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Name: Talented Angel
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My choice

My choice
I was scrolling through my social media feed when a dazzling pair of red shoes caught my eye. It was love at first sight. The shimmering red color and elegant design beckoned me, and I knew immediately that I had to have them. To my delight, the post revealed that the seller was located just a few blocks away from my place.

The next day, eager and full of anticipation, I set off to visit the seller's shop. As I stepped inside, I couldn't contain my excitement. I scanned the assortment of shoes on display, searching eagerly for the one that had captured my heart. Finally, there it was, the gorgeous red shoe that had captivated me online.

With a sense of joy and hope, I tried it on. However, my heart sank as I realized that the shoe didn't fit me well. It was a disappointment to say the least. The seller, noticing my disappointment, suggested I explore the other options she had available. There were several beautiful and high-quality shoes, but none of them held the same allure as the red pair I had set my heart on.

As I left the shop, I couldn't help feeling a little disheartened. It was a shame that such a beautiful shoe didn't come in the right size for me. Perhaps another time, I thought to myself. I knew that I would consider revisiting the seller in the future, as she had an impressive collection of quality shoes for both men and ladies. Even though I didn't leave with the shoe I had hoped for, I admired the seller's dedication to providing top-notch footwear and left with a glimmer of hope for finding the perfect pair in the future.

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Stubborn Nubu

Stubborn Nubu
Once upon a time, there was a mischievous housefly named Nubu. Nubu was an expert at making life difficult for the human race. He would gleefully perch on their food, buzz around their heads, trouble their wounds by trying to have a taste, and even patch on their clothes. No matter how many times his family warned him to be careful and minimize his pranks, Nubu just wouldn't listen. He was a rebel fly, causing chaos wherever he went.

One fateful day, Nubu found himself in a house that was being fumigated. He had been too busy exploring a kitchen to notice the ominous smell of chemicals. Before he knew it, the house was filled with thick fog, leaving the poor housefly gasping for air. Panicked, Nubu barely escaped the deadly fumes, and after that traumatizing experience, he realized he needed to make some changes.

From then on, Nubu stuck to farms, far from human houses. He quickly became known as the "fly who stayed away," telling tales of the harrowing fumigation incident. Even as other flies tempted him with stories of delicious crumbs and tempting garbage cans near human homes, Nubu stood his ground. He just couldn't risk what he experienced that day again.

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Found Love

Found Love
As I made my way to school today, a brisk, autumn breeze swept through the streets, making the morning air crisp and refreshing. The sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting a golden glow over the neighborhood, painting everything with an enchanting, warm hue. It was a perfect morning, and the walk to school felt like a pleasing stroll through a picturesque scene.

As I turned a corner, my eyes were drawn to an arresting sight. There, standing at the edge of the sidewalk, was a person with the most magnificent dog I had ever seen. The dog was regal and majestic, with a sleek coat that glistened in the morning light. Its expressive eyes gleamed with intelligence, and its proud stance exuded a quiet confidence.

Mesmerized by the dog's beauty, I found myself approaching the person, my steps slowing as I couldn't tear my gaze away from the elegant creature. I struck up a conversation, eager to learn more about this stunning animal. The person, obviously fond of their companion, shared anecdotes about the dog's playful nature and unwavering loyalty, and it only deepened my admiration for the remarkable animal.

As I bid the person and their noble dog goodbye, my mind was abuzz with thoughts of owning a dog of my own. The encounter had ignited a newfound fascination in me, and I couldn't shake off the desire to have such a magnificent creature as my loyal companion. The idea of having a canine friend by my side during walks like these filled me with an unexplainable warmth and joy.

Throughout the rest of my journey to school, my mind was preoccupied with thoughts of different dog breeds, each conjuring vivid images of a loyal and loving companion.thanks

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Missing purse

Missing purse
Today was supposed to be a simple trip to the market, but it turned into a wild purse-chase adventure! It all started when I hopped onto a public car, purse in hand, ready to tackle my shopping list. Little did I know, this innocent ride would become a comedy of errors.

As the car rattled along, I suddenly realized with a sinking feeling in my stomach that my purse had vanished into thin air. Panic set in, and I immediately suspected that a pickpocket had struck during the hustle and bustle of the journey. Determined to get to the bottom of this, I turned into the world's most enthusiastic detective.

I frantically searched through the passengers, mumbling apologies as I dug through their bags and pockets. The looks on their faces ranged from confusion to amusement as I carried out my impromptu investigation. I was sure the culprit was among us and there I was, giving the FBI a run for their money in my pursuit of justice!

Alas, my efforts were in vain, and the bus reached its destination without my purse in tow. Defeated but still hopeful, I thanked the passengers for their cooperation, believing in my heart that they were good people who tried to help. As I trudged back home with a heavy heart, I couldn't help but replay the craziness of it all in my mind.

But wait for it...the punchline was waiting for me at home. Lo and behold, as I walked through the door, I spotted my purse nonchalantly lounging on the table. I was dumbfounded! It dawned on me that in my rush to leave the house, I had left the purse behind when I was struggling to wrangle my shoes onto my feet.

Feeling equal parts relieved and embarrassed, I couldn't help but burst into laughter.

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My Savings

My Savings
As I walked through the school gates, I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and contentment. The Christmas break had been a period of frugality for me, and as I returned to school, I was filled with the satisfaction of not having spent much. While my friends and classmates were lamenting over the financial strain brought on by the holidays and worrying about paying off their dues, I reveled in the knowledge that I would be sitting comfortably on a cushion of savings.

I entered the lecture hall with a sense of assurance, knowing that I had managed my finances wisely. I watched as my peers grumbled about over-indulging during the festive season, struggling to make ends meet. As they fretted about their expenses, I found solace in the fact that I had made conscientious choices, carefully curbing my spending to secure my financial stability.

However, the dream of financial security was short-lived. Before I knew it, the expenses of the new semester began gnawing away at my carefully preserved savings. Books, course materials, and miscellaneous fees started adding up, slowly chipping away at the modest fortune I had prided myself on. What began as a comfortable reserve soon dwindled, much to my dismay.

As I sit at my desk, typing away, I can't help but feel a pang of disappointment. The amount I had so diligently set aside for the future now stands at a mere 3000 naira. The reality of the situation is sobering. What once seemed like a substantial safety net now feels modest and precarious, barely enough to cover unexpected expenses.

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Obsessed with ice cream

Obsessed with ice cream
Lily was an ordinary girl with an extraordinary love for ice cream. Every day after school, she would head straight to the little ice cream parlor near her house, skipping and humming with joy. The flavors, the creamy delight, the sugary sweetness – they all held an irresistible allure for her. She'd spend her pocket money on scoops of colorful, delicious temptation, leaving the parlor with a wide grin plastered across her face, her fingers sticky and her heart content.

One particular Tuesday, Lily had been given money by her parents for school supplies - books, stationery, and other items vital for the upcoming semester. Yet, as if under a trance, she found herself strolling into the ice cream parlor without a second thought. The money meant for textbooks now jingled in her pocket, ready to be exchanged for her favorite treat. As the weeks went by, her icy indulgence started to consume more and more of her funds, leaving the academic necessities a hazy afterthought.

Lily's obsession with ice cream knew no bounds until one scorching afternoon everything changed. She had just devoured a triple scoop of her beloved dessert, when a sudden, sharp pain gripped her abdomen like a vice. It felt like a thunderstorm raging inside her, with flashes of regret and throbs of anguish. Lily was struck with the most terrible stomach ache of her life. As she lay in bed, pale and groaning, she realized her folly. The consequences of her gluttonous love affair with ice cream had caught up with her, leaving her yearning for relief from the torment.

The experience transformed Lily. The once-endless delight that accompanied her ice cream outings now held a looming shadow of discomfort. She couldn't bring herself to relive the pain, and the sight and smell of the decadent treat no longer sparked joy in her heart but served as a reminder of the agony she had endured.

From that day on, Lily became a wiser young lady, understanding the value of balance and responsibility. She learned to cherish her pocket money and invest it in things that truly mattered, like school supplies and educational opportunities. And as for her love of ice cream, she approached it with a newfound moderation, savoring it on special occasions but always mindful to not overindulge. The memory of the excruciating stomach ache stayed with her, guiding her choices and teaching her an important lesson she wouldn't soon forget.

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Come here now!
You, yes you.
When last did you buy fruits?
You walk past fruits stands literally everyday, so why do you neglect them, the hawkers?
You don't like fruit or what?
Fight against that evil spirit drawing you from good things from today, and make sure when next you walk past those mouth watering delicious fruits, you get yourself just the right ones.

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My New Baby

My New Baby
Today, I decided to brave the chaotic market in search of a new power bank. The one I had been nursing along had finally given up the ghost a few days back, leaving me in the lurch when I needed it most.

Pushing my way through the dusty, bustling crowds, I finally made my way to my favorite vendor's stall. To my dismay, as expected, the price of power banks had doubled since my last visit. With a heavy heart, I shelled out the extra cash and headed home with my new purchase.

I had it charging all afternoon and was almost relieved when the power went out as dusk fell. While my siblings' phones blinked out one by one, I connected my phone to the newly charged power bank, and now, to my delight, I am beaming in smiles because my phone is charging, and I can continue using it as if nothing has changed amidst the darkness.

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Slipped

Slipped
I remember the day when I bought the power bank. I was so excited to finally have a solution to my phone's battery problems. I spent quite a sum of money on it, but I was okay with it. After all, it was an investment, and I was sure it would serve me for a long time.

However, today, as I was mounting my bike, the power bank slipped out of my backpack and fell on the ground, breaking open and leaving me disappointed. I was paranoid that the fall might have damaged the charging port, rendering it irreparable, and now I may have to budget for a new one.

As I continued on my journey, my mind started racing. I started calculating the cost of a new power bank, and the expenses were something I was not looking forward to. I had already spent so much money, and now, I had to spend even more - it was overwhelming.

After I returned home, I quickly rushed to check if there was any way to fix it, but I was not sure what to do. I plugged in the cord and connected it to my phone, hoping it would work. To my delight, it started charging, and a little joy crept in, relieving all the worries I had been carrying on my head.

Relieved and happy, I realized that it was not damaged after all, and I could continue using it.

But then, as I glance at the power bank here with me as I type, I feel this sadness.
It's been just a while since I bought it and now I'll have to risk losing it any moment. Even though it's still charging my device at the moment but I know I should start budgeting for another.

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