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Two months in school everyone is preparing for the Christmas break and she’s exhausted after just finishing her last papers for the year, while dragging her feet lazily to her hostel she bumped into a guy who was in a rush. He was 5ft tall, light skinned, muscular, he looked like every lady's dream man "I'm so sorry" he said politely as he squatted to help pick up her notes "Thank you" she said still tired "You're welcome. I'm sorry once again" he said and moved on still in a rush, she tried to take a second look but her Prince Charming is no where to be found. Dragging her feet to her hostel, she freshened up and moved to her bed IF YOU HAVENT READ EPISODE ONE DONT HESITATE TO READ NOW While Tega got back to his dormitory thinking about his encounter with a damsel "I should have introduced myself" he said soliloquising "Or even exchange digits or something. I hope we would see soon again" Still in his deep thought

BANG! Sampson forcefully opened the door. It was a robbery plot in Bishop Olagemofo's home. The trio entered the well-polished home of the Bishop, ordering him and his daughters to kneel down, they did as instructed, except his daughter Kimberly who said "Daddy why are you kneeling down?" She was obviously trying to prove that she’s tough, "Don't you believe in God?" she asked "Come on shut up your mouth!" the Bishop retorted angrily "Anytime you see a gun do as you are instructed!" he cautioned his daughter while still kneeling with his head down, "I would shoot your head off if you don't shut up now oo!" Ken, the head of the trio said ordering the whole family to keep their mouths shut "We're not here for anything! We also hustle like you Bishop." he said smiling to the remaining group "All we're here for is the Christmas Eve offering that's all. We know it’s somewhere in this house just bring it

I was just admitted into the school  for the first semester I was coming from home my perspective about university life changed I knew 5 cpga wasn’t something you could just say and attain like that it wasn’t like my secondary school whereby third term matterd the most,It required a lot rigorous reading and overnight I did well a little bit above average in my first semester, first Semester wasn’t easy because I had to leave home around 6 o’clock and I’ll get home by 9 o’clock sometimes 12 o’clock same routine throughout  my first semester but I had no choice then my second semester I moved to a private hostel this was when I saw the true colour of the outside world . We got to my new hostel by 11:46 it wasn’t what I expected tho an old three story building  my mum took me the hostel keeper Mr ayedun a tall dark skinned man looks like he’s still I’m his late 20’s he sounded nice but that didn’t still let me feel at home.I checked into my room the room wasn’t spacious a little bit ma

       James my dad Called from the sitting room before I continue let me tell you a little about my dad Daniel otchemore he was a civil servant now retired he’s about 3 ft dark skinned, a real disciplinarian to the core, he held me with iron hands if there is a word stronger that iron let’s say he held me with vibranium hands, don't mind me am still in the wakanda mode,also an animal lover my home is like a mini zoo I must confess  you can’t stay at home with my dad for an hour idle an idle man is a devils workshop he would say, you have to do something, some silly errands like “come and scratch my back “ he hasn’t sent me that type of an errand lately tho because of out last experience I made sure I scratched his back until he begged for mercy ,still keeping my nails for such errands like that or he could just call and ask have you tasted chicken head before and if I say no he’s going to say when next we kill a chicken remind me I will let you eat  the head Trust me there is no a