The chance to edit this chapter: My name is Adama, and I have a wonderful life, as well as a wonderful family to which I am devoted.I am a Nigerian woman who also happens to be an Igbo girl.While the majority of you may be expecting a werewolf, vampires, and other supernatural creatures, it is sometimes necessary to understand the real world and what exists on it.A story about myself and how I came to be in the position I was in will be told to you. I never imagined something like this could happen in this world, but it did happen to me. I hope you enjoy it.As a result of my excruciating discomfort, I sobbed nonstop and slept helplessly.My mother's name was Mrs Nneka and my father's name was Mr Ben; I was also blessed with a sister and a brother; the firstborn of the family was a girl named chichi; the second born was a boy named chika; and I was the third and final born, the last was a boy named chunks;The people in my family have been happy and we have had peace, but as you g
It was the middle of the night, and because we only have two rooms, I always sleep on the floor. My mother will always tell me that she dream I'm pregnant, and I will always rebuff her.I've always had a thing for girls, but I'm not sure why it is that whenever I see them, I get this strange sensation.My cousin, who was my best friend and with whom I did everything, came to visit us one day and asked to leave with us.One day, no one was at home, so we were both sleeping, and I had this strange sensation that I was having sex, but I couldn't put my finger on it.I got to my feet and looked at her age, which was asleep, so I pretended that I was sleeping as well and poured my legs on her, after which I pressed my pussy against her as I moved closer.Then I started putting my hands deep into her skirt, being careful not to wake her. I used my hands to massage her boobs and then I started putting my hands deep into her skirt.If she moves even slightly, I'll stop, but why should I be co
As a result of my father's departure, I worked extremely hard to complete my education and graduate with honors. Finding work was difficult at first, but I eventually found one. When I turned 20, a guy who had been observing my behavior approached and asked me to be his girlfriend. I refused, saying that I didn't want anything to do with men.When I want to get away with a sexual notion, all I have to do is start touching my genitals.Soon after, he began to bother me, and I agreed. My mother had always said she didn't like those types of men, but I reasoned that it was because he lacked financial resources. It was nighttime, and I went with my home friends for rehashing but I told them to go in and I would join them soon; instead, I stayed with the guy in a keke and started talking to him about my feelings and what I wanted more of.Allow me to introduce you to him. His name is John, and he has a charming smile, as well as a dark and handsome complexion.We continued to converse, and
I understand that you may despise me for the sins I did, but one thing I am certain of is that God does not despise me.I make every effort to make everyone happy for me, yet all they care about is obtaining whatever they can and then ditching me. I'll look at my mother and cry because she's not the same as she was before my father's death; I'm trying to be decent and nice and to put things right; I'm aware that I've made a lot of mistakes in the past, but I want to remedy them all.Remember when I told you about the guy at my school who wanted to date me? Well, guess what guys, he raped my friend and she became pregnant; I'm not sure if it was rape or she desired it, but I was relieved it wasn't me at the time.I had a buddy named Chiso; I'm not sure how to characterize her, but she's a mischievous young lady.She pays me a visit at work at night and suggests that we go to a club after I finish.I've always refused her and never committed such an act in my life.My mother abused her
I never considered life to be so bleak, but if I had known that this would be my final day on earth, I would have made amends.I was hoping that after all the wrongs and bad things I had done, God would still have mercy on me. I walked down the road to get some drugs for my mother; she needed some drugs to help her calm down a bit. If the walls could speak to me, I would never have left home.I had the distinct impression that I was constantly being watched, but I had no idea it was this serious.I wished this world would swallow me whole and I would never be heard from again, but the look at me thing isn't working and I felt as though everyone was against me, but what could I do or say?After I obtained the drugs and was returning home, a car pulled out and two men exited, and I was dragged inside. I saw another guy, but his face was obscured by a handkerchief, and before I knew it, everything had turned black.I awoke and found myself tied and in an unknown location. I was terrified
Michael is my given name. I come from a wealthy family and have been blessed abundantly.Allow me to begin by not mentioning my parents; I was the first child and my parents desired that I marry as soon as possible. I frequently pass by a street called Ajegunle.I was constantly going to see friends or stopping by if I had any work; there is one crazy lady who I always see whenever I pass by. But this one is different; I saw the majority of insane people walk by constantly while this one stayed still and sat in a specific spot without saying anything; I saw how people dropped the majority of their leftovers for her and felt pity; what a pretty woman will turn insane only God knows what she did to earn this situation.She was naked and she was not truly insane; every time I pass by that location, she is all there.So one day, I came down from my car to get a snack because I was so hungry. As I approached the mad lady, my name was called out."MICHAEL".I turned around and saw no one ca
When my father asked me again whether I could tell them about the mad lady or how she knew my name, I was at a loss for words. When he inquired again, I was absolutely lost in contemplation.What prompted the convening of this meeting, and what are your views on the subject?Everyone was waiting for me to speak up in order to ascertain what was wrong. I turned my gaze upward and attempted to speak, but all that came out was the sound of a silent syllable. I placed my hands on my head and gazed down before returning my gaze to my parent.Micheal If you convene this gathering and are unprepared to speak, you should rise and exit immediately.I did pause to allow Mom to finish her sentence before speaking.I came across an insane woman.Everywhere was silent, and no one was audible. I looked at my sister, who gave me a puzzled look as if to say, and why are you telling us this?"Son, what happened and what was significant about this last last?" my father inquired once more. There are oth
The number of times I woke up during the night was so numerous that I didn't let it stop me from going around the house and keeping my attention locked on everyone who was sleeping until the lights were turned back on. Afterwards, I went into my room a few minutes later, where I closed my eyes almost immediately and fell asleep virtually instantly. Getting to sleep this evening was not a difficult feat for me to accomplish. When I realized Michael's eyes were closed, my thoughts raced through my head, and the only thing I could muster was a quick thank you before slamming the door shut behind me and fleeing into my room. The previous evening, Michal, who happened to be my roommate at the time of this particular incident, and I had both been in the same room when we both experienced an equally awful experience, which we shared with each other. Because of the various favors Michael has done for me over the years, I felt compelled to show my gratitude to him for his aid and support throu