My mother kidnap may afam
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Ongoing, First published Jul 03, 2024
This story is about my mother.. 
making pakialam of my relationship with my afam. 

To nigth is verybad nigth mga teh.. shutang inamezz !! Inagaw ni mama yung afam ko. naiwan ko kasi naka login ang account ko sa cp nya. 
Oo sige na mas maganda ang mama ko kesa sa akin pero lamang ako sa karisma sa kanya.
Muka palang di na aayawan pang balugbugan ang quality . Ewan ko ba bakit naaadik ako sa afam madami naman nag kakagusto sa akin dito sa amin,. Si rudy na kamuka ni papa jesus,si vince na mala alden ritsard sa tangkad,. Saka ang akin love interest na si juswa.,, teh afam talaga target ng bilat ko nag mamantika pag maka amoy ng pawis ng afam sa bGC .
May afam hunter ay ako kahit 1km pa layo napupunit na panty ko yan ang alarm na may afam na papalapit.
1 time may afam na tumitig sa akin sa BGC grabe bumula bibig ko at pati kiffy ko sa overdose . Sabi kasi ni mama nasa lahi dw nmin ang mahilig sa afam,. Ewan ko ba bakit kami mga bukang may tuberculosis' ang target ng mga afam.. bet na bet nila mga ilong na parang kamatis sa laki,. Well ang sumpa ng lahi ng ka pangitan noon napapakinabangan na namin ngayon im so proud na ito sumpa ay na punta sa akin , ganap na ganap ang pag hunt ko ng afam dahil sa mukang gulong na pinamana sa akin ng aking ama at ina ,, pero di ko akalain na aagawan ako ni mama ng afam ko (itutuloy)
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MAD WOMAN

93 parts Ongoing Mature

My sister has always attracted the wrong crowd who didn't hesitate to take advantage of her meek heart. Right from small, Zikora's naïvety always made me fight with every single one of her 'friends'. I have never been comfortable with any of her so-called friendships. Not even the one she was in at the moment with her new roommate. Funny enough was that I actually liked their relationship. It was pure, true, and more of a sisterhood. For the first time in history, Zikora made a true friend. I inwardly approved of the friendship, when the girl in question, didn't think twice in lunging a frying pan at my little sister's ex-boyfriend. And I know as you're reading this, you may ask yourself, what was my issue then? My issue wasn't with the friendship, but the babe herself. Her appearance reminded me of that Disney princess that had the complexion of a vampire. Snow White, very innocent looking creature. But that girl was the definition of a werey in disguise. Chineke ekwela! And I know you've already started judging me as the problematic character already. I am not problematic, she is. You may begin to think that okay I'm probably overreacting. Oga, Aunty, I am not overreacting. On the first day of meeting her, this babe carried her old fashioned okrika shoe that looked like it suffered for nineteen years, and threw it at the glass of my car while I was driving. Aunty, ha si na hel zipụ gị, ma-ọbụ site n'oké ọhịa ọjọọ dị n'obodo m? {did they send you from hell, or from the evil forest in my village?} That one is her business sha. She should just carry her small bum bum and stay on her own, because she's really getting on my nerves. I don't blame her, because she knows she's fine. That's why she's doing all this bullshit. But all that I know is using the word 'mad' in a sentence, I would say; Biboere Mirabel Madagascar is a MAD WOMAN. Come and fight me.