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Mission impossible part6

. . I was just too feared to move.the faces i see aint smiling in any form.my bag dropped on the ground,i suddenly found myself down too begging for mercy even without committing no crime. I kneel pleading without response for like 11 good minutes with my clothes soaked with sweat,the sweats were even entrying my eyes but i ignored it then three men walked in through the gate on black.one did well enough to stop and padlock the gate preventing any other person from entering.i took a good look at them and was able to recognised two,they were those two boys that came to seat with me in class today but i could not clearly see the face of the guy in their middle because his own black beret was covering him down to his eyes leaving just a little space for him to see from and he seem comfortable with it 1st Guy:so i come your class come give you message you no stil understand 2nd Guy:you even wan run.capon wetin make we do am now Capon: (the guy in the middle of both guys.adjust his beret we...

Mission impossible part 5

I was that dark handsome guy that a girl wld stare at once i pass by her.my early life hustle had given me that physical body built with 6 packs,intimidating chest especially when i take off my cloth or when am on just singlet.then my muscles were growing and developing very well. ***** school went on well for my first month in school but there was these lecturer mr Mike who enjoys making jest of me every weddnesday that he is always having us.he wld just get into d lecture hall,teach a little & then i become his next topic till his period ends & trust students they would laugh & laugh like it ws what they came to school to learn. These single act began to disturb me,whenever am going for lectures i find my self being scared with my heart beating continuously & whenever i get into class am always feeling ashame somehow ofcourse ashame of being mocked.another problem am having is that each day i get home i meet a letter hanging on my door,a times on my bed.it a letter...

Mission impossible part 4

Story by Michael Luxguy Augustine I woke up in the afternoon of the next day.my sight was blurry i could see that people where gathered Sir Winners:daniel do you know your mother’s place? Me:no sir,but she told me that her parents are late and my grandfather too Sir Winners:hmmm ok,she would be burried here then…i had someone say “oh,small fine boy,see what he is passing through at this tender age”. Youths were organized to dig my mothers grave and she was burried close to my step father.my little step siblings dont really understand what was happening.the first born(girl)whom was just 11years of age and her brother the second whom was just 8years of age seem only to understand that their mother was dead but had no idea of their father,the last born whom was just 5years was just playing around unconcious of what’s happening.i looked at the crying two and the one playing and felt pity for them,look at wonderful children with a ghost father and now the only person to encourage...

Mission impossible part 3

Story by Michael Luxguy Augustine Sir Winners:dan does anybody live here 1st Youth:boy take us to your own flat not the flat your landlord wants to rent out,non of us here is looking for a house to rent Me: (i wanted to talk but no words came out from my mouth,my hand was raised to approval words i was speaking but no sounds from me,i was just too confused,when i had tried too hard to make out a reasonable sound called sentence tears responded to my tries instead and when the elder read my confused state,he shouted) Elder:ewooo…the noise attracted the landlady who rushed inside Landlady:ah ah Dan,why is the house empty,when did you people park without my notice?…Sir Winners just sat down on the already exposed floor and joined the Elder in crying.as for me a word finally escaped from my mouth in respond to the landlady Me:m..m..m..y father issss a ghost (bursted out crying) Landlady:gho whattt! Ah(she fainted)…the youths started running around in search ...

Mission impossible part 2

Story by Michael Luxguy Augustine In no time people had covered d compound(that’sy i hate village things)d noise in d small compound was alarming,everyone wanted to knw what was wrong,infact those that were told what went wrong on time goes out to call more people(women,they like gossip). My mother was revived bt she wasnt that concious as Sir Winners continued to explain what & how his son died Sir Winners:clintonhad an accident 17 years ago,this incured him a mark on his forehead where his head was opened due to d accident,he couldnt survive it.his death was a painful one because he was my only child.he died a death he did not agree with his creator,he died before his time…yes my step father has a mark on his forehead as if it was sticted,hmmm this is making sense now but i wish he wld just come out now & tell them something like “who died? I never died” but no he never did.so that was d last time i saw my precious step father? No it not possible,i know i wld see him w...

Mission Impossible part 1

Story by Michael Luxguy Augustine My name is DANIEL WINNERS,am 18years old,my mother told me am an indign of Delta state.yes my mother told me because i dont know who my father is and my mum had refused discusing anything concerning him with me.well i had no reason or what so ever to bother my head over it because my step father Mr Clinton Winners had been a loving and caring father all the way.he provided me with anything i want and everything a child should have to make him live a commfortable live,although that really doesnt stop my urge of wanting to know my real father. Today we are travelling to Edo my steps father’s home town.for the last 16 years that mama got married to my step father she had been disturbing him for him to take her to his home town so she would get to meet his people by my step father had always posted her till today that he can no longer give excuses.he is a wealthy man but i am still wondering why he had insisted in us travelling with public transport i...