing Matthew was unbearable. He was the only one who had
shown me so much love.
He gives my life a meaning, more so he provided an escape from my parents.
He deserved something, I concluded.
When next we go out, I'll just do it with him" i said rather boldly

That's much better, it's not a big deal, we all do it. Just grow up Ruth.
I nodded in agreement sheepishly, and started arranging my personal stuffs.
The break was already over, and the school compound was getting quieter as
students made their way into their classrooms.
A thought suddenly hit me, as Sarah asked
Where is Hannah"?
she went with Matthew's cousin, she will soon be back I'm sure"
Deep within me, i was really scared. Joseph did not look or sound like a decent
person. He looked more like a thug.
I also knew Hannah would follow him home, to sleep with him. But shouldn't
she have returned already?
We have waited for more than 20 minutes after the break. And our worry had
become pronounce.
I kept pacing up and down the gate house, worried that something bad might
have happened to Hannah.
Her number wasn't connecting either. Even the gate man joined my panic.
After 20 more minutes of waiting. We heard a weak knock on the gate. I
prayed silently for it to be Hannah. I couldn't bear the panic any longer.
The gate man opened up quickly. The sight before us heightened our anxiety
and panic.
Hannah was seated on the ground, looking weak and spent. Her face looked
nothing like the person who left the school with me today.
Her make up was ruined, something must have dried up on her face. Her
cloths were wet and dirty.
She wore the look of someone who had been through a lot.
We rushed forward to help her up to her feet, and carried her into the gate
house.
What happened to you?" Sarah asked with a shaky voice. I was too
dumbfounded to speak.
Hannah began her story from where we got separated.....
To Be Continued......

Story: The Story of My


Life...Episode 19
by Olajide, Oduniyi. D

The Story of My Life...


....Episode 19
Hannah and Joseph took a stroll to the boutique upstairs, she bought quite a
lot of cloths which Joseph paid for.
Joseph requested that Hannah accompanied him home, which she obliged to
without much hesitation.
Hannah knew she was going to sleep with Joseph, and she was prepared, it
was something she had done often.
They both left while Matthew and i were shopping. Joseph called a friend of
his to pick them up from the plaza. Hannah had no idea where Joseph stays.
Joseph' friend took them to a residential building not quite far from the plaza.
It was a four bedroom flat, with a largely unkempt surrounding. The grasses
were tall, almost growing into the house itself.
It looked quite abandoned, except for the foot-wears that lined the entrance
to the house, coupled with the strong smell of Indian hemp that dominated
the atmosphere.
There were other boys in the well furnished, but untidy sitting room. They

were smoking , and drinking all sort of drinks when Hannah and Joseph
walked in.
After a slight exchange of 'GUYS' greetings and handshakes, Joseph
introduced Hannah as his little girl" and escorted her into a room in the
house.
The room was untidy and stuffy, probably hasn't been swept for over a week.
The sheets smelled of sweat, with different colours of stains spattered around
it.
Joseph pushed Hannah to the bed lightly, and began to kiss and Uncloth her.
He met absolutely no resistance, not that it would have mattered as he was
slightly drunk, and Hannah knew she was there for that purpose.
They were both already Unclad when Hannah remembered that Joseph wasn't
using a protection
She questioned Joseph on this, which he declined giving a reply to.
Hannah insisted, and an argument ensued. She threatened to leave if Joseph
would not provide a protection.
Her threat obviously infuriated Joseph, as he slapped her across her face. She
tried to get up, but Joseph held her down on the bed, covered her mouth with
his palm and forced his way.
He molested her for more than 20 minutes, before letting go of her. Hannah
stood up and reigned insults on him.
Joseph walked out of the room, and Hannah began to dress herself up.
The door to the room flew open, and the 5 boys from the sitting room strolled
in, with a wicked smile registered on their faces.
She was still partially Unclad, she knew what she was in for and there was so
little she could do. The five of them took turns on her.
Joseph was no where in sight. She got nothing from the whole day's show, as
the money they gave her was barely enough for her transportation.
Cold shivers ran down my spine as i imagined the scenario. I started having a
second thought on sneaking out of school ever again. But on a second
thought, Thank God Matthew wasn't like his cousin, I thought to myself.
Hannah changed into her school uniform, we packaged our cloths inside her
bag, and walked towards our classroom. She was still very uncomfortable
walking, so we had to help her.
At this time, we had completely missed the first lesson after break. The

subject was Biology. It was unusual for me to miss classes.


I kept looking around suspiciously, my heartbeat increased as we approached
the classroom.
What are you doing outside"? A voice shouted from behind us.
We turned around, it was our Biology teacher Mr Makanjuola, adjusting his
trousers. He must have come this way to ease himself.
I just finished with your class, the three of you were absent. Where are you
coming from?" He said, walking towards us.
Our friend is sick, we took her to the hospital" Sarah replied pointing towards
Hannah.
I nodded in agreement, as Hannah actually looked sick. But I could tell from
his expression that he did not buy the story.
So when a student is sick, you take her to the hospital without a gate pass?
And how come she is back to school with you?"
What is she carrying inside that bag" he asked, grabbing the bag from me and
searching through its content.
Bursted! I said within myself. This wasn't going to end well. I started to fidget,
hoping Sarah will come up with a more believable lie.
We have gate pass sir" Sarah replied unconvincingly.
"Shut up there! Whose bag is this" he asked directing a firm gaze at me.
Its mine" Sarah cut in before I could speak.
Everything inside is mine"
Come to my office and explain what you are doing with a bag full of cloths
and a new mobile phone before the end of today, or else I will personally send
messages to your parents and you will be expelled"
I know sending message to Sarah's parent will surely turn things round and
eventually ends on my path.
How do i get out of this again?
To Be Continued....

Story: The Story of My


Life...Episode 20
by Olajide, Oduniyi. D

The Story of My Life...


....Episode 20
Mr Makanjuola walked away briskly, taking Sarah's bag along with him. We
walked silently into our classroom. Thankfully, there was no teacher in the
class.
I sat on my seat, with my head on the desk. I was in a panic mode. My father
would kill me if he had any idea of what had transpired today.
Sarah and Hannah were deeply involved in a discussion at the other end of
the classroom.
Sarah walked up to my seat, and touched me lightly, interrupting my thoughts.
You look so tensed Ruth"
Shouldn't I be? My dad will kill me if Mr Makanjuola reports. I'm finished" I
said, almost sobbing.
I'll handle Mr Makanjuola, he won't report. I'm going to see him right now, I 'll
take care of everything"
Sarah was one handy friend. I was quite reassured by her words, as she left
the classroom. I knew what she was capable off.
The next lesson proceeded as usual. Except for an interruption from the

principal, reminding us that we would begin extra lessons the following week.
As soon as the teacher left, Sarah entered with Hannah's bag firmly rested on
her back.
She dropped it on Hannah's desk, and walked up to me. I was quite surprised
she got the bag.
So what happened?" I asked rather excitedly.
Forget about it, that man is a dog, I simply gave him what he wanted"
Sarah's response shocked the day light out of me. My mouth opened in
surprise.
Perhaps I had misinterpreted her response, so I asked again plainly.
"You mean you did it with him inside his office just now?"
what is your own?" Sarah fired, sounding a little angry. That was when I knew
the kind of friends am really involved with.
Or I should have allowed him to tell your parents? I did that because of you ,
so get over it."
I was perplexed. I wasn't sure which was more surprising, Ruth's affair with Mr
Makanjuola, or the complete indifference she showed.
I kept staring at her with my eyes and mouth wide open.
My gaze must have embarrassed her a little, as she waved her palm across my
face.
Do you think I'm the only one he has slept with"? Sarah asked defensively,
leading my gaze towards our class captain.
I shook my head, everyone knew Mr Makanjuola to be a serial womaniser.
Rumour had it that he almost Molested our class captain in his office, when
she went to submit assignments.
Seeing that Sarah was slightly upset, i thanked her for coming to my rescue,
and tactfully changed the subject.
Principal said we would begin extra lectures next week"
Really? Sarah said excitedly.
Hope your mother will not be coming to pick you after the lesson?" Sarah
asked, eagerly anticipating a response
Probably not" I replied
Good, because we are so grooving it. There's this place I ll like Matthew to
take us to.."
The closing bell interrupted her mid way, and we both got up. I transferred all
items belonging to me from Hannah's bag into mine and headed for the car
pack to meet my mum.
I looked around, and spotted her Black Mazda. In her usual spot. She was

often the first parent to arrive for school run, hence her spot was always free.
I greeted her as I took my seat beside her. She responded, fixing her gaze on
my wrist.
That's an expensive wrist watch, whose own is it?" She asked, focusing all
attention on me.
It belongs to Sarah, i forgot to give it back to her" I lied
Okay, better return it now before you spoil it"
I stepped out of the car, and carried my school bag along. I walked all the way
back to my classroom, in search of Sarah.
She and Hannah were walking towards the gate house when I sighted them. I
caught up with them, and handed my wrist watch and phone over to her.
My mum is asking questions " i said hurriedly.
Sarah accepted the items, keeping them safely in her bag.
Don't forget them at home, see you tomorrow"
I hurried quickly towards the car pack to meet my mum.
The rest of the week was uneventful. We were eagerly anticipating the
commencement of our lessons the following week.
It would turn out to be the week when the good girl" died.
To Be Continued....

Story: The Story of My


Life...Episode 21
by Olajide, Oduniyi. D

The Story of My Life...


......Episode 21
Monday morning came with it's usual excitement and rush, but this one held
something different for me. Extra lectures will begin today, ss3 students will
stay in school till 5:30pm. It was supposed to help us prepare for our
upcoming WAEC and UTME examinations. It would afford us time to cover our
syllabus in all subjects.
But my friends and I had different plans. It was going to be fun all the way.
Over the past week, we have been busy perfecting our plan.
Fifteen subjects were taught in ss3, but every student had the liberty of
picking only nine.
Whenever it was time for a lecture we do not offer, we are allowed to leave
the class. The timetable for the extra lesson was arranged in such a way that
we would receive three lectures between 2:30pm and 5:30pm.
But here is the catch, since we don't offer all the subjects, there were free
periods in between. Sometimes we even have one or two lectures only,

leaving us a few free hours before 5:30. My parents won't be expecting me


home till 6pm, so I could be anywhere I wanted to be.
The six o'clock alarm brought me back to reality. I have been awake, but a little
lost in fantasy. I looked at my door handle, to make sure it was properly
locked. As I reached under my pillow for my phone.
I had been in possession of it for a few days now, and devised a means of
hiding it from everyone in the house. It was always on silent mode, I do not
make or receive calls around the house.
The important people in my life were on BBM and Whatsapp. I simply locked
myself indoors, and chat away.
Whenever anyone knocked, I tuck it back under my pillow before opening the
door. I rarely made calls, but when I had to, I move out of sight, a little far
away from the house.
Recharge cards weren't a problem, I had Sarah and Matthew to get that done
for me, all I had to do was ask. No one knew I had a phone in the house.
I grabbed my phone and looked through my Whatsapp and BBM application,
there were loads of messages. At times I wonder how people got my contacts
which are mostly males, the males reading this post are in the best place to
explain that. I only accept their invite though, but never chatted them up or
reply their pings.
I scrolled to the one from Matthew, and read it in a hurry
Looking forward to tomorrow, hope we would have fun, don't forget your
promiselove you"
I smiled to myself after reading it, it was sent the previous night. I must have
fallen asleep while chatting.
Love you too" I replied, and tucked the phone back under my bed and joined
my family for morning devotion.
Again, I was only present in body. My mind and heart were far removed from
the prayers. I had plans today.
At the sound of the final Amen, I headed straight for the kitchen to do my
chores.
The excitement I felt was familiar, it reminded me of the previous Monday.
Much like it, I was going to take another big step.
I had promised Matthew I would have sex with him. A decision I never wished
for but due to my friends influence and the genuine love which I thought I'd
found in Matthew, i decided to reciprocate his love by accepting his proposal.
Although I was still a little scared inside, i wanted know what it felt like. Sarah

had infused a lot of confidence into me. She told me Matthew will never leave
me for life for whatsoever reason if I can release my virginity to him. I can't
imagine loosing my one and only MATTHEW to those tiny-legged ladies.
I took my bath quickly, and got dressed for school. I looked through my
wardrobe, and picked my favourite blue gown, folded it carefully and tucked it
inside my bag along with my phone. I was good to go.
My mum was already seated in the car waiting for me. I took my seat next to
her, and we headed for my school.
To Be Continued....

Story: The Story of My


Life...Episode 23
by Olajide, Oduniyi. D

The Story of My Life...


......Episode 23
The lecture couldn't have ended any quicker. As soon as the teacher left the
class, I hurriedly gathered my books, tucked them in my bag and headed
straight for the gate house. Sarah and Hannah where right behind me. They
too had plans. It was time to execute.
As early as we were, we weren't the first to arrive at the gate house. We met 3
other girls there. I recognized them, they had left the class a while ago during
the English lecture. They weren't wearing their uniforms anymore, the make
up on their faces had completely transformed them.
One of the girls handed #1500 naira to the gate man, and he opened the gate
for them. There was a yellow range rover sport packed just outside the gate. It
had a passenger at the back seat. He was a well dressed middle-aged man,
probably in his 50's.
Two of the girls hopped into the back seat, while the third occupied the front
seat. Just before the door closed, I could see one of the girls kissing the
middle-aged man shamelessly, as he ran his hands over her body. She looked

so much like a prostitute. But who am I to judge? Aren't we very much the
same? I thought to myself as I slowly took off my uniform.
I put on my gown hurriedly, and sat quietly waiting for Sarah to make me up. I
still didn't know how to apply make up. Every time I tried was a disaster. Sarah
got dressed on time. She looked so pretty in her make up. She was naturally
endowed just like me. The tight-fitting short gown she wore made a fine print
of her shape.
I sat motionless as she applied make up on my face, she was quite meticulous.
She seemed so keen on making me look beautiful today
After a while, I looked at myself in the mirror. My own beauty made me proud.
I turned from side to side, trying out various poses. Everything seemed
perfect. Even the gate man couldn't help himself, I caught him staring.
I took my school bag, and we headed out of the school compound. Just
outside, Matthew car was packed in front of an Audi car.
I didn't bother to look at the occupants of the car behind, I simply took a seat
beside Matthew, while Sarah and Hannah entered the car packed behind.
You look stunning baby" Matthew said, moving in for a kiss.
His lips met mine without resistance, the shyness I use to feel was gone. I felt
bolder and more confident in the presence of Matthew.
That was how bad I've grown to become within those few days of getting my
freedom..
To Be Continued...

Story: The Story of My


Life...Episode 22
by Olajide, Oduniyi. D

The Story of My Life...


.......Episode 22
The trip to school was quiet as usual, me and my parents rarely talk. But I had
to break this news to my mother this minute
Mummy, we are starting extra lectures today"
"And It's only now you are telling me?" She replied, a little offended.
Well I forgot earlier"
so when will you close?"
5:30"
I can't pick you up at that time, you will have to come home yourself"
That was the exact response I had envisaged and prayed for.
Oh that's not a problem, I can find my way home" I replied excitedly. My mum
must have caught the excitement in my voice, as she warned sternly
"Come straight home after lectures, you should be home by 6 at most."
Those words went in through one ear and out the other. I still wish I had
listened to her instruction then.
****
The morning assembly started with the usual hymns and national anthem,
before we marched to our classes. Unlike every other day, today will be long

and unpredictable. I didn't quite know how it will turn out for me. I strolled to
the principal's office to check out the time-table for the day.
It was perfect for my plans, I had only one subject, which means I could leave
the school by 3:30. That would mean 2 hours with Matthew. As I walked back
to the class, i pinged Matthew, to inform him of the time-table. He agreed to
pick me up by 3:30. Everything was set.
The day went by very fast, I could hardly focus in class. All i had on my mind
was meeting Matthew later. I planned something special for him today. At the
end of lectures that day, we stayed behind as other students made their way
home.
The school was rowdy as usual, hundreds of students made their way towards
the gate. The car pack was fully occupied by different brands of cars, with
parents waiting eagerly for their wards.
It was a little strange for me. I wasn't hurrying to get my stuff together, I
wasn't rushing out to the car park to meet my mum.
I just sat there in class, looking out the window and enjoying. the freedom i
had. I could do anything I wanted, and walk back home without feeling any
remorse.
This is the time in my life when my parents control began to wane. There was
little that could be done to salvage me, my heart has chosen a poor course.
As time progressed, the compound began to empty slowly. Most of the
students had gone, the car park became empty. Only my classmates were left
in the school. Those who brought lunch had started eating, others went out to
buy snacks. I had neither. The money my mum gave me that morning was
barely enough for my transport. I didn't think I would need lunch, Matthew
would take care of that.
All i took was extra clothes. That was all i needed. I was becoming an expert at
absconding from school. I spent the lecture break chatting with Matthew,
giving him minute by minute update on events around the school.
At 2:30 the bell rang, signifying the commencement of the first lesson. The
subject was English. All through the lesson, i sat there fantasizing about what
my afternoon will look like.
The vibration from my phone jolted me back to reality. I rested my head on
the table, with my phone beneath the desk to check out who it was.

"Baby, I'm aroundwaiting for you"


The message was from Matthew, he was waiting already. I glanced at my
watch, it was just five minutes before the lecture ends.i couldn't wait..
To Be Continued...

Story: The Story of My


Life...Episode 26
by Olajide, Oduniyi. D

The Story of My Life...


.....Episode 26
I didn't feel anything anymore, all that remained was slight regret. The whole
episode did not seem right to me. His hug barely made any difference. Slowly I
dressed myself up, and attempted to stand up. It was time to go home.
As I stood up, I felt a Sharp pain down below, it made my walking steps
awkward. I just prayed it stops before I get home. I managed to walk up to the
door, which he held open for me. As we walked towards the car, I tried to walk
as normally as possible despite the pain. I did not want to give the silly boys
any impression. It obviously didn't work though, as their jeering and senseless
talk continued.
As we drove away, I kept silent. A lot of thoughts filtered through my mind.
What would change after today? Will my mum ever find out? Have I made a
mistake? Only time will tell. The silence from Matthew was equally deafening.
He seemed indifferent about my feelings.
Few blocks away from my house, I told him to pull over. I did not want any one
around my neighbourhood to seem me inside the car with a boy.
Is anything the matter"? Matthew asked in a calm voice.

I just don't want to be seen coming out of your car" I answered.


N,o not that, you seem tensed"
" I'm scared, I feel a little different. What if some one finds out", I said almost
shedding tears.
He grabbed hold of my hands and pulled me closer to himself.
Ruth, I mean every word I said to you. I 'll always love you"
His words infused me with some courage. I felt much relieve. Perhaps they
were the words I needed to hear.
Learn to stand up to your parents, you are not a kid anymore" he said in a
cold voice, letting go of me.
I reached out and kissed his lips, before stepping out of the car, to make my
way home.
The walk home was very uncomfortable, I felt a lot of pain in between my
tights. My whole body ached, but I had to put on a bold face. My heart
pounded as I approached the gate to my house.
**
The angry figure on my mum greeted my as soon as I opened the gate. She
stood there as if she had been waiting for me.
"Where are you coming from young lady?" She asked, sounding really angry
From lectures"
Shut up, your lectures ended since 3:30" she cut in
I was shocked at her response. I have been caught, and its only the first day.
But how on earth did my mum find out that I closed earlier? I wondered with
my mouth wide open
Go to your room and wait for me" she ordered
As I walked into the house, my mum took a thorough objective look at me,
frisking me with her eyes. She must have noticed that I wasn't walking
properly.
I got to my room, took off my uniform, and emptied my school bag. I needed
to take a bath.
My room door flew open suddenly. There was my mum again, with a pair of
sterile gloves in her hand.
To Be Continued...

Story: The Story of My


Life...Episode 25
by Olajide, Oduniyi. D

The Story of My Life...


.....Episode 25
I finished my meal hurriedly, Matthew still wasn't back from the chemist. I laid
back on the bed, and started typing on my phone again.
I pinged Hannah and Sarah again, to find out where they were. This time, it
took a while to get any response. I guess they were really busy. A reply came
in after five minutes. It was from Sarah
We are at 5 Star Hotel"
I have heard a lot about that hotel, it was one of the busiest and most
expensive in the city. It had everything, from royal suites to Jacuzzi. If Sarah
and Hannah were there, then a 'big fish' must be involved.
Who are you with"? I inquired
One senator like that" .from Sarah
It was at this point in my life I realised the sort of people Sarah and Hannah
were.
My friends were cheap slots, they sell their body for money. I detested their
kind of life, but I have covertly become like them.

I tried to convince myself that I wasn't like them, afterall I wasn't selling my
body for money, I was in love.
The sound of the door-knob turning interrupted my thoughts. Matthew had
returned from the chemist, he carried a weird smile on his face. He locked the
door, and sat right next to me on the bed. We began a conversation about our
childhood and parents.
I told him how my parents had prevented me from having any kind of fun. He
seemed very understanding, and as usual was full of encouraging words.
Matthew turned towards me, and began his usual charade of words with his
soft appealing baritone voice.
Ruth, you know how much I love and cherish you. I'm willing to do anything
for you. I ll show you more love than your parents ever will".
His words had the usual effect on me. I could feel that flutter in my tommy
again. I made no attempt to resist as his lips touched mine.
All the muscles in my body relaxed under his touch, I felt so weak and
vulnerable and I eventually let myself loose for him. Someone I thought loves
me the most in this world.
I can't tell how long it lasted, but I was glad it was over. The pain was rather
excruciating. I sat up on the bed, and looked in between my laps. I noticed
trickles of blood flowing. It was then it dawned on me, I had lost my virginity,
my pride, my all.
A new feeling of sadness and regret overwhelmed me. I suddenly wished i
hadn't, I had loosed something which i can never regain back forever.
I looked towards Matthew, he was busy putting his clothes back on looking
rather indifferent. His eyes caught my gaze, he must have noticed the
apprehension on my face, as he moved closer and hugged me, but this time
around the hug had no effect on me. I never felt anything within my tommy
like I always did then when our body was in contact.
This looks strange!
What have I just gotten myself into?
To Be Continued....

Story: The Story of My


Life...Episode 24
by Olajide, Oduniyi. D

The Story of My Life...


.....Episode 24
The car previously packed behind us overtook, and sped off. Sarah and
Hannah waved me from the back seat as they drove out of sight. Where they
were heading to, i had no idea. I didn't know were I was going either, but I was
so convinced I would have fun. The engines started and we drove off.
You must be starved, should we get something to eat?" Matthew asked, as he
slowed down to take a left turn into a street leading to a restaurant within the
neighborhood.
I nodded in agreement.
We drove a little further, and Matthew pulled up in front of the restaurant.
Wait here let me get us something to eat."
He alighted and walked inside. I slumped into the seat, and started playing
with my phone.
I pinged Sarah and Hannah to find out were there were headed. The replies
came in fast.
Just like me, both of them had no idea were they were going. They just wanted

to have fun, that is what everything was about.


I easily excused myself, thinking that I was somehow different from them. I
was here because I 'loved' Matthew. Well at least I felt strongly for him and
wanted to make him happy.
I spotted him coming out of the restaurant with two white customized nylon in
his hands. He was walking as fast as his legs could carry.
Good to go, later" i hurriedly texted Hannah.
Okay, make sure you play safe, i no wan hear story later oh." She replied
almost immediately
I smiled to myself and tuck away the phone, as Matthew joined me in the car.
He started the engine, and our journey continued. We entered a surrounding
that seemed familiar to me, then I realized we were heading to his hostel. I
was neither scared nor worried. I thought I was ready for anything that could
happen. Sarah has assured me this is the only way to win a guys heart forever,
and am not ready to loose him yet.
We arrived at his hostel, the compound was just the way it was when I last
visited, only a lot noisier It seems many of the students were back from
school. Music from loud speakers played at ridiculously high volume made it
impossible for me to hear my own thoughts.
Some of the occupants sat outdoors gisting and playing board games. The
stares and gazes i was getting as Matthew and I walked to his room made me
really uncomfortable.
Some of his friends would call his name out loud and make annoying
comments. I just kept a straight face and ignored. I couldn't wait to get out of
sight.
We climbed up the stairs into his room. It wasn't much different from how I
last saw it, though it was a little untidy.
I sat down on the side of the bed, anticipating what will happen next. Matthew
handed me one of the nylon he was holding.
It contained a plate of fried rice and ice cream in a small plastic can. This was
exactly what I needed, I was famished already.
Matthew headed for the door.
"I'm coming, i have to buy something from the chemist down the road"
Matthew said, making his way out of the room.
"Okay, but don't leave me alone here for long" I replied, wondering what he
had to buy at this time.

What went wrong before his arrival?


To Be Continued...

Story: The Story of My


Life...Episode 27
by Olajide, Oduniyi. D

The Story of My Life...


....Episode 27
The sight of my mum standing there with the gloves in her hands terrified me.
Cold shivers down my spine. This scenario was familiar, I knew what she was
up to, she had done it before. But this time, her result will be different, I had
lost my virginity a few hours ago.
I could not imagine what will happen to me if she discovered the truth.
Lie down" she ordered in a stern voice
Mummy please don't do this, I beg you" I pleaded, kneeling down and
sobbing uncontrollably.
Shut up, since you cannot explain why you came home late, I 'll find out for
myself" she said, moving towards me.
Mummy I didn't do anything, please don't do this to me again"
I forgot to give you money for feeding along with transport, so I felt you
would use your transport money for food. I stopped by at your school to give
you some money on my way back from work. I was told that you and your
friends left after the English lesson. Where did you go?"

The entire story shocked me very much. My mum knows definitely that I was
not in school. I couldn't tell her where I went either, that would spell the end of
lectures for me.
I had to say something, anything to get out of this mess. It was moments like
this I wished I had Sarah here.
"I went home with Sarah", I blotted out, without thinking it through.
Haven't i warned you never to go close to that prostitute?"
She is the only friend I have" i said, increasing my tears and hoping it would
soften my mum's heart. But that was not to be"
Friend indeed, how am I sure you haven't been sleeping with men just like
her"?
Mummy I swear i haven't"
In that case lie down let's see", as she tried to pull me up from my knees unto
the bed.
My excuses and lies were futile, my mum was bent on doing her inspection. I
knew exactly how bad this could get, the embarrassment would be extremely
terrible. I was determined not to allow it happen.
I made up my mind to stand up to my mother just like Matthew had advised. I
broke away from her grip, and moved away from the bedside towards my wall
mirror.
My friend lie down on that bed before I lose my temper", she yelled angrily.
" I'm not lying down, leave me alone" i yelled at her with the same ferocity.
The expression on her face changed, the anger was replaced with surprise and
disbelief. This was the first time I had yelled at her.
So Ruth, it has come to this?" She asked, walking slowly towards me.
I began to retreat, as she approached, I knew this was not going to end well
for a certainty, but knowing about the state of my virginity would hold far
more dire consequences. I had my back to the wall already, there was no
further room to retreat. My mum closed in on me and aimed a slap directly at
my face.
I caught her hand mid way in the air, and held on to it.
So you want to beat me too?" She asked, and began to scream.
Ruth must beat me today"
She broke free from my grip, and held tightly to my shirt, ripping it apart with
all her energy.
She gripped my singlet as well, and began to tear it apart. I had no underwear

in there, if i allowed her to tear my singlet, i 'll be naked.


I grabbed her hand firmly, preventing her from tearing my singlet. We began
to struggle, as we pulled in opposite directions.
She freed one of her hands, and grabbed my skirt. It wasn't firmly on my hips,
neither was the material of good quality. The slightest pull would rip it apart.
I wasn't putting on any underwear there either, and I thought there would still
be stains of dried blood on my tights.
I just couldn't let her strip me Unclad. I leaned forward a little, resting my
whole weight and pushed her slightly.
My mum went to the ground as if she had been knocked down by a bulldozer.
She began to scream on top of her voice, Ruth is fighting me oh, My own
daughter is beating me"
Her screams must have alerted everyone in the house, as I heard doors flying
open inside the house.
The first to arrive at my door was Daniel. He banged on the door, trying to
inquire about what was happening.
I ran to the door, and unfastened the hook. Daniel ran straight at my mum on
the floor, and tried to pull her up. She resisted every attempt to get her on her
feet.
Mummy i told you not to fight her when she returns, just look at what is
happening" Daniel said, picking up my torn shirt and throwing it at me to
cover myself.
My dad entered the room in a hurry, and yelled what is happening here?"
"Ruth is fighting me o, Ruth is fighting me. Your daughter is now sleeping with
men, i wanted to check if she was still intact, and she started fighting me"
Those words cut deep into my heart, i felt a mixture of anger and remorse. I
did not know how to show those feeling.
My heart began to pound, and my knees knocked each other. I was deeply
terrified.
So it has gotten to this?" My dad asked in anger, walking towards me and
pulling out his belt.
What I did next will shock you...
To Be Continued....

Story: The Story of My


Life...Episode 28
by Olajide, Oduniyi. D

The Story of My Life...


.....Episode 28
I began to take steps backwards towards the mirror again.
Daddy please I did not"
I had barely finished the statement when the first swipe of the leather belt
landed on scalp. I buried my head in my arms, to protect my face from my
father's battering.
Swipe after swipe landed on my body, it stung more than a bee. One swipe hit
the wall mirror, and it came crashing down in pieces.
Daniel rushed forward to my rescue, seizing my dad's arm in the air, giving me
a little breathing space. I fell to the floor and began to weep. Flashes of heat,
coupled with tears and hot sweat ran across my body.
Hold her, check if she is still intact." Dad commanded, as he struggled to free
himself from Daniel's grip.
My mum was already on her feet, she turned towards David who had just
joined us in the room.
"Hold her for me."

As David began to walk towards me. I started to imagine what would happen.
Daniel would hold me down, while my mum parted my legs in the full view of
three adult males. It would be a terrible embarrassment when they all
discover that my hymen has been tampered with.
I couldn't take it anymore. All the remorse I felt disappeared. A new feeling of
anger and bitterness swelled inside me, I felt like exploding. I grabbed a piece
of the broken mirror on the floor, and made it visible to everyone.
David, don't come close to me" I yelled at the top of my voice, pointing the
Sharp object at him. The anger and ferocity in my voice, coupled with the
violent wave of tremor surging through my body shocked everyone.
They stood in amazement, with eyes wide open. The sight of me with the
fragment of broken mirror must have terrorized everyone.
David equally stopped in his strides and withdrew. An uncomfortable silence
followed. I looked around the room, and had a clear site of the door. I dashed
straight for my bed, raised my pillow grabbed my phone and headed for the
door.
Everyone gave way and allowed me through. I ran towards the sitting room,
hoping the main door was not locked.
Daniel ran after me, calling out to me, as if he knew what i was thinking.
Ruth wait, please don't go, wait Ruth, Ruth."
His pleas fell on deaf ears. I opened the main door and ran out, into the open.
It was around 7pm, and a little dark already. I could barely see where I was
going. I unlocked the main gate, and headed out into the streets, running
straight ahead. Where I wanted to go, i had no idea. But I resolved not to
return to that house that night. I was ready to stake it out alone in the open.
I was out on the streets on a cold night, I had run away from home. I put on
my phone, and began to make calls, trying to find a place to lay my head for
the night.
To Be Continued...

Story: The Story of My


Life...Episode 29
by Olajide, Oduniyi. D

The Story of My Life...


Click Here For Episode 40
......Episode 41
I spoke calmly to Folorunsho, and tried to explain to him that I was not a party
to the entire arrangement, in fact I was not into that kind
or 'runs'. My pleading and explanation fell on dead ears.
As I approached the door, he ran towards me, grabbed me and threw me
towards the bed. I knew what was going to happen next, I wasn't ready to
allow it happen to me. My frustration turned into rage. I swore to protect
myself with any means possible. I grabbed the bottle of wine he left on the
stool, emptied its content on the floor and smashed it.
If you come close to me I will kill you" I said with a stern voice. Pointing the
broken piece of the bottle towards him. He could sense the anger in my voice,
he knew I was serious. I would have stabbed him to death if he came close.
He reached for his phone in his pocket and dialed a number.
Come to my room now, I don't understand what is happening" he barked at

the person at the other end of the call.


Few minutes later, the door opened, Sarah walked into the room, with only a
piece of clothe tied round her chest. She was taken
aback when she saw me holding the piece of broken bottle.
Ruth what are you doing?" she asked, with shock on her face.
I made no attempt to answer her question, the door was open, Folorunsho
was standing away from it. I put the fragment down and walked out of the
room in a hurry. Sarah ran after me, and held my bag in an attempt to stop
me.
Ruth wait, why are still acting like a small girl? Just allow him do his thing, I will
settle you well. It's me, you owe me this " Sarah
pleaded.
"What do you take of me, you feel you can sell me off like a prostitute? Well I
don't live an immoral and ungodly life like you. " I shouted
angrily. Sarah's countenance changed immediately.
"Hey, holy girl. You were sleeping with a man throughout the night yesterday,
and today you have the guts to call me immoral? What
is the difference between me and you? Abi your virginity don grow back? Holy
ashawo "
She had barely finished when my hand landed on her cheeks. She
reciprocated the gesture without prior hesitation. My anger
overwhelmed me, and a fist fight ensued. I tore the wrapper off her body,
leaving her Unclad and exposed. She fought on like a
shameless prostitute, not minding the small crowd that had began to gather.
Someone pulled us apart, i couldn't recognize who it was. Sarah was busy
covering her body, while I culled up on the floor crying. A
feeling of regret surged through me, what i really regretted the most was
selecting the wrong kind of friend who has molested my destiny and turned
me into what i was not, the way of life I'd been living all because I wanted to
enjoy my freedom and to find true love which i never lost. It was then I
understood the true fact that my parent loved me the most but their
approach was rather harsh but i was so foolish to have noticed that, I felt
wasted.
To Be Continued....

Click Here For Episode 42

Story: The Story of My


Life...Episode 30
by Olajide, Oduniyi. D

The Story of My Life...


.....Episode 30
As we drove towards his hostel, my mind began to wander. I took a careful
look at the beauty of Lagos at night.
It was the first time I 'll be outdoors at night. The city was still full if life, people
moved about freely as if they ll never sleep.
I thought about my own condition too. What will my parents be thinking right
now? Will they be looking for me at all? . Where will I tell them I slept?
These thoughts ran through my mind, till the gentle breeze of nature blowing
in through the window nurtured me to sleep.
A slight tap on my shoulder woke me up. I might have been sleeping for a
while. The car was no longer moving, we had reached our destination. I did
not know where we were exactly, but the loud music and busy compound
gave me an idea. We were in his hostel.
Matthew came out of the car, passed round to the other side to open the door
for me. I came out, feeling sleepy and weak. I was hungry too. It was very cold,
all I had on me was my singlet, and a loosed skirt I usually don't wear

outdoors.
Matthew lifted me up and carried me in his arms, as we headed for his room,
the same room were I lost my virginity a few hours ago.
As we approached the room, I looked around once again. The compound was
still busy at night. Loud music rented the air, just like the day time.
When we passed by people's windows, I could see shadows of people on top
of each other. It was like a mini sodom.
Matthew dropped me at his door side, and fumbled with his keys before
getting the door opened. He lifted me once more, and dropped me gently on
his bed. I culled up immediately, to gather up some heat.
Have you eaten"? He asked, in the most innocent tone possible.
No, I haven't had my bath either" I replied.
Matthew searched through his wardrobe and brought out a shirt, and handed
it over to me. The size was pretty big for me, but i didn't mind. At least it ll
keep me warm. He poured water out of a flask, to make hot tea for me. I sat
up as he handed over the cup.
The taste of hot tea brought me a little warmth. I felt more relaxed and
comfortable. I brought out my phone again, and pinged Sarah, thanking her
for coming to the rescue.
Make sure your night is worthwhile" she replied.
I knew exactly what she meant, but I am presently not ready for that. But on a
second thought, even if I didn't, I do not have much of a choice. I was going to
sleep in his house. Besides, i had lost my virginity hence there was nothing left
to protect.
I was still busy with the chat when Matthew called out to me to join him in the
bathroom.
Is he planning to bathe me when am not a baby?
Will my foolish-self make me drag my feet and join him in the bathroom?
To Be Continued..

Story: The Story of My


Life...Episode 31
by Olajide, Oduniyi. D

The Story of My Life...


...Episode 31
I was quite shy, it felt really awkward. But I felt I owe him some gratitude for
taking me in. The bathroom was small, hardly conducive for more than one
person. So I gently took my clothes off, and joined him in the bathroom like
someone being controlled by a remote. What else was I expecting if a lady and
a guy were to be together in a bathroom? Of course its something you are
thinking of.
I made no effort to resist. Even if I wasn't sure I wanted it, I was quite sure I
enjoyed it, and looked forward to doing it again. Why? Maybe because I've
never experienced what love was all about or my spiritual eyes were close
permanently considering the kind of parent that brought me up.
We came out of the bathroom, feeling fresh and new. I put on his cloths again,
and sat up on the bed, chatting on my phone, while Matthew entered the
kitchen to prepare supper.
Where will you tell your parents you spent the night?" A message came from
Sarah.
I had no idea what to say, but I knew i had to come up with a very convincing

lie, or else Matthew would be in serious trouble.


I have no idea" I replied.
i 'll figure out something, just keep your phone on" Sarah texted again.
I knew I could always count on Sarah to cover my mess, she was like a genie to
me. I owed her a lot of gratitude.
I was still in between thoughts when Sarah shoved a tray of food in front of
me. I put my phone away to receive the tray, thanking him and feeling very
special.
Matthew did know how to make me feel special, I always felt like a princess
around him. I loved him with all my heart.
The meal was simple. Fried eggs and bread which was my favourite. I ate
slowly, savoring the taste of each bite. Matthew was a really good cook i
thought to myself.
His phone rang, and he answered in my presence. I paid no attention to his
conversation, I just focused on enjoying my meal.
That was Sarah, she wants me to take you to Hannah's house before
daybreak." Matthew said
Why?" I queried
Matthew had no idea either, so I reached for my phone and pinged Sarah
again.
She explained everything clearly to me, and i understood the plan. Sarah had
planned a lie all the way to the end. She was an evil genius indeed!
Was her plan accomplished?
To Be Continued...

Story: The Story of My


Life...Episode 32
by Olajide, Oduniyi. D

The Story of My Life...


....Episode 32
I tucked my phone under the pillow, as I would have done in my own room.
Matthew joined me on the bed, putting on a pair of shorts. He laid beside me,
and I rested my head on his bare chest, as we both slept off.
I had no idea how long I had slept, but tiny kisses on my face and a hand
moving through my body woke me up. Matthew was up, and his actions
showed exactly what he wanted. I willfully obliged. I had no idea how long it
lasted, but few minutes after he was through, a thought hit me. He was not
using a protection!
For the remaining part of the night, while Matthew fell asleep, I remained
awake. My mind hovered around a lot of things.
Did anyone miss me at home? How 'll I be received when I get back? Were 'll I
tell them I passed the night?
I knew for certain I couldn't tell anyone I had slept with Matthew, the thought
of me sleeping in a boy's house would make my parents freak out.
Even Matthew will not be free from the complicated situation that will surely

follow. Silently, I prayed that Sarah's plan works out.


My phone rang, interrupting my thoughts. I picked it up, it was Hannah. I
looked at the wall clock to ascertain the time before answering.
Better start coming now" she said, in a hush tone.
Its still dark, it's just 4 a.m" I protested, stealing another glance at the wall
clock.
Better come now that everyone is asleep" she replied and ended the call.
I never fully understood what the plan was, but from Hannah's voice, I knew i
had to hurry.
I tapped Matthew, lightly to wake him up.
Hannah said we should start coming" i whispered to him.
This early?" He replied, trying to reach for the light switch.
We got up slowly and prepared to leave. I took off the cloths Matthew had
given, and wore the cloths I left home with.
Matthew grabbed his keys and we made our way outside towards the car.
The compound was much quiet now, everyone was asleep. Most of the lights
were switched off, making the entire compound dark. I sort of preferred it this
way.
We entered the car and Matthew drove off, towards Hannah's house. Much
like the hostel, the city was very quiet and devoid of human activities too, but
the street lights kept the roads and surroundings bright.
A few meters away, we could see a group of people, clothed in black carrying
touch lights. It was a police checkpoint. As soon as the officers caught sight of
the car, they planted themselves in the middle of the road and ordered
Matthew to pull over. He parked conveniently at the side of the road, awaiting
the policemen. The sight of the policemen brought some chills.
I became scared as I recognized one of the men approaching. A rather short,
funny looking man, He was a friend of my father. I slumped on the seat
instantly, staring down with my chin almost touching my chest.
Where are you coming from and where are you going to at this time of the
night" one of the officers barked.
I paid no attention to their conversation, i was busy trying to hide my face
from one of the officers.
As they ended their conversation, one of the officers pointed his torch at my
face.
I faced the opposite direction, and put my hands across my face to protect my

eyes from the blinding rays of the light.


Hey let me see your face" the officer ordered.
I turned around slowly, without removing my hand from my face. I put the
other hand across my chest.
I was putting on a loose singlet, and some private part of my body were
exposed. I was slightly embarrassed, and feared being recognized at the same
time.
So na ashawo you carry" the officer commented, before ordering us to
proceed.
Why was that man looking at you"? Matthew asked.
That very question sent cold shivers down my spine. I could only hope he did
not recognize me.
Few minutes later, we arrived at Hannah's house. The compound was quite,
and well lighted, and surrounded by a low fence that made it visible.
I called Hannah to let her know that we were outside. Matthew and i sat
patiently inside the car, just in front of the gate, anticipating her arrival.
What happened next will shock you?
To Be Continued...

Story: The Story of My


Life...Episode 33
by Olajide, Oduniyi. D

The Story of My Life...


....Episode 33
About three minutes later, Hannah emerged from the side of the building, and
hurried straight to the car.
She opened the door to my seat, pulling me slightly out of the car.
Matthew bye bye," she said, waving hurriedly at Matthew.
He started the engines and drove away. I took a careful look at Hannah. She
did not look like had slept at all.
She was putting on a pair of trousers and a t-shirt, with a small bag tied
around her hips. The perfume from her cloths and the make up on her face
clearly painted the picture of someone who had been outdoors, probably
partying.
Let's go, be quiet please" she said, as we tip-toed towards the side of the
fence. She stood on her toes and stretched across to observe the compound.
Follow me" she ordered, as she climbed over the fence into the compound.
I followed her lead, and we were both inside the compound. The house was
fairly big, probably a three bedroom flat. It had the design of a church, with

several doors at the side.


We tiptoed to a door at the side of the house. Hannah searched through her
bag and brought out a key to open the door.
As soon as we were in, she closed the door gently, and put the key back into
her bag. She flicked a switch, and a light bulb came on. We tip-toed into a
bedroom close to the entrance and made our way in.
Hannah collapsed on the bed instantly. She must have been exhausted. It was
almost 5 a.m. I crawled up beside her on the bed and laid still. There was no
way I could sleep, I had no idea what I was doing here, i just had to co-operate
and see where their plan was leading to.
The six o'clock alarm buzzed, and Hannah sprang up from her bed. She
tapped me lightly probably to wake me up.
If anybody asks, we both slept in this room" she said, pulling her ear with her
hands. I nodded in agreement, like the naive little girl I was. The plan had
gradually began to make sense to me.
Wait I'm coming", she said as she walked gently out of her room.
I laid back on the bed, just staring at the ceiling. It would be much easier for
my parents to swallow me if I told them I slept in Hannah's house as
compared to them knowing I slept at Matthew's house. It made more sense to
me.
Elsewhere, I could hear slight argument between two people. One voice was
Hannah's, I couldn't quite figure out whose voice the other was. I sat up to and
tried to listen to their conversation, but I got nothing. Moments later the door
to the room flew open. Hannah entered, followed closely by her elder sister.
Good morning ma" I stood up immediately to greet.
Morning, hope you slept well" she responded
I simply nodded my head in answer.
Sorry for what happened, it's not easy to have such parents, I hope you can
talk things over with them if they let you in" she said in a friendly tone, parting
my back slightly.
I had no idea what Hannah had told her, but what ever it was glad she bought
it. Hannah motioned me to the bathroom, I took a shower hurriedly and
dressed up. I put on Hannah's cloths. I couldn't walk in day light with the
cloths i came with.
She offered me some money, and saw me off to the gate. I waited patiently
for about fifteen minutes, before flagging down a taxi heading towards my

house.
I could feel my heart beating fast this time around as we approached my
house. I kept wondering what the reception will be like. I had no idea what
had happened the previous night after my prison break".
To Be Continued....

Story: The Story of My


Life...Episode 34
by Olajide, Oduniyi. D

The Story of My Life...


.......Episode 34
As the taxi approached my gate, my phone rang. It was Sarah. I answered as
quickly as my fingers could move.
Have you gotten home?" She asked, without a good morning wish.
She sounded a little anxious and worried.
Just getting to my gate" I replied.
Be strong oh, no fear, they searched for you throughout the night, " she said
reassuringly
Surprisingly though, I really felt no fear. My heart was stone cold, I felt I could
face anything my parents threw at me.
The taxi finally parked in front of my house. My mum was standing right
outside the gate, looking anxiously at the taxi and probably wishing I was the
one coming.
As soon as I alighted, she rushed towards me, while I was handing the cab
driver his money.
Ruth, where did you go? Where did you sleep, we searched for you

throughout the night. " My mum queried as she grabbed hold of my hand,
trying to pull me close to herself.
I felt a little embarrassed, the taxi man seemed more interested in our family
affairs than his money.
Why this sudden show of affection? Were they not the ones that chased me
out yesterday?, I thought to myself.
I kept my face as bold and expressionless as possible, despite my mum's
public display of affection.
My mum lead me inside the compound, and walked me into the sitting room.
As I entered, Daniel rushed forward to embrace me.
Jesus thank you" he whispered into my ear.
Where did you go? We couldn't sleep " he continued, with an expression of
relief on his face.
I had not replied anyone, i kept my calm, knowing that the real question and
answer session would soon commence.
My mum sat down, repeatedly doing the sign of the cross, and mumbling
some unintelligible words.
She picked up her phone, and called my Dad.
She has come oh" she said, and dropped the call.
I headed straight to my room, and fell on my bed. I brought out my phone
again and pinged Sarah and Hannah to inform them that I was home.
Sarah replied, telling me to stick to the story, and never admit I did anything
wrong the previous. That was already what I planned to do anyway. We
continued with our chat, they were both eager to hear the events of the
previous night.
I shared my ordeal with them. They seemed much fascinated by the fun" I
had. I mentioned to Sarah that Matthew and i had unprotected sexual
intercourse.
Are you crazy? How could you do that, do you want to get pregnant?" She
asked, with an angry smiley in front of the texts
I didn't even know, it just happened" i replied.
The very thought of getting pregnant fell on me like a cold shower in winter. I
couldn't imagine what my parents would do to me.
Remind me to give you something, we'll chat later, good to go" she replied.

I had no idea what it was, but I knew Sarah was an expert in these issues. She
could sneak in and out of her house to attend night parties without being
caught.
My door flew open, to my greatest surprise. Daniel entered, while I was still
typing with my phone. I thought I locked the door when I came in. He had
seen my phone already, there was no need hiding it.
Where did you sleep last night"? He asked, sitting on my bed.
Hannah's house" i replied.
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Story: The Story of My


Life...Episode 35
by Olajide, Oduniyi. D

The Story of My Life...


.....Episode 35
Hmmm you know, dad and mum searched the entire city for you, we even
went to see your friend Sarah. This morning dad had gone to the police
station to make a report, fearing that something bad might have happened to
you"
I fought off the laughter that threatened to spoil my straight face. The
knowledge that my parents were really worried gave me some joy.
So whose phone is that?" Daniel asked, pointing at the phone in my hand.
"It's not your business" I replied.
Daniel got up and gave me a long suspicious stare before walking out of the
room. I couldn't look straight up at him, he already knew I was lying. In fact I
had become an expert at telling lies, almost competing with Sarah.
As Daniel left my room, my mum entered, still doing the sign of the cross. This
time I had tucked my phone under my pillow.
Where did you go?" She asked, without a worried expression
I repeated the same set of lies I have been telling.

Those bad friends you are keeping eh, hope they did not bring a boy to the
house?"
Mum please!, don't insult the people who took me in when you drove me
away" I shouted, feigning anger.
I wanna have my bath" I said, springing up from my bed and walking towards
the bathroom.
Mum just sat there, I could see the look of surprise and fear in her eyes. This
was clearly beyond my fleeing from the house last night. She was clearly afraid
of the person I was becoming.
The boldness, or perhaps rudeness with which I spoke surprised me too. It
just didn't sound like me anymore. I had changed, and I knew it.
I entered the bathroom, and shut the door behind me, listening to hear when
my mum will leave.
As soon as I heard her footsteps walking out, I came out of the bathroom to
prepare for school. I was already going to be late.
I dressed up rather slowly, looking at myself at the mirror to notice any
changes. Perhaps I looked a bit bigger.
Elsewhere in the sitting room, I could hear my dad's voice, he had returned
from the police station.
He sounded rather angry. My mum was trying to pacify his anger. Suddenly,
he stormed into my room, demanding to know where I slept. I stood aloof,
staring blankly ahead. I had no intention of replying him.
He motioned towards me, and lifted his hands to slap me. I made no effort to
dodge or resist the sting of the slap.
Luckily, mum held his hands in the air.
Leave her, she slept in Hannah's house" my mum said, attempting to defend
me.
"Is that what she told you? This little liar. that my police friend I went to see at
the station this morning told me that he saw Ruth with a boy, driving around
town at 4 a.m this morning. I'm very sure she slept with that boy."
My heart skipped a beat, that police officer definitely saw me. He was speaking
the truth.
Ruth is that true?" My mum asked with a resigned tone. She was almost close
to tears.
It's a lie, I slept in Hannah's house" I replied defensively.
Come and take us to Hannah's house, I 'll confront her mum personally" My
mum said, dragging my hands towards the door.

As we walked towards the door, I remembered that Hannah's mum wasn't in


the house when i slept. I just hoped the entire plan played out.
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Story: The Story of My


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The Story of My Life...


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.....Episode 36
My parents and I got into my dad's car and started our journey towards
Hannah's house. I was already set for school, so I'd head straight to school
from there.
The atmosphere inside the vehicle was very tense. My heart pounded, I knew
Hannah's mum did not see me all through the morning.
My dad on the other hand was having a bit of a road rage, he was getting
repeated insults from other drivers. He was obviously upset, either by my
disappearance last night, or by the fact that I slept with a boy.
My mum was completely different, the expression on her face was that of fear
rather than anger. She was clutching on to a rosary in her hand, and doing the
sign of the cross repeatedly. I sat quietly, feeling a little anxious and worried
as we approached Hannah's house.
My dad pulled over right outside Hannah's compound, I stretched out to

observe the compound carefully. I noticed a car parked inside, it wasn't there
when I first came. I guessed Hannah's mum was back. My parents got out of
the car, and we all walked into the compound, straight towards the front door.
Just as my dad was about to knock, the door swung open. It was Hannah, all
dressed for school. Her mum was right behind her.
Good morning ma, morning sir" she greeted, as soon as recognized my
parents.
Morning" my mum replied rather coldly.
My dad did not respond, his expression held a lot of bitterness. He shot a cold
disgusting gaze at Hannah.
Hannah's eyes met mine, she had a blank expression on her face. She was
neither terrified by my father's cold gaze nor my mothers emotionless
response.
Her mother stood aloof, appearing quite surprised and a little uncomfortable
with the expression on my dad's face.
Mr and Mrs Olatunde, I'm sensing all is not well" Hannah's mum said,
alternating her gaze between my dad and her daughter.
Did my daughter pass the night here?" My dad questioned, in a rather harsh
and authoritative tone, almost shouting.
Mr Olatunde, please calm down, I was away on night duty I didn't sleep here.
My daughters were alone." She replied, trying to pacify my dad.
Hannah, did Ruth slept here?" My mum cut in, trying to prevent my dad from
speaking any further on the issue.
Yes she did" Hannah replied, looking away from everyone with a little smile
hanging at the edge of her lips.
The expression on my dad's face clearly showed that he did not believe
Hannah. Her mum could see that expression too.
She called out to Hannah's elder sister, who ran out to meet us immediately.
Did this girl sleep here?" She asked, pointing at me.
Hannah's sister nodded in affirmation. My mum heaved a sigh of relief, so did
I.
Hannah's sister's response only seemed to infuriate my dad more.
How could you allow another person's child to sleep in your house, how
irresponsible are you?" My dad shouted angrily, loud enough to cause
discomfort.
Hannah's mother grew angry too and replied in similar fashion.

I just said I wasn't at home, I'm just coming in, and how dare you call me
irresponsible? You couldn't keep your daughter in your house, and you want
to blame me for your failure as a father?. There was a lot of venom in her
voice.
So you have the right to question my parenting skills? When your daughter is
a prostitute?" My dad vented, pointing at Hannah.
At least my daughter slept in my house while you were wondering where
yours was" Hannah's mother replied.
At this point, there was palpable tension in the air, i felt really embarrassed.
Somehow i blamed myself for everything.
My dad turned towards me
You see the insult you have brought to me you fool"? He raised his hand to
strike me as usual.
I docked, hoping to escape his slap. Luckily, my mum caught his hand in the
air.
Papa David, please we have embarrassed ourselves enough, please let us go"
she said as she dragged my dad's hand.
Your daughter is a bad influence" my dad continued.
Once again you are blaming someone else for your parental failure"
Hannah's mother replied.
My mum dragged him away before he could spit more venom. I tagged along
with my parents. They drove me off to school.
My dad kept insulting me all the way, while my mum tried to calm him down.
Her sudden change of attitude surprised me.
She wasn't attacking me, she still seemed very scared. But i couldn't ascertain
the reason for her fear. They dropped me off at school and drove away.
***
As soon as the morning assembly ended Sarah, Hannah , and I had a chit-chat.
We discussed everything that happened in the last twelve hours or so. I
described my entire experience with Matthew, and they all sounded really
impressed. We shouted and threw high fives in the air. At that point, i
remembered Hannah had promised to give me something today.
So Sarah, you said you ll give me something today." I said expectantly.
She reached into her pocket, and handed me something i never thought I
would need.
What is it?

To Be Continued....
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Story: The Story of My


Life...Episode 37
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The Story of My Life...


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....Episode 37
Sarah handed me a piece of paper, it had something wrapped inside it. I
unwrapped it slowly, wondering what it was. I poured its content into my
palm, and looked at Sarah in amazement.
What is this?" I asked, facing Sarah with a surprise look on my face
Its a tablet, you should know it, your mum is a nurse" Sarah replied
So why do I need the tablet?" Am not sick nau.
It will prevent you from getting pregnant "
As I turned away from Sarah, the repercussion of what I had done began to
sink in. I could get pregnant from all the activities of the previous night. In fact
my whole life could change. I threw the tablets down my throat and
swallowed It. I prayed silently that It worked.
We walked slowly into the classroom, to continue the day's learning. I had
started finding school very boring. I spent most of my time in the classroom

secretly chatting with Matthew. It seemed as though he had completely taken


over my life. All that I could look forward to was sneaking out to meet him. I
wondered if I was still normal considering the kind of home I grew up in, all
the lessons I'm being taught in church were never for once applicable in the
affairs of my life.
The bell signaling the beginning of the last lecture before break rang. it was
time to abscond from school again, Hannah and Sarah clutched to their
school bags and headed out of the classroom.
I had made up my mind not to follow them. First, I had no idea where they
were going, and I already had plans with Matthew later in the day. I felt I
should let them do their own business.
Few seconds after leaving the classroom, Sarah returned and beckoned on
me. I got up, and followed them to our normal meeting point, The gatehouse.
I stood aloof as Hannah and Sarah changed clothes.
Ain't you going with us? " Hannah asked,
No, I have plans with Matthew later" I replied
Who is talking about Matthew? Some of my friends just returned from
Canada, they are taking us out. we 'll just keep them company that's all. "
Sarah cuts in, obviously trying to persuade me
I thought about it for a while, it didn't sound like a bad offer, since it's just to
keep company of Sarah's friend, but I wasn't very comfortable with it. After the
events of the other day, I had decided to be more discreet. I had a really bad
feeling about the whole trip, but I had to give in to Sarah's persuasion. She
really wanted me to go, and I couldn't let a friend down, not after all She had
done for me.
I dashed to the classroom to get my bag, my get-away clothes were in there. I
returned almost immediately, holding on to my school bag. Hannah and Sarah
were already fully dressed.
I quickly changed into my new attire, it was a pink top with a mini skirt that
barely covered my knees. It has become my favourite dress style because
Matthew said it looks good on me, and i always love to please him no matter
what.
I sat down to allow Hannah make me up, while Sarah went outside to receive
a call.

They are waiting outside please hurry " Sarah announced, as she rushed
inside to pick up her purse.
Hannah applied the make up hurriedly, without paying attention to details as
she would usually do. We grabbed our hand bags, handed the gate man his
usual fees and walked out of the school.
Just outside the school fence, a car parked beside the road. It had no plate
number, it was obviously new. I had never see that brand of car before. Who
ever owned this must be very rich I said to myself.
Sarah led us towards the parked car. The rear door opened as we approached.
A lavishly dressed young man, probably in his mid twenties alighted and held
the door open for us. I wasn't expecting to see guys at all because Sarah
explained we were keeping company of her friend who I misunderstood for
"Ladies Friend".
Sarah galloped towards him and threw herself at him in a hug. He held her
closely to himself and kissed her lips. Hannah greeted him, and extended a
hand to him. He took Hannah's hand in his and kissed the back of her palm. I
was a little disgusted by the entire public display, I merely greeted him
without going close. I opened the front door and took my seat beside the
driver.
Sarah and Hannah sat at the back. There were three boys seated inside the
car, the driver beside me and two others behind. They all looked over dressed
and irresponsible, while trying to speak in a foreign accent.
Sarah introduced the three boys. There was Folorunsho the driver, Ayo the
guy Sarah hugged and the rather quiet looking Samuel seated alongside Ayo
at the back.
As we embarked on our journey i would steal occasional glances at the rear
view mirror, to observe what was happening behind. Sarah and Ayo were
kissing lustfully, while Hannah was struggling to get Samuel to keep his hands
off her. It seemed she too was uncomfortable with the boys.
Folorunsho tried to engage me in small talk as he drove along. My short and
pointed responses killed almost all his attempts. He would turn side ways
from time to time to steal a glance at me, and lick his lips afterwards. I almost
felt like slapping him real hard cos I was boiling deep within myself at such an
irritable act.
My phone beeped, it was a message from Matthew.

Baby, can I pick you up during break? Want us to hang out with some friends"
I felt a little regret as I read the message over and over again. If i hadn't
listened to Sarah, I would have had a lot of time to spend with the man i love, i
thought to myself.
To Be Continued....
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Story: The Story of My


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.....Episode 44
Something happened to Hannah" Sarah confessed. My heart almost gave
out. Goose bumps appeared on my skin, I have never been this scared of
anything before.
"What happened " I asked nervously
"While I was in the room with Ayo, he got a call from Samuel. He said they took
Hannah to the hospital, he didn't tell me why. When I
insisted on knowing, Ayo excused himself and walked out of the room. He
didn't return until I decided to leave."
Which hospital?" I enquired
I don't know"
And you left her? "
Sarah looked at me without saying a word, tears flowed freely from her eyes.
The hatred I felt for her increased. I felt like choking her to
death. But then we had to find Ruth. I dragged her up and ordered her to

follow me.
"Where are we going"?
To find Ruth of course "
She kept quiet and followed me sheepishly. It was almost time for extra
lessons to begin, but I didn't care about that. I just had to find
Hannah.
We changed our clothes at the gate house, and boarded a taxi heading
towards the hotel. I hoped anyone there would have a clue to where Hannah
was taken.
I couldn't help but wonder what could have happened to her, she did not look
sick when we left school together this morning. She was quite active and full
of life. I have never known her to have any health challenges either. I stared
out of the taxi window, playing up a lot of scenarios in my mind. I was
convinced that those boys had a hand in whatever happened to Hannah.
The taxi pulled up in front of the hotel, we handed the driver his money and
went in. I recognized one of the receptionist, she was
there when we came earlier.. I walked up to her, and asked if she knew about
a girl who was rushed to a hospital from the hotel earlier. Unfortunately, she
had no idea. She only gave us a list of hospitals around the hotel, they were
five in number including a psychiatric hospital.
We hurried out of the hotel into the street, hoping to move from hospital to
hospital in search of my friend Hannah. I prayed silently that nothing bad
happens to her.
The first hospital was just a few meters away from the hotel. Sarah and I
strolled along. She walked rather sluggishly behind me,
almost as if she was scared of finding Hannah. No doubt, she already knew
how much I hated her at this point.
As we walked by, a lot of thoughts gathered in my head. I was preoccupied
with the thought of what could have happened to Hannah, but on the other
hand I couldn't keep my mind off my
broken relationship with Matthew. I wondered if he would ever forgive me.
The identity of the girl in the room also troubled
me. For someone who claimed to love me and he has within few minutes
gotten a new girl to himself. Is this what love is all about?
Matthew moved on really fast. Images from the past few hours continuously

flooded my mind. I wondered if Matthew actually


knew I was in that hotel, at the same time I cursed myself for not leaving
sooner, and not seeing the similarity between Folorunsho and Joseph. I would
have saved myself a lot of
heartache.
At that point, i realized that i knew very little about those boys at the hotel. I
slowed down a little, to allow Sarah catch up with me. I
wanted to satisfy my curiosity.
Did you know that Folorunsho was Matthew's cousin?
"I asked, facing Sarah.
"No" she replied, shrugging her shoulder unconvincingly.
she was obviously lying I could tell. But I did not border to press further,
because it would make no difference at this point.
How did you know Ayo?, and what arrangements did you have with him? i
queried further.
"We were friends before he traveled to Canada. This morning, he called to
inform me that he was around. He wanted some girls
to spend time with himself and his friends. So I collected sixty thousand naira
from him to 'arrange' two girls. I didn't know it would be like this I swear"
I looked at her with disgust written all-over my face. She faced down, probably
embarrassed over her actions. I turned away and headed into the hospital
complex. We walked straight to the reception, to meet an angry-looking girl in
her early twenties.
Good afternoon" we greeted simultaneously.
How may I help you? " she asked, without replying our greeting
'We are looking for a patient who might have been brought here today, her
name is Hannah."
She made several clicks on her mouse before informing us that they had no
patient with that name. I felt a little more disappointed
and worried.
We left for the next hospital, which was just a few minutes away. We searched
helplessly for Hannah, until there was just one hospital left. I took out the list
of hospitals the hotel receptionist gave us, and glanced through it.
I was greatly shocked when I realised that the last hospital is a psychiatric
hospital.

Could Hannah have gone mad? I wondered. I turned toward Sarah and
announced to her that we would be checking a
psychiatric hospital next.
To be continued....
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Story: The Story of My


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The Story of My Life...


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.....Episode 39
I lifted my head up slowly, to confirm the figure standing in front
of me. My heart melted away when I saw the shock and disbelief on
Matthew's face. He gave me a cold hard stare, sending shock
waves all over my body. I tried to speak, but words didn't come
out. There was no plausible excuse for my presence here.
Matthew pinned his gaze at the underwear in my hand, it was very obvious to
him that I had engaged in some sexual activities. He let go of me and walked
towards Folorunsho. I turned around and
looked at Folorunsho, it was at that moment I recognized the face. He had a
striking resemblance with Matthew, infact they must be
related. I stood by the door in a state of confusion, I had no idea whether to
run or just wait and explain it all to Matthew.
Streams of tears began to roll down my cheek. I knew I was in

big trouble. Matthew simply walked up to Folorunsho and handed


him something from his pocket. Probably an ATM card.
My attempt to abscond coupled with the unusual chemistry
between me and Matthew must have surprised Folorunsho.
Whats going on here? Do you know her? " he asked, alternating his
gaze between me and Matthew.
Matthew looked at me with disgust written all over his face.
"Yes, she was my girlfriend" he replied as he turned his eyes
away from me and walked towards the door.
Those words really struck me at that moment, I felt like collapsing at that
particular moment cos I knew no amount of explanation made at that
moment can amend things.
Was this how my relationship end with Matthew or did he took time to
hear my own part of the story and make things up with me?
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....Episode 45
The sullen look on her face presented a kind of guilt I couldn't understand.
She avoided eye contact with me. I was very sure she knew something that she
wasn't telling me.
My heart raced as we entered the psychiatric hospital. The sheer magnificence
of the building wowed me a little. But it still did not shew my anxiety. I know
that mad people were usually admitted
here, hence I did not know if I should pray to find Hannah here or not.
As we walked in, Sarah began to drag behind. Her unwillingness to enter the
building gave her away. I looked suspiciously at her and left her behind. Unlike
the previous hospitals, this one had no reception. I looked around for a while,
hoping to find someone to talk to. I ran towards a nurse who seemed to be
hurrying out of sight.
Excuse me ma, please help me I'm looking for someone "

She neither lessened her pace nor stop to look at me. She was focused on the
file she was carrying. She walked and spoke at the same time.
Who exactly?" she asked, flipping through her
file and walking briskly.
It's my friend, her name is Hannah, I don't know
if.. "
She stopped abruptly and shot a horrible look at me immediately I mentioned
Hannah's name. I stole a glance at the file she was holding, it had" Hannah
Balogun" written on it, with a tag next to it stating clearly Emergency"
"Are you the Sarah? " she asked, grabbing hold of my hand.
"No ma, Sarah is just outside, I'm Ruth" I replied, trying to wriggle free from
her grip.
Take me to her" she ordered, as she pulled me towards the door.
My anxiety increased, at this point I was certain that Sarah had a lot to do with
what was happening.
Do you know your friends Parents or anybody we can contact ?" she stopped
and asked.
I thought about it for a while, if Hannah wanted them to contact her family,
she would have volunteered those information. I decided to
withhold answers myself.
No ma, i don't know anyone "
"What about your school? "
"School has closed" i replied.
She resigned from her questioning and continued towards the door, till we
were out in the open.
That's Sarah" i said, pointing towards her.
The sight of the nurse holding my hand firmly, and pointing at her frightened
Sarah. She began to retreat towards the gate as we
approached her.
"My friend stop there! the nurse ordered.
Sarah froze, with a frightened look on her face. The nurse approached her and
grabbed her by the hand.
"Come with me, you have some explaining to do" she said, as she led us all the
way up to her office. Sarah was shedding tears
already.
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......Episode 41
I spoke calmly to Folorunsho, and tried to explain to him that I was not a party
to the entire arrangement, in fact I was not into that kind
or 'runs'. My pleading and explanation fell on dead ears.
As I approached the door, he ran towards me, grabbed me and threw me
towards the bed. I knew what was going to happen next, I wasn't ready to
allow it happen to me. My frustration turned into rage. I swore to protect
myself with any means possible. I grabbed the bottle of wine he left on the
stool, emptied its content on the floor and smashed it.
If you come close to me I will kill you" I said with a stern voice. Pointing the
broken piece of the bottle towards him. He could sense the anger in my voice,
he knew I was serious. I would have stabbed him to death if he came close.
He reached for his phone in his pocket and dialed a number.
Come to my room now, I don't understand what is happening" he barked at

the person at the other end of the call.


Few minutes later, the door opened, Sarah walked into the room, with only a
piece of clothe tied round her chest. She was taken
aback when she saw me holding the piece of broken bottle.
Ruth what are you doing?" she asked, with shock on her face.
I made no attempt to answer her question, the door was open, Folorunsho
was standing away from it. I put the fragment down and walked out of the
room in a hurry. Sarah ran after me, and held my bag in an attempt to stop
me.
Ruth wait, why are still acting like a small girl? Just allow him do his thing, I will
settle you well. It's me, you owe me this " Sarah
pleaded.
"What do you take of me, you feel you can sell me off like a prostitute? Well I
don't live an immoral and ungodly life like you. " I shouted
angrily. Sarah's countenance changed immediately.
"Hey, holy girl. You were sleeping with a man throughout the night yesterday,
and today you have the guts to call me immoral? What
is the difference between me and you? Abi your virginity don grow back? Holy
ashawo "
She had barely finished when my hand landed on her cheeks. She
reciprocated the gesture without prior hesitation. My anger
overwhelmed me, and a fist fight ensued. I tore the wrapper off her body,
leaving her Unclad and exposed. She fought on like a
shameless prostitute, not minding the small crowd that had began to gather.
Someone pulled us apart, i couldn't recognize who it was. Sarah was busy
covering her body, while I culled up on the floor crying. A
feeling of regret surged through me, what i really regretted the most was
selecting the wrong kind of friend who has molested my destiny and turned
me into what i was not, the way of life I'd been living all because I wanted to
enjoy my freedom and to find true love which i never lost. It was then I
understood the true fact that my parent loved me the most but their
approach was rather harsh but i was so foolish to have noticed that, I felt
wasted.
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.....Episode 42
I had lost the man I love, I've been tricked by my friend, I didn't even know
who i was anymore. It all seemed my whole life was falling apart before my
very eyes. Other than the fact that we made a lot of noise, no one really cared
about us.
I picked my self up from the floor and walked away slowly. As I stepped
outside, I felt a peppery sensation around my face, so I looked at my face in a
mirror. Tiny fingernail marks spattered all over. It was obvious I had been in a
fight.
I boarded a taxi and headed to Matthew's hostel. I told myself that if I
explained the situation to him and pleaded profusely, he would forgive me.
My heart throbbed as I alighted the taxi. I took several unsteady steps towards
Matthew's room. I was thirsty and tired.
The hostel was in its usual state, loud music and jobless boys strolling in their

singlets and boxers. This time I paid no attention to their whistling and cat
calls. I walked straight up the stairs towards Matthew's room. I stood right
outside his door, drew in a lot of
breath and knocked on his door repeatedly, there was no response. I could
hear some movements within the house, I knew he was in
there.
I called out his name, and the movement in the room came to a halt. Few
seconds later, Matthew opened the door. He wasn't wearing any
shirt, his boxers hung freely from his hips. He was sweating profusely. He
planted himself at the doorway to prevent my entering. I looked down at the
floor, and discovered a female footwear. I looked up at Matthew in
disappointment. The look of
indifference in his eyes tore my spirit. He was definitely with another girl.
Matthew why? " I asked coldly, with tears running down my cheek.
"Why? Okay lets see. I wanted to take you out this morning, but you said you
were busy with school work. Only for me to find out you were doing my
cousin" he replied mockingly.
Its not like that, you are the only guy I have ever been with please believe me"
I fell on my knees and intensified my tears, hoping to
soften his heart.
Really? If I didn't catch you today I would have believed you. You are a cheap
prostitute, go and continue your runs, i'm through with you.
I have replaced you" Matthew slammed the door close, leaving me helpless on
the floor. I remained stationary for about five minutes,
before I could get up and walk. I struggled to my feet and made my way out of
the compound. I had to go back to school.
The ride back to school was exhausting, it felt like the longest ride I had ever
been on. My whole appearance was a mess. I was dirty and
sweating, with finger marks on my face. But I could care less.
Different thoughts surged through my mind, I kept wondering what would
change after today, as one fact had become obvious. I
wasn't the girl I used to be. Should I just go back to my parent and seek for
forgiveness then continue threading the right path which i have been place
through right from my birth. I was just clueless on how to approach things.
I arrived in school at the nick of time, the bell signalling the end of the break
had just sounded. I rushed into the gatehouse to change quickly into my

uniform. The gate-man kept staring at me with a surprise look on his face.
I dragged myself all the way to my classroom. Sarah was already seated, but
Hannah was nowhere around. She looked at me with contempt and hissed. I
couldn't care less. I rested my head on the desk and slept off. My whole body
ached. I had no idea how long i
had slept, but a stray thought woke me up. I hadn't seen Hannah.
I pinged her repeatedly, but the messages were not read. I called her phone
repeatedly, without response. At this point, I grew slightly
worried. But my sadness and aches prevented me from seeking further
measures.
Few hours past, and the closing bell rang. Hannah still wasn't back. Anxiety
overwhelmed me, I feared something bad might have happened to Hannah. I
was convinced she had no prior knowledge of Sarah 's plot. Could she have
met a more bitter consequence than me? I wondered within me.
We'll get to know in the next episode.
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....Episode 43
Gradually, the anxiety I felt began to increase. Hannah's absence greatly
disturbed me. All throughout the period of fighting in the hotel, she never
came out neither did Samuel.
Negative thoughts began to sip through my mind. I feared something bad
might have happened to Hannah. There was only one person who should
know where she is. Even if we had just fought, I had no choice but to talk to
Sarah.
I looked around and spotted Sarah, she too had a worried look on her face.
She had her phone to her ear for a while, obviously trying
to call someone. The frustration and resignation after each attempt showed
that she wasn't getting any success. I marched towards her with obvious
annoyance.
Where is Ruth.? " I demanded,

Sarah noticed the fury in my voice, she too was scared. I expected her to reply
harshly, but I guess she too saw the enormity of the
situation, and her undeniable involvement.
"I don't know where she went, I left her in the hotel" she replied, with a shaky
voice. She was almost crying.
Her sudden change of emotion made no difference to me. As far I was
concerned, she was as guilty as hell for all that might be happening.
Why on earth did you leave her there? " I inquired further, spitting out more
anger.
"I didn't see them any more when I wanted to leave, she wasn't answering her
phone either."
At that point, Sarah began to sob. Something told me she knew more than she
was letting out. She wasn't just panicking, there was more to it. What ever it
was, we had to find Hannah.
Get up, let's go and look for her" I ordered
Where would we start from " Sarah asked,
"The hotel of course"
They are not there, Samuel and Folorunsho took her away, I don't know
where they went. Non of them is answering their phones"
Fear gripped me when I heard those words, i knew there was something
wrong with those boys. Something must have happened to Hannah.
I walked back to my seat with resignation, my heart pounded. I kept dialing
Hannah's number over and over again. It rang repeatedly but there was no
response. I placed my head on my desk again, hoping to catch some sleep
before the extra lessons began. I was almost dosing off when my phone rang.
I picked it up in a hurry, i knew it had to be Hannah.
Hello? Where are you" i asked in a hurry
The voice at the other end of the phone wasn't Hannah's. It was a lady who
identified herself as a staff of the hotel we just visited. She called to find out
who owned the phone. Apparently, she found Hannah's phone in the room
while she was cleaning up.
It became obvious to me that my friend Hannah was missing. I turned towards
Sarah, she was still on her seat. This time, she was
shedding tears. She definitely knows what was happening.
I sprang up from my seat and ran to her, gripped her shirt by the neck line

and demanded to know where Hannah was. The


Sarah i know would have fought back, but she looked up at me quietly with
guilt written all over her face.
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.....Episode 44
Something happened to Hannah" Sarah confessed. My heart almost gave
out. Goose bumps appeared on my skin, I have never been this scared of
anything before.
"What happened " I asked nervously
"While I was in the room with Ayo, he got a call from Samuel. He said they took
Hannah to the hospital, he didn't tell me why. When I
insisted on knowing, Ayo excused himself and walked out of the room. He
didn't return until I decided to leave."
Which hospital?" I enquired
I don't know"
And you left her? "
Sarah looked at me without saying a word, tears flowed freely from her eyes.
The hatred I felt for her increased. I felt like choking her to
death. But then we had to find Ruth. I dragged her up and ordered her to

follow me.
"Where are we going"?
To find Ruth of course "
She kept quiet and followed me sheepishly. It was almost time for extra
lessons to begin, but I didn't care about that. I just had to find
Hannah.
We changed our clothes at the gate house, and boarded a taxi heading
towards the hotel. I hoped anyone there would have a clue to where Hannah
was taken.
I couldn't help but wonder what could have happened to her, she did not look
sick when we left school together this morning. She was quite active and full
of life. I have never known her to have any health challenges either. I stared
out of the taxi window, playing up a lot of scenarios in my mind. I was
convinced that those boys had a hand in whatever happened to Hannah.
The taxi pulled up in front of the hotel, we handed the driver his money and
went in. I recognized one of the receptionist, she was
there when we came earlier.. I walked up to her, and asked if she knew about
a girl who was rushed to a hospital from the hotel earlier. Unfortunately, she
had no idea. She only gave us a list of hospitals around the hotel, they were
five in number including a psychiatric hospital.
We hurried out of the hotel into the street, hoping to move from hospital to
hospital in search of my friend Hannah. I prayed silently that nothing bad
happens to her.
The first hospital was just a few meters away from the hotel. Sarah and I
strolled along. She walked rather sluggishly behind me,
almost as if she was scared of finding Hannah. No doubt, she already knew
how much I hated her at this point.
As we walked by, a lot of thoughts gathered in my head. I was preoccupied
with the thought of what could have happened to Hannah, but on the other
hand I couldn't keep my mind off my
broken relationship with Matthew. I wondered if he would ever forgive me.
The identity of the girl in the room also troubled
me. For someone who claimed to love me and he has within few minutes
gotten a new girl to himself. Is this what love is all about?
Matthew moved on really fast. Images from the past few hours continuously

flooded my mind. I wondered if Matthew actually


knew I was in that hotel, at the same time I cursed myself for not leaving
sooner, and not seeing the similarity between Folorunsho and Joseph. I would
have saved myself a lot of
heartache.
At that point, i realized that i knew very little about those boys at the hotel. I
slowed down a little, to allow Sarah catch up with me. I
wanted to satisfy my curiosity.
Did you know that Folorunsho was Matthew's cousin?
"I asked, facing Sarah.
"No" she replied, shrugging her shoulder unconvincingly.
she was obviously lying I could tell. But I did not border to press further,
because it would make no difference at this point.
How did you know Ayo?, and what arrangements did you have with him? i
queried further.
"We were friends before he traveled to Canada. This morning, he called to
inform me that he was around. He wanted some girls
to spend time with himself and his friends. So I collected sixty thousand naira
from him to 'arrange' two girls. I didn't know it would be like this I swear"
I looked at her with disgust written all-over my face. She faced down, probably
embarrassed over her actions. I turned away and headed into the hospital
complex. We walked straight to the reception, to meet an angry-looking girl in
her early twenties.
Good afternoon" we greeted simultaneously.
How may I help you? " she asked, without replying our greeting
'We are looking for a patient who might have been brought here today, her
name is Hannah."
She made several clicks on her mouse before informing us that they had no
patient with that name. I felt a little more disappointed
and worried.
We left for the next hospital, which was just a few minutes away. We searched
helplessly for Hannah, until there was just one hospital left. I took out the list
of hospitals the hotel receptionist gave us, and glanced through it.
I was greatly shocked when I realised that the last hospital is a psychiatric
hospital.

Could Hannah have gone mad? I wondered. I turned toward Sarah and
announced to her that we would be checking a
psychiatric hospital next.
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....Episode 45
The sullen look on her face presented a kind of guilt I couldn't understand.
She avoided eye contact with me. I was very sure she knew something that she
wasn't telling me.
My heart raced as we entered the psychiatric hospital. The sheer magnificence
of the building wowed me a little. But it still did not shew my anxiety. I know
that mad people were usually admitted
here, hence I did not know if I should pray to find Hannah here or not.
As we walked in, Sarah began to drag behind. Her unwillingness to enter the
building gave her away. I looked suspiciously at her and left her behind. Unlike
the previous hospitals, this one had no reception. I looked around for a while,
hoping to find someone to talk to. I ran towards a nurse who seemed to be
hurrying out of sight.
Excuse me ma, please help me I'm looking for someone "

She neither lessened her pace nor stop to look at me. She was focused on the
file she was carrying. She walked and spoke at the same time.
Who exactly?" she asked, flipping through her
file and walking briskly.
It's my friend, her name is Hannah, I don't know
if.. "
She stopped abruptly and shot a horrible look at me immediately I mentioned
Hannah's name. I stole a glance at the file she was holding, it had" Hannah
Balogun" written on it, with a tag next to it stating clearly Emergency"
"Are you the Sarah? " she asked, grabbing hold of my hand.
"No ma, Sarah is just outside, I'm Ruth" I replied, trying to wriggle free from
her grip.
Take me to her" she ordered, as she pulled me towards the door.
My anxiety increased, at this point I was certain that Sarah had a lot to do with
what was happening.
Do you know your friends Parents or anybody we can contact ?" she stopped
and asked.
I thought about it for a while, if Hannah wanted them to contact her family,
she would have volunteered those information. I decided to
withhold answers myself.
No ma, i don't know anyone "
"What about your school? "
"School has closed" i replied.
She resigned from her questioning and continued towards the door, till we
were out in the open.
That's Sarah" i said, pointing towards her.
The sight of the nurse holding my hand firmly, and pointing at her frightened
Sarah. She began to retreat towards the gate as we
approached her.
"My friend stop there! the nurse ordered.
Sarah froze, with a frightened look on her face. The nurse approached her and
grabbed her by the hand.
"Come with me, you have some explaining to do" she said, as she led us all the
way up to her office. Sarah was shedding tears
already.
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.....Episode 46
We passed through an open ward to her office. The sight of mentally
challenged people gave me the creeps. Some looked calm and well
behaved, you ll rarely notice their madness. Others where obviously unruly
and disorderly. Some showed waxy flexibility.
I wondered why Hannah was in a psychiatric hospital. Has she suddenly
become mad? I wondered. I began to recollect stories of
young girls who have been used for money rituals by boys of this kind. My
own thoughts sent cold shivers down my spine. But I knew my curiosity would
soon be satisfied, as we entered into a small office with three chairs and a
table.
She pointed at seats for Sarah and I, while she sat across the table facing us. I
looked around the office uncomfortably, wondering what was about to
happen. Sarah on the other hand was sobbing. Her

face was soaked with tears. For what reason, I had no idea.
The nurse placed her file on the table, and flipped through several pages,
clearly searching for something. She looked up, staring into our eyes,
alternating between I and Sarah.
Lets hear your own side of the story" she said, pointing at Sarah.
Sarah shrugged, and turned away from the nurse. She directed her gaze to
the floor, sobbing profusely. I was getting more agitated
and worried, I desperately needed to hear what happened.
I didn't know it was going to be like that, I thought she would agree Sarah said
in between sobs.
But why did you not offer yourself instead, or at least return their money?"
the nurse replied, in a stern voice. She was getting impatient and angry too.
Ayo wanted me to himself, I have spent part of the money. Hannah was the
only option left" Sarah continued.
So you sold your friend for how much? " She shouted, springing up from her
seat and banging her fist on the table.
Sarah's head dropped to the table, her sobbing had become weeping. I turned
my head from side to side, trying to decipher the
situation. I just couldn't gather the story in my head.
"Pray nothing happens to your friend, you prostitute. "
"And you" focusing on me how did you become friends with this girl?"
I looked sullenly at her, if only she knew how much I regret knowing Sarah.
What happened ma? " I asked almost inaudibly
"Your friend here was paid sixty thousand to arrange three prostitutes for a
boy and his friends. She took you and Hannah to them. Obviously you were
not open to the arrangement, I guess. I heard you threatened one of them
with a sharp object"
Yes ma, " I replied
"When you left, he demanded for his money or another girl. But I guess your
friend here has spent all the money. So they settled for Hannah instead,
without her knowledge.
Apparently Hannah refused to 'accommodate' two guys at the same time, so
they resorted to coercion. They forced a substance into her
mouth and nose. I'm not sure what it was, but from the description, it might

be cocaine.
Anyway Hannah passed out, she had no idea what happened. When she woke
up, she was bleeding and acting abnormally. So they brought her here and
disappeared. Well, your friend suffered from the effect of cocaine and the
trauma she also passed through. She had a miscarriage too"
Her last sentence shocked me, I almost jumped out of my seat.
How is that possible?" I asked, with tears falling freely from my eyes.
Well she told us she was six weeks pregnant, and Sarah here has been giving
her pills to terminate it. I guess she has succeeded now"
I stood up from my seat with uncontrollable anger, and grabbed Sarah by her
collar. I wanted to choke her badly.
What have you done, you devil. If anything happens to Hannah, I will kill you
myself " I screamed at the top of my voice.
Sarah sat helplessly, making no effort to defend herself. The gravity of her
actions must have sunk deep into her head. The nurse ran
across to us, and freed Hannah from my grip.
"Calm down, Hannah is stable now, the worst has past" she said as she pulled
me away from Sarah.
Can I see her? i asked calmly.
"Follow me" she ordered.
The three of us walked out of the office, as she lead us towards another room.
She stood by the entrance, and directed us to go in and be brief. I opened the
door and walked in, while Sarah held back. She was reluctant to see Hannah.
Of course she had to be, it was difficult to predict what Hannah's reaction will
be.
I got closer to the bed and called out to Hannah gently. She turned her head
towards me slowly. Her pillow was soaked with tears, her
eyes were pale and swollen. She looked nothing like the girl who left school
with me this morning. She was still sobbing quietly when she
signaled me to come closer.
I walked up to her and bent down to listen.
Tell Sarah that I 'll kill her and myself when I leave this hospital " she
whispered into my ears in between sobs.
I could feel the pain and anger in her voice, she never deserved this. I'd kill
Sarah too if I had the courage.

"Please don't bring my parents into this" she continued, as she burst in
another round of tears. I held her hand, and we cried together for a while. I
couldn't take it anymore, i had left the room.
Sarah and the nurse were still standing outside. I looked at her coldly, with
hatred and anger clearly visible. I felt the urge to choke
her again. The nurse placed her hand on my shoulder,
and spoke in a gentle voice.
You have to help Hannah, we need to contact her family, this is a psychiatric
hospital. We have done our part, we need to refer her to the teaching hospital,
she needs an ultrasound which we can't do here. So if you know any way of
contacting her parents, please tell me"
I thought about it for a while, if Hannah's parents entered the fray, it will only
be a matter of time before my parents would know too. All our dirty secretes
will be exposed. I'd probably get the beating of my life. But all that didn't
matter, i had to do the right thing, even if it would be a disaster for me.
Hannah needed help.
I know her house" i blotted out.
Fine, i will get my keys" she replied, and headed for her office
What are you doing? you are going to expose all of us" Sarah whispered .
I had no idea how to reply her, I simply swung my hand around and struck her
face. The slap startled her, but she made no attempt to
retaliate. She simply held her cheek. My reply was clearly delivered I suppose.
I knew our little hide and seek had come to an end, but what I was left to
anticipate was my parent's reaction when they find who I had become.
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The Story of My Life........Episode 47 (Final Episode)


I was still deep in thoughts when the nurse returned, with a bunch of keys.
She signaled me to follow her. Sarah simply refused to
follow us. We climbed down a flight of stairs leading to the exit. Her car was
packed in front.
Where are we going?"she asked, as we both took our sits in the car.
Ikeja" i replied.
She started the engine and our journey started. As it progressed, i placed my
head on the dash board, thinking and sobbing. A lot of
thoughts flashed through my head.
Hannah was pregnant, she was sold by our friend, drugged and Molested. I
imagined the horror she went through, and her eventual
hospitalization. I wasn't left out of the suffering either. I had lost my virginity
and pride to a boy who had moved on very quickly. I was caught in a hotel
room with a boy, like a common prostitute. I also
wondered what would have happened to me if i didn't have the courage to
escape from the hotel.

In all, my life had taken a negative turn, i hated who i had become. Is there
any way back for me.? I wondered, as tears fell freely from my eyes. I felt the
car slowing down and pulling over. I knew we hadn't gotten to Ikeja yet. I lifted
my head from the dash board to see what was happening.
It all seemed clear in front of me, there was no reason for us to stop. I turned
towards her with my tear filled face, wondering why she
stopped. Her attention was solely focused on me. She had a look of sadness
and pity registered on her face. Her gaze provoked more tears, as i started
sobbing loudly.
Here, stop crying " she said, handing over a white handkerchief.
"I can tell that you are different from your friends she continued.
How did you get involved with them? " she asked
"I don't know, i thought we were friends i replied in between sobs.
I couldn't control my tears anymore, i was already crying bitterly. The reasons
for my tears were many, sadness and sorrow overwhelmed me. I just felt like
dying. I opened the door quickly and ran out of the car, i had no idea where i
was or what i was doing.
I came to a stop a short distance away from the car and fell on the shrubs. I
felt i was going mad. The nurse walked up to me, and
held me up. She hugged me, holding my head
tightly to her shoulder.
"It's okay, i know this must be difficult for you, just know I'm here for you." she
said, in the kindest voice i have ever heard.
I laid helplessly on her shoulder, crying profusely. My tears soaked her white
uniform. We were beginning to get attention from
passers-by. She held me by my waist and lead me back to the car, and held
the door open for me to sit.
Ruth, talk to me, what have you girls been up to"? She asked again.
I felt a little bit more comfortable, there was nothing else to hide, the truth will
soon be out and everyone will know. I revealed all the
events of the past few weeks, including all the minor details.
I told her about our regular escape from school, and how we usually pay the
gate man. She did not seem shocked to hear any of it, not even the escapades
with Matthew. She listened patiently and quietly to my story.

But why Ruth? Why did you choose to follow this path, why ignore your
parents discipline?
"She asked, looking straight at my eyes.
"I just wanted to be loved, i wanted someone to understand me. He was just
there for me, he. " i stopped to wipe the tear from my
eyes and control my weeping.
She held my head up, and turned it towards her.
I'm sure your parents love you, just give them a chance, you can be a better
person"
They don't, no one has ever spoken to me like this. " i replied coldly.
She let go of me and turned towards the windscreen.
No one is a perfect parent, my daughter was about your age when she gave
birth. " she said, as a feeling of sadness overwhelmed her.
I wiped my tears when i heard those words. I simply decided not to cry
anymore, knowing that it could have been worse. She looked at
me again and said" you can be a better person, don't give up on yourself "
She started the engines, and our journey continued. Few minutes later, we
were at Hannah's house. It wasn't exactly a mansion, it
was the habitat of people who earned decent wages.
Hannah's mother's car was parked outside. The nurse pulled over at the side
of the road, and we walked a short distance to Hannah's house.
The front door opened before we got to it. Hannah's mother came out of the
house, well-dressed with a bible under her armpit. She
looked set for evening service. We hurried quickly to catch up with her, while
she was struggling to lock the door.
Excuse me ma" the nurse called out, to Hannah's mum, as she hurried
towards her. I stayed back at the gate, fearing the reaction
from Hannah's mum when she hears about her daughter.
I was too far out to hear the conversation that ensued between them, but
Hannah's mother's countenance changed, she looked worried and began to
panic. She got into her car in a hurry and drove off. While the nurse and i got
into hers, and headed towards my house.
I still managed to get home a little early. My mum had returned from work,
she was watching a movie in the sitting room. I greeted her and walked
towards my room quickly to avoid being noticed. My eyes were swollen, and
my face was a mess.

I threw my school bag on the floor, took off my uniform and tied a towel. I
wanted to wash off the day's events from my body and mind. I needed to rest
badly.
As i headed for the bathroom, my room door opened. My mum walked in. I
tried to hurry into the bathroom to avoid any confrontation with her, i did not
want another fight.
Ruth wait " she called out, halting me in my stride.
I stopped, without turning around to look at her. I anticipated a question and
answer session.
"What is wrong my daughter, you don't look happy"she said in a rather nice
tone .
I was quite shocked, my mother doesn't usually speak to me in such manner. I
turned around to make sure it wasn't someone else.
My eyes met my mum's. She noticed my swollen eyes and battered face.
Have you been crying? " she asked, moving closer to me.
I paused for a moment, it was quite obvious. There was no use denying.
"Hannah is in the hospital " i muttered
"Oh what happened to her? "
She fainted" i replied, convinced within myself that i haven't told a lie. My mum
tried comfort me. Her attempts were lame but duly appreciated. I went into
the bathroom, as she left for the sitting room. I took my bath slowly,
wondering what would transpire
between Hannah and her mum.
I stepped out of the bathroom after about fifteen minutes. I wore my night
cloths, and retired for the day, hoping to fall asleep as quickly as possible.
However, sleep eluded me. My eyes remained wide open. I continuously
replayed the day's events in my head, wondering how it would all end.
The sound of my door handle turning interrupted my thoughts. My mum
walked in again, with her placed on her ear. She spoke
for a while with the person at the other end before turning her attention to
me.
That was Hannah's mother " she said, giving me a suspicious look.
I sat up on the bed, knowing fully well that the
game was up.
" She gold me a lot of things i don't understand. Ruth, what happened? Who
did you go to see in a hotel? Is what I'm hearing
true? "

I looked at my mum's face, i could feel her disappointment and frustration . I


bowed my head slowly and began to shed tears again. I knew i had let
everyone down, i was a bad person.
"So it's true? This is what you have become?" she said, with a shaky voice. She
too was close to tears. She sat on my bed and buried
her head in her palm. She seemed greatly pained, and i knew it was all my
fault. I knelt down beside her and began apologise profusely. I tried go explain
the day's event to her as accurately as i could remember, while tactfully
leaving out anything that had to do
with Matthew.
You see why i told you not to associate with those girls? Imagine yourself in
Hannah's situation" My mum said after listening to my
story.
Promise me you won't tell daddy" i pleaded.
My mum obliged, as she left me to continue in my thoughts. I heaved a sigh of
relief as she left, believing that it was all over. I made a resolution within
myself never to return to this way of life. I wanted to be a better person. I will
ask God for forgiveness.
***************** *********************
Hannah resumed school after about one month of absence. She was looking
quite different. She was much more withdrawn and anti-social than she used
to be. The news of her miscarriage and apparent molest had been on
everyone's lips. Though there were different versions of the story, they all
seemed to have emerged from one source, Sarah.
She had made new friends, and never seemed to care about what happened
to Hannah. I was the only person Hannah had. She never failed to express
how much regret, pain and embarrassment she had caused herself and her
family. I could feel her pain, i was just thankful it wasn't me.
We watched with keen interest as Sarah and her new found friends
continuously absconded from school and returned unsuspectingly. It
surprised me how easily she could influence people. Each time i saw her
friends, it was like seeing myself all over again.
Two weeks passed, as we neared the end of the term. It was a typical Monday
morning. The last lecture before break had just began,
Sarah and her friends left the classroom with their bags hanging from their
shoulders, heading towards the gate house.

Hannah and i went straight to the principal's office, to alert him.


The principal was a stout old man, known for his extreme punishments. He
was angered by our news. He walked hurriedly towards the gatehouse at the
back of the school, hoping to catch Sarah and her colleagues.
Hannah and i walked briskly behind him, struggling to keep up with his pace.
Halfway through the journey, i felt thirsty and exhausted. I was panting
heavily. It had been going on for quite a while now, i waved it off as stress.
As i struggled to keep pace, my vision became blurred, eventually turned dark,
i felt weightless and powerless. I tried to call out to
Hannah, but my vocal cord produced no sound.
From that moment, i had no idea where i was, or what was happening.
.**********
I opened my eyes slowly, trying to figure out where i was. I knew i had passed
out a while ago, but i couldn't guess how long. I turned
my head sideways to look properly at the figure sitting in front of me.
My vision was inaccurate and blurry at first. As it began to brighten, i could see
my mother sitting close, with tears flowing from my eyes.
I looked around the room carefully, it was obvious i was in a hospital. Fear
gripped me as i saw the sadness on my mum's face. I was scared that
something bad may have happened.
What happened? I asked, trying to prop myself up on the bed.
My mum handed me a piece of paper. I snatched it from her, and scanned
through it's content. It made no sense to me, it was mainly medical jargons.
"I don't understand, what does it say? " i asked as i handed the paper back to
her.
"You are pregnant she said, in between sobs.
My heart skipped a beat, my head felt lighter. If i were standing, I'd have
fainted again. I broke down in tears, thinking it was not
possible. I remember i swallowed the pills Sarah gave me.
"No no it has to be a mistake i screamed.
"Blood and urine tests have confirmed it" my mum replied
I held my head in my palm, utterly confused and dejected. I had no idea what
to do or say. I felt like dying. I could feel my energy
draining away. I wanted to cry, but It seemed my tear glands had dried up, or
my pain was more than tears.

My father burst into the room, and screamed at the top of his voice.
so you have disgraced me finally, you have brought shame to me"
He tried to hit me, but my mum held him back.
She is pregnant, don't hit her please".
I just laid motionless on the bed, at this point i couldn't care less if i was dead.
My life was empty and meaningless.
Who is responsible for this my father shouted
" Matthew" i blotted out without hesitation.
Get up, we are going to his father's house".
My dad dragged me roughly from the bed, he led me out of the door, not
minding my current state of health. My mum tagged along,
as we headed for Matthew's house.
*****
The atmosphere was tense, the reception was hostile. Matthew's dad had
labelled my dad a failure for not being able control the small prostitute" he
had in his house. He was convinced that his son wasn't responsible for my
pregnancy, even before hearing his side of the story .
He ordered us out of his house, but my dad insisted on hearing from Matthew
first. Matthew's Dad called him over the phone, and
ordered him to come home immediately.
We sat and waited quietly for about 30 minutes. I stood behind my mum who
was weeping profusely. My face was devoid of emotions, i had cried myself to
the limit.
Although i was falling apart inside, my countenance didn't reveal much.
Matthew arrived no sooner than expected, he entered the living room
unannounced, perhaps expecting to find his father alone. The faces before
him threw him back. He paused for a
while and examined our faces closely. No doubt, he must have deduced the
situation appropriately. He reorganised himself and
greeted everyone.
His father pointed a finger at me.
Do you know her?"he asked
We attend the same church" he replied calmly.
She said she is pregnant for you"
Jesus! Matthew exclaimed, putting his hands on his head.
"Daddy, i don't know what she is talking about" Matthew denied

Shut up, the catechist caught both of you in church the other time" my father
cut in
That was then, she was my girlfriend, but we broke up when i caught her in a
hotel with a man" Matthew continued.
"I told you she is a prostitute " Matthew's Dad contributed.
"She has been sleeping with my cousin, what ever she is carrying there must
belong to him," pointing at my abdomen.
"Did i not catch you with him in a hotel? " Matthew asked
The entire scene was inhuman and embarrassing for me and my family. Being
called a prostitute with circumstantial evidence made me want to die.
Who would have believed that Matthew would ever treat me like this? Few
weeks ago, he took my virginity, he was my knight in shining armour. Today he
is the one labelling me a whore.
I bent my head in shame, as everyone turned towards me, waiting for a
response . Any reply i give would make no difference, I'd be damned anyway.
His cousin has returned to Canada, you can take your prostitute daughter
and grand child to him there, but for now get out of my house" Matthew's Dad
barked.
My dad jumped to his feet and hurried out of sight. My mum and i walked
slowly towards the door. I walked closer to Matthew and
whispered to him.
You 'll come looking for your child someday "
He totally avoided eye contact with me, he knew deep within himself that he
was the father.
My dad's car was not parked outside anymore, he had left us in anger. My
mum and i took a cab home. We cried all the way home, other passengers
looked at us in amusement, wondering what was wrong.
We got home, me and my mum went in separate direction. I went to my room
and continued my tears. Daniel joined me in my
room, and cried along.
About 10pm, a sharp knock on the gate awakened everyone. Daniel went
outside to open. My father staggered into the compound, towards the house. I
came to the seating room
to have a good view of him.

The stench of alcohol and vomit escorted him as he staggered along. He


began to utter several senseless words
You disgrace me you disgrace yourself. I'm a failure, but your education is
over, you and your life. "
I knew he was referring to me, i was grieved. I had never seen my father drunk
before. As i watched my father throwing up, and my
mother weeping, i felt terrible. I knew i had brought shame and disgrace to my
household, and myself. I had made mistakes that would change my life
forever. All it really took was one wrong turn.
-THE ENDAm married to Jesus now, i've learnt my lesson and no going back on this. I've
repented and ask God for forgiveness and i have the full assurance that my
sins have been forgiven. Am fully reconciled with my parent and they've
forgiven me. We are enjoying our new life episode in Christ.
I believe many ladies are about to take this step, some might have even taken
such step, i've decided to share my story with you. My aim is to admonish you
all to retrace your step back to God, don't destroy your life, future and destiny
once you get free from the bondage (as it is rightly tagged by teens) of your
parent, rather hold on to the faith you believe in.
God bless you, Shalom!

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