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*Enebeli Gift*  
          *Author: Enebeli Gift*  
          *Novel: JSS3 Class*  
          *Chapter Ten - The Ending*
          
          1 week later. BECE day.
          
          The school looked different. New principal. New teachers. Police at the gate.  
          No more "extra lessons" after 2PM.
          
          Ada, Peace, Blessing, Emeka and I sat together in JSS3 Class.  
          The board was clean. No threats. No names. Just:  
          *GOOD LUCK IN BECE. YOU’VE GOT THIS.*
          
          Mrs. Okoro, Mr. Daniels, and the third teacher were in jail.  
          The record book became evidence. 20 families finally got answers about their "runaway" children.  
          
          During break, we went to the big tree behind JSS3 block.  
          The security man and some parents had painted over the carvings.  
          In white paint, someone wrote: *JSS3 2026 - WE SURVIVED.*
          
          Emeka nudged me. "You know you saved us, right? If you didn’t come to that back gate..."  
          I shook my head. "We saved each other."  
          
          BECE started at 9AM.  
          For the first time in 10 years, JSS3 Class wrote their exams without fear.  
          
          After the last paper, we all stood outside the gate.  
          Ada hugged me. "So... senior school next?"  
          Blessing laughed. "Anywhere. As long as it’s not JSS3 Class."  
          
          My phone buzzed. Unknown number.  
          I almost dropped it.  
          But it was just a message from my mom:  
          *I’M PROUD OF YOU MY DAUGHTER. COME HOME.*  
          
          I smiled, deleted the old threatening messages, and walked home with my friends.  
          The sun was out.  
          JSS3 was finally over.
          
          *THE END*
          
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          *Author: Enebeli Gift*  
          *Novel: JSS3 Class*  
          *Chapter Nine*
          
          The door was locked.  
          3 teachers. 2 of us. 1 record book on the table with *Ada. Blessing.* written in red.  
          
          Mr. Daniels picked up a key from his pocket. "You should have just written BECE and left," he said. "Now you’re making this messy."  
          
          "Messy?" Emeka shouted. "4 students disappeared last year! You called them runaways!"  
          
          Mrs. Okoro sighed. "It’s tradition. JSS3 must have sacrifice for good BECE results. The school has done it for 10 years. No one asks questions."  
          
          The third teacher, the deep voice, moved toward us. "Give us the phone," he said to me. "The one with the messages."  
          
          I didn’t. I threw it at the window instead. _CRASH._  
          Alarm started blaring. The whole school.  
          
          Emeka grabbed the record book and ran to the door. Kicked it. Once. Twice.  
          On the third kick it opened. Someone outside had heard the alarm.  
          
          It was the security man. And behind him, Ada, Peace, and Blessing.  
          With police.  
          
          Turns out Peace had called her uncle, a DPO, the minute we left her house.  
          "Don’t move," he said, pointing at the teachers.  
          
          Within 5 minutes, the staff room was full of people.  
          The record book had 20 names. 20 "runaways" in 10 years.  
          All during BECE week. All signed by the same 3 teachers.  
          
          As they were being handcuffed, Mr. Daniels looked at me and said:  
          "You ruined the best results this school ever had."  
          
          I just stared. "You ruined lives."  
          
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*Enebeli Gift*  
          *Author: Enebeli Gift*  
          *Novel: JSS3 Class*  
          *Chapter Eight*
          
          *YOU RAN. THAT WAS A MISTAKE. WE KNOW WHERE YOUR FRIENDS LIVE.*
          
          The message made all of us freeze.  
          Ada quickly pulled the curtains. Blessing locked the door twice.  
          
          "They’re watching us," Emeka said. His voice was low. "We have to move tonight."  
          
          It was 11PM. The plan was simple and stupid:  
          Break into school, get the staff room record book, get out before 6AM.  
          
          We wore dark clothes and used Ada’s dad’s old torch. The school gate was locked, but Emeka knew a spot in the fence where the wires were loose.  
          
          The compound was dead silent. Only crickets.  
          The JSS3 block looked normal. Until we got close.  
          Light was on in the staff room. On the second floor.  
          
          "Someone’s already there," Peace whispered.  
          
          We crept up the stairs. Each step creaked.  
          At the staff room door, we heard voices.  
          Mr. Daniels: "...the girl ran. We have to find her before BECE."  
          Mrs. Okoro: "And the prefect. He knows too much."  
          Another voice. Deeper. "Then we add two more names to the list. Tonight."  
          
          My blood went cold.  
          Emeka slowly pushed the door.  
          
          Inside: 3 teachers. And on the table, the big record book. Open.  
          And next to it, a new page with 2 names already written in red.  
          *Ada. Blessing.*  
          
          They hadn’t seen us yet.  
          Emeka mouthed: _Grab the book and run._  
          
          I took one step inside.  
          The floorboard creaked.  
          
          All 3 teachers turned at once.  
          
          Mrs. Okoro smiled. But it wasn’t a teacher’s smile.  
          "Ah. The new girl. You brought us the prefect too. How thoughtful."  
          
          The door behind us slammed shut. _BANG._  
          
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          CHAI 😱 We’re trapped!  
          Do you want *Chapter Nine* to see how we escape?

*Enebeli Gift*  
          *Author: Enebeli Gift*  
          *Novel: JSS3 Class*  
          *Chapter Seven*
          
          The footsteps were getting closer.  
          _Thump. Thump. Thump._ Down the stairs.  
          
          Emeka squeezed my hand. "Run," he whispered.  
          We bolted.  
          
          We didn’t go through the gate. Too obvious. We jumped the fence behind the JSS3 block and landed in the bush. My knees scraped but I didn’t feel it.  
          
          Behind us, Mr. Daniels shouted: "STOP! BOTH OF YOU!"  
          Then another voice. Mrs. Okoro. "Call the other teachers. They’re trying to escape."  
          
          We ran until we couldn’t hear them anymore. We ended up at Ada’s house.  
          
          Ada, Peace, and Blessing were already awake. Waiting.  
          When they saw us panting at the door, Ada pulled us in fast.  
          
          I dropped the torn paper with the 5 names on their table.  
          Emeka pointed at it. "It’s not just BECE. It’s a ritual. Every year during BECE week, 5 students disappear. The school covers it up as ‘runaways’ so parents won’t ask questions."  
          
          Peace gasped. "That’s why Mrs. Okoro wiped the board. She knows."  
          
          "And that’s why they want me," I said quietly. "Because I’m new. No one will miss me too much."  
          
          Blessing stood up. "Then we fight back. BECE starts in 6 days. If we can get proof before then, we can go to the police."  
          
          Emeka nodded. "There’s a staff room record book. It has every ‘extra lesson’ scheduled after 2PM for the past 3 years. If we get it, we’ll know who signed who."  
          
          Ada looked at me. "But to get it, someone has to go into the staff room tonight. After everyone has left."  
          
          All eyes turned to me.  
          
          "Why me?" I asked.  
          "Because," Emeka said, "your name is already on their list. You have nothing to lose."  
          
          My phone buzzed. Same unknown number:  
          *YOU RAN. THAT WAS A MISTAKE. WE KNOW WHERE YOUR FRIENDS LIVE.*
          
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          Omo my heart 😭  
          Should I drop *Chapter Eight*? We need to break into that staff room 👀

*Enebeli Gift*  
          *Author: Enebeli Gift*  
          *Novel: JSS3 Class*  
          *Chapter Six*
          
          6AM. The school compound was empty.  
          Too quiet. Even the security man wasn’t at the gate.  
          
          I stood at the back gate alone, like the message said. My uniform felt too big. My heart felt too loud.  
          
          "So you came."  
          
          I turned. It wasn’t a teacher.  
          It was Emeka. The class prefect. The tall boy from Chapter One.  
          
          He was holding a JSS3 textbook and a torch. His face looked serious.  
          "Don’t scream," he said. "I’m the one texting you."  
          
          I took one step back. "Why? Why me?"  
          
          "Because your name was next on the list," he said. "The same list that took 4 students last year."  
          
          He shined the torch on the big tree. This time there were 5 new carvings. 4 names crossed out. And mine, half-carved.  
          "Someone in this school is using BECE week to... make students disappear," Emeka whispered. "And they make it look like the students ran away."  
          
          "Who?" I asked.  
          
          "I don’t know yet. But I know it’s someone who has keys to every classroom. Someone who sets extra lessons after 2PM."  
          He looked at the JSS3 block. The lights on the second floor just came on.  
          
          A voice echoed from upstairs:  
          *"Emeka. Bring the new girl up."*  
          
          It was Mr. Daniels.  
          
          Emeka grabbed my hand. "We have 2 choices. Go up there. Or run and expose everything before BECE starts."  
          
          Footsteps were coming down the stairs.  
          
          "Choose. Now."  
          
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          Ahhh cliffhanger 😭  
          Want *Chapter Seven* to see what we choose?

*Enebeli Gift*  
          *Author: Enebeli Gift*  
          *Novel: JSS3 Class*  
          *Chapter Five*
          
          My hands were shaking so bad I almost dropped the phone.  
          *YOU SHOULDN’T HAVE COME TO THE BACK GATE.*
          
          "Who sent it?" Peace asked, trying to see my screen.  
          I shook my head. "Unknown number."  
          
          _CLICK._ The door handle turned.  
          All 4 of us froze.  
          
          The door opened slowly. It was Mrs. Okoro. Our class teacher. But her eyes looked... different. Tired. And angry.  
          "What are you doing here after closing?" she asked. Her voice was calm. Too calm.  
          
          Ada spoke first. "We... we forgot our notebooks ma. We came to pick them."  
          
          Mrs. Okoro walked to her table, picked up a red marker, and stared at the board. At my circled name.  
          She didn’t say anything for 10 seconds. Then she wiped the whole board clean.  
          
          "Go home," she said quietly. "All of you. Now. And don’t come back to this classroom after 2PM again. Ever."  
          
          We didn’t argue. We ran.  
          
          Outside the gate, we finally breathed.  
          Blessing whispered, "Did you see her face when she saw your name?"  
          I nodded. "She looked scared. Of me."  
          
          My phone buzzed again. Same unknown number:  
          *GOOD GIRL. NOW LISTEN. TRUST NO TEACHER. MEET ME TOMORROW. SAME PLACE. 6AM. COME ALONE.*
          
          Ada looked at me. "What are you going to do?"  
          
          I didn’t know. But one thing was sure —  
          BECE was in 1 week. And someone in JSS3 Class wanted me gone before it started.
          
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*Enebeli Gift*  
          *Author: Enebeli Gift*  
          *Novel: JSS3 Class*  
          *Chapter Four*
          
          The footsteps stopped.  
          Then we heard a chair drag across the floor upstairs. Slow. Deliberate.  
          
          "Run," Blessing whispered.  
          But Ada grabbed my arm. "No. If we run now, they’ll know we saw the list."  
          
          My legs were shaking. The paper with my name felt hot in my hand.  
          Peace took it from me and stuffed it inside her sock. "We’ll hide it. Later."  
          
          The voice came again, louder this time.  
          *"JSS3 Class. Report to your seats. Now."*  
          
          It was Mr. Daniels. Our Math teacher. But Mr. Daniels left at 1PM every day. He told us so.  
          
          We looked at each other and made a decision. We walked back in through the side door.  
          
          The classroom was empty. Bags on desks. Fans spinning.  
          But the board... the board had new writing.  
          In big white chalk:  
          *5 NAMES. 1 WEEK. BECE IS COMING.*  
          
          Under it, 4 names were crossed out with red.  
          And my name — the 5th one — was circled. Twice.  
          
          The door behind us closed by itself. _CLICK._  
          
          Ada swallowed. "Okay. New rule of JSS3 Class. We don’t go home alone. We don’t stay late. And we don’t trust any teacher after 2PM."  
          
          Just then, my phone vibrated.  
          Unknown number. One message:  
          *YOU SHOULDN’T HAVE COME TO THE BACK GATE.*
          
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          Omo this is getting tense 😳  
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*Enebeli Gift*  
          *Author: Enebeli Gift*  
          *Novel: JSS3 Class*  
          *Chapter Three*
          
          The back gate was locked.  
          Always locked after 2PM. But today, it was open a little. Just enough for one person to squeeze through.
          
          My heart was beating so fast I could hear it.  
          "Are you sure this is safe?" I asked Ada.  
          
          She shook her head. "Nothing in JSS3 is safe. But you need to see this."  
          
          We walked behind the old JSS3 block. No students. No teachers. Just dry leaves and one big tree with carvings all over its trunk.  
          Names. Dates. And in the middle, in red paint: *JSS3 2023 - THEY NEVER LEFT.*
          
          Peace pointed at it. "Last year, 4 students from this class disappeared during BECE week. The school said they ran away."  
          Blessing added, "But we found their bags. Right here. Under this tree."
          
          I felt cold. "Why are you telling me this?"  
          
          Ada looked me straight in the eye. "Because your name is on the list for this year."  
          She pulled out a small, torn paper from her pocket.  
          It was a list of 5 names.  
          The last name was mine.  
          
          Before I could scream, we heard footsteps. Heavy. Coming from the empty classroom upstairs.  
          A teacher’s voice echoed down:  
          *"Class. It’s time for extra lessons."*
          
          But school had closed 30 minutes ago.  
          And no teacher was supposed to be here.
          
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          Should I drop *Chapter Four*? Things are about to get serious 😳

*Enebeli Gift*  
          *Author: Enebeli Gift*  
          *Novel: JSS3 Class*  
          *Chapter Two*
          
          I couldn’t stop staring at the words on my desk.  
          *WELCOME. WE’VE BEEN WAITING FOR YOU.*  
          
          Who wrote it? And why me?  
          
          "First period is Math," Ada whispered to me. "Sit with us at break. We’ll explain things."  
          Explain what? I wanted to ask, but Mrs. Okoro was already writing equations on the board.
          
          The whole morning felt strange.  
          During Basic Science, the lights flickered twice.  
          During English, someone passed me a folded paper. No name.  
          
          I opened it under the desk:  
          *DON’T GO HOME ALONE TODAY. 3PM. BACK GATE.*  
          
          My hands started shaking. I looked around. Peace was looking at me and quickly looked away. Blessing was pretending to read her book.  
          
          Last period. The bell rang. Everyone rushed out.  
          But Ada, Peace, and Blessing waited for me by the door.  
          
          Ada said quietly, "Come with us. There’s something about JSS3 Class you need to know... before BECE starts."  
          
          And just like that, the four of us walked toward the back gate at 3PM.  
          Even though I didn’t know if I could trust them.
          
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