Me And I Am

Me And I Am

LECTURES 330
Votes 40
Chapitres 3

Contenu pour adultesTerminé ven., mars 30, 20188m

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Seseorang yang terlalu nyaman untuk bermimpi, dan bercita cita menukar mimpi jadi kenyataan, walaupun ketidak mungkinan terus menerus terlihat jelas di depan matanya. Dunia sudah terlanjur melihat sisi lain dari kata kebenaran itu sendiri, mereka tetap memilih pilihan itu meskipun buruk asalkan menguntungkan. Seakan akan buta warna pada segi keadilan. So I say fuck you, for all of you guys, itu pun tak berarti apapun mereka hanya diam seperti kalkun. ***** On going, update every i have a time to write my fuckin story.

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After the 3 weeks orientation program of the NYSC, I was posted to a secondary school at Oyan for the one year service. I was given a room on the school compound at the Corpers' quarters. On getting to On getting to Oyan, I started looking for a Pentecostal church where I could be worshipping, and soon I was able to find one. Shortly after I started worshipping in the church, I joined the choir. Fortunately, it was at the time when the choir leader just left the church, and there was nobody to coordinate the members. Before I knew it, I was made the choir leader after being interviewed by the pastor, Pastor Williams. I was loved by everybody in the church, especially the choristers, because of my unique voice. Whenever I sing or lead a song, the whole congregation has a way of murmuring "Huuuuunnnnn!" with a sigh of satisfaction when they hear my voice. Most of the choir members were younger than me, so they call me "aunty" or "Sister Sewa". One of them was Bode, who used to play keyboard for us in the church. He was so gifted when it comes to instruments; there was no instrument he couldn't play. I always felt the presence of God whenever he was on the keyboard. I was named Adesewa after my late grandmother, who passed away shortly before I was born. My dad loved his mum so much, and hence transferred the love to me, believing that his late mother was the one who came back, more so, according to him, I was the mama's carbon copy. It was after he became saved, that he knew he was wrong. My second name was Yetunde. My dad saw me as perfect. Anything I did or said was right, even when I myself knew I was wrong. In a nutshell, I was his favorite. When my mum noticed that daddy was treating me like the apple of his eyes, she wasn't taking things easy with me at all. She spanks me at every slight mistake I made, mostly when my dad wasn't at home.

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