Life is a very complex word to understand but there are different ways as to which one can describe life and am about to tell you my own story. This story is about a boy who has not even lived half of his life to the fullest yet, but has gone through so many experiences which are just so unexplainable. Now I know you’d be thinking, what exactly this small boy has seen that motivated him to write. Well this is not a story of let’s say when someone gets kidnap and then eventually gets to escape and then he decides to release a book with the title ‘My Life In The Hands Of the Kidnappers and How I Escaped’. Well, no much talk let’s just get to it.
PS: I am not a writer so please all those rules of writing and English words I didn’t use or won’t use, pardon me and just make the corrections in your head. Thank You and Enjoy.
CHAPTER 1
Sound of kids crying, some laughing, some singing, dancing, whatsoever you could think of , and guess who was just by himself, in a corner all alone. That was me in primary one, at that age I had already known what love, kisses, and sex was all about, I knew more than my age and I kind of hated myself for that. Sometimes I feel like I was molested by my teachers while I was in the nursery class, it comes like flashes though but I don’t know if it’s just my imagination or something, well that’s what I just want to believe. So I grew, got into a secondary school, a missionary school, just all boys, sometimes I feel it was a mistake going there, not because of the teachers or the strict rule of the Principal, you’ll get to know as we read on. We had so many different characters in my class back then, the tallest, the finest, the most swaged, the well behaved and so on, the thing is I didn’t know where I fell into, apart from the tall segment, lol, I wasn’t all that tall but I wasn’t short either. So in Jss3, the first time I was actually flogged for a crime, I don’t know where I got the guts to touch the ass of one of my teachers, mhen it wasn’t funny at all, she threatened to tell the class if I didn’t allow her cane me. But guess what, it was worth it, mehn that ass was soft like damn soft, no offence. We also had an English teacher, she was like the sexiest of all, all students kind of adored her but she was kind of old for everyone, like in her late 30’s, I always wished she would grab me so tight and just kiss me , but it never happened, weird right?. I got into a new class, where I found love, it actually started out as a competition between me and a friend, David Olabode, every girls dream, unlike me, the weirdo. Well we got into a bet of getting the girl who is my best friend’s sister, I know I know, you might be thinking, what about the bro code and all of not dating your guys sister but eventually it happened. I won the bet using words, so guys it is not always about looks, it is also about the care, the sweetness, you know the rest. Wasn’t planning on letting the relationship last long as it was a bet, but as the dating went on, mhen, I got to find out she was the one of sweetest thing on this planet earth and I didn’t want to let go no more. We had our fights though like every other relationships, we hardly got a chance to see just from a distance, and her brother knew about our relationship, blessings to him. I don’t want to start talking about her if not this whole story would just be hers. So a lot happened in my senior class, I learnt how to smoke shisha, drive a car, we had this favorite spot we go to every Saturday to hire cars, it was where I learnt to drive like a racer, lol, don’t be scared you’ll be safe with me in the car. Life in secondary was so crazy, went to parties. There was this time at a party me and the guys were doing first to rock a lady, lmfao, cannot believe I ever did that shit, so crazy we sometimes got to struggle for ass. I was tagged the name ‘Liker’ because of the way I always complimented ladies, I so hated it but so what, I couldn’t help it, had to appreciate God’s creatures you know and through this I actually got to develop the skill set to talk to a lady, I was once a shy dude sacred and all if the girl would slap me or not but guys I no send oo, still continued my liking. If I should start to mention names now ehhh, you’d be surprised.
Watch out for Chapter 2, get ready to be blown away with laughter, would be going into details of my ss3 and that would end the segment of my secondary school life. Hope you all enjoyed this, click on the like button and invite your friends to come read.
