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MY YAHOO BOY EXPERIENCE

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EPISODE 1 My name is Edidiong Ugoma, I am 21 years old and I am fresh out of the university. I was born into one of those homes you would call average, in the sense that we always had food to eat,the necessities we needed and we got good education. My parents aren’t overly religious, but they sure as hell are overly protective and I was their only daughter so you can imagine the pressure. I went to mission schools, like OLA and the rest and wound up in a Christian private university. I was sure going to become the president of CAN one day. Now because of all these restrictions, on a scale of one to ten I was a very decent girl. But deep down, I knew that a part of me wanted to break out, see the world, explore, do all the fun stuff that youths these days carry out. I didn’t want to do bible study classes any more or evangelism outreaches, as they had been my bread and tea for the past twenty years of my life. So I studied hard, not because I wanted to make anybody proud b...

BEST SERVED HOT- THE SCAR

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          BEST SERVED HOT- THE SCAR About five minutes later, we arrived at Chief's house to a police van parked outside and several horrible spectacles running through my mind. We were denied entry and had to join the gathered crowd, which was already thick with rumors. The policemen soon emerged bearing a bundle, and the worst of my imaginations was confirmed.    It was Patrick, wrapped in a curtain and pulled by the limbs and very much dead. The curtain was literally soaked with blood and dripping, and an errant part of my mind wondered at the enormous quantity of blood that was in the human body. Upon attempting to maneuver through the narrow entrance of the gate, the curtain slipped and our friend's body slipped out, showing three gruesome stab wounds on his lower back where his shirt rode up.  The murmuring crowd fell silent as the officers, looking all bored as though they dealt with such every day, r...