Mindviewers Stories

The day started off sunny and bright, but not too exciting for me as I woke up hungry and tired. What's even worse was the realization that there's no food to start the day with, so many decisions came to mind but I refused to settle on any.

At 11am, I couldn't bear the hunger anymore, in addition to the drugs I had took the previous night, it'll be dangerous to refuse eating for another hour. Quickly, I poured my groceries into a plate, brought out a dried fish and tore it apart, this will go a long way to suppress the hunger for some time.

After adding half a sachet of water, the grocery was ready for consumption, I hurriedly swallowed everything until I felt relieved of the hunger. There are three options, cook okro soup, beans or a pot of jollof rice. "I can't think about it all day, maybe, when I am done fetching water, I'd know", I spent few minutes talking to myself before grabbing my empty gallon and went out in search of water.

I hoped the day will be a good one, there is a lot to do, I just need enough time and everything will be okay.

Her gaze was thrilling as she stared towards my direction. She had pink lips and her nose was carefully carved to perfection.
Her skin glowed and radiated the light coming from the window where she stood, she was a god.

I looked upon her in awe. Captivated by her beauty and feminine stature, my jaw dropped.
"who is this girl", my mind spoke audibly.
I took another quick look around, to regain consciousness and then fixed it back on her face, her eyes caught mine and...

I had never looked upon a woman the way I was doing. In fact no beauty could ever move me. I have trained myself over the years never to be carried away by any female and have maintained this until now.

I should have pulled my face away from her beautiful prying eyes, but I didn't. I kept on looking until the lecturer began.
While he (lecturer) taught, I stole glances at the angel, some which were noticed by her and some which she was oblivious of.

I was pushing through between a group of students who chose no better place to exchange pleasantries but the exit when my arm was seized by a soft flesh. I swerved back and it was her, it was the angel, it was the treasure, it was my weakness.

"what is your name?, I am Amaka"
she said.

"I am Andy, you have a pretty name"

We went back in and picked two seats, adjusted and sat.
We spoke for at least 15minute. She laughed at all my jokes and I smiled at her presence.
Her voice were like melodious strings which rang rhythms that suited my heart.

I think I have found love.

I suppose it starts back in June 2023. She was a friend to my my very good friend at that time, they've been friends only for a few weeks . Seeing her for the first time , I didn’t really say much to her as I am a very shy and socially awkward person. I think I managed to get a few hellos out but nothing more than that.

The next time I met her was on a night class. Trust me that night was fun nothing much actually happened, I had always been a fan of Celine Dion. To be honest I meant no harm that night I was only doing my thing, so I started playing Dion on a very low volume while we read.

Little did I know that I have caught her attention but she couldn't show much of it because of my friends presence so as the hands of clock kept moving into the late hours of the night my friend slept off leaving the both us, "is time to make a friend with this maiden a voice within spoke to me'' but I resisted the voice.

Still in that trauma, I had a soft voice spoke to me "you know I have always loved Celine Dion". Can you sing if THAT'S WHAT IT TAKES, she asked?? Without any hesitation I played the song and I started singing in words in line and in rythem as my phone plays. You are really a good singer she complimented. Before she did her own version of the song indeed she had this voice of an angle.

And then the song ended. I now have the very best opportunity to talk with her, we talked from one story line to another I tried being funny as much as I could and she was overwhelmed with laughter it was such an amazing time with her. I wish to continue but it was already deep in the night she need to have a nap before dawn. Still trying to create a space for her to do that while she fell to my laps and slept off.

You can imagine the rest of the story, but then I had fun that very night.

This life is full of wonders and unforgettable experiences and memories too. An incident occurred that took me by surprise and shock, keep reading to hear it all and pls drop a like afterwards.
It was just last week Monday, I was hurrying to work because all teachers were supposed to be in school before 7:30 and they normally take attendance and in case of any defaulter, his salary will be deducted.
So, after taking my bath and wore my clothes, I hurriedly stepped out and on getting to where I would pick a bus I locked at my dressing to do the final inspection and noticed I had an oil stain on my perfectly ironed white shirt not knowing how it came, I was tempted to go back but just ignored it and went on.
On getting there, it was 7:28 and I breathed a sigh of relief and the principal was also sitted at the entrance waiting for late staffs, something he was never done and as I passed by, he told me that I was lucky I came before the deadline. That day many teachers were caught and their salaries deducted from but it wasn't over yet, the owner of the school decided to meet with the staffs that same day and we were assembled and he spoke extensively mostly about our dressing, he then spotted the stain on my shirt and made an example out of me, I was so embarrassed, it wasn't my habit to be improperly dressed but I was also glad at least my salary wasn't deducted.

"Ike don't play with the wires", my mom said as I searched the toolbox in the storeroom for pliers.

I couldn't naturally agree with my mom not to try fixing the light. Neighbors had lights, their electric bulbs creating a beautiful reflection over their fences, except our home.

I knew that the fault must have been coming from the electric meter or the fuse or the connections. There was no way it won't fall into those three places, I had thought.

I knew I would be safe, for the fact that I had my screwdriver and pliers was enough to fix the problem without stress.

I loosened the screws on the meter reader, opened it, and tapped the screwdriver on a complex wire running from the upper end of the box to the reader. Our bulb shined a light as I tapped.

After compressing the wires into the box, the light remained steady. With a smile, I coupled back the screws and packed my tools.

My mom was smiling, she muttered some words of praise. My sisters were also excited and dived at the television, and my elder brother was struggling to plug in his charger.

What were you expecting?
For electricity to shock me?
😄 you are a bad boy!

The end biko.

When I was a child and a tooth🦷 of mine would fall out, I would place that tooth under my pillow and hope the tooth fairy 🧚‍♀️ would come during the night as I slept. To my excitement the tooth fairy did come. I would find 50naira under my pillow in replacement for that tooth. 50naira bought you alot in the early 90s 😁. On another occasion when another tooth had fallen out, I decided to write the tooth fairy a letter 📝. In this Ietter I had apologised for the state of my tooth, it had a hole or one of those black fillings in it 😂 and being a child I thought the tooth fairy wouldn't be happy. To my surprise😲 the tooth fairy did come, my tooth was gone but there was no money, what I found was a tiny little note with tiny little writing and it was covered in what I believed to be fairy dust ✨. The note was from the fairies. They thanked me for my tooth and told me that the tooth fairy could only give me money for a nice good tooth. Although I received no money, my note from the fairies was the best ever. I called out to my Mum. Mum!! Mum!! I told her what had happened, the tooth fairy had taken my tooth but left me a note. Mum smiled 😊 at me as she did and told me how lucky I was and how special it was that the tooth fairy left me that note. That settled it, I was convinced and excited that tooth fairies were real. My tooth fairy was a very special person 💕 and through her actions, I am fortunate to have these childhood memories which I have been able to recreate for other little girls to get enjoyment from.
Thanks Mum, my fairy angel xx 🧚‍♀️ 😇 ❤️

So my hubby opened a boutique for me when we got married, after work he comes there and stays with me , I later taightt him the business and told him to add male wears for me and he did , he invested 100percent in the business, I didn't bring any money. But he said he was opening it for me as a family business
In the long run when he saw how I have built customer base and the money I was making, he started investing more in the business, expanded the business and somehow started giving me ownership attitude and started acting like I was competing with him to be the boss in the business.

Long story short , he even stopped me from taking a dime, even if it's to buy a bag of water, I must tell his sales girls to record, any time I ask for money, he will say I want to run him down financially, So I decided to look for a job

I got a job that pays 150k but I miss my business so bad, he has now cut me off the business completely, he has girls that do everything, from the WhatsApp marketing I do , to the stock taking, to accounting, he has put structures in place , now I feel like a stranger when I come to pick the kids from the shop(school bus drops them off at the shop)

Now he just travelled and I just got to the shop , expecting as usual to be the one to do accounting in his place while I instruct the girls but he just called me that he told the girls to tie all the daily money and keep somewhere, when he's back after 3 weeks , he will do accounting

Am in tears now , because what in the name of trust issues is this , this has never happened, I always do accounting when he travels and tells him when the girls didn't account for some money. Now I feel like he just called me a criminal in front of the girls

And he expect me to just sit down and be looking at them work and close the shop with them at night

Am really hurt, should I stop going to the shop for this 3 weeks he will be away?
I see this my husband like someone who can surprise me at anytime.
I miss my business, should I save up and start same business somewhere else ? What happens to me 150k job?

Randy was a child who grew up strong and confident admits his not-too-comfortable background. He was a friendly fellow with a good sense of humor.

He communicated well and though he had few enemies, it didn't hinder him from continuing with his welcoming lifestyle.

At a time Randy wouldn't have it anymore, he needed money to sort out problems, feed, and many other things he needed money for.
His friends and people he knew were diving into fraudulent activities but he didn't want to.

He could remember his mum's instructions never to engage in fraudulent practices even though his friends were.
Even though Randy had access to join his friends and make some cash, he didn't but rather endured despite the pressure.

He went online looking for skills and opportunities to earn. Many he found were fake and not paying. He didn't give up.
Sometimes later, he saw a campaign and picked it to learn. He started learning how to trade forex. Within months, he became an international tutor and made hundreds of dollars from a single trade.

He bought a car and started building his house after few months later.
He would never run out of money again. His money was pure and legal.

Be like Randy today.
Just focus on your hustle.
Don't be distracted.

My secondary school days were among the fun times in my life. Though not seemingly fun then but reminiscing over that last and the presents provides a prudent answer.

The distance from home to school was far, very far I must say, about an hour and 30 minutes fast walk. But we don't mind, we never mind walking it 😂.

With friends, the distance always seemed shortened. We just save up our supposed transport fare so we can buy larger snacks during real-time in school.

Most often when we are running late, we do wait along a long tarred path definitely after walking an hour walk.
Free lifts do give people free rides there to the junction and that saves a lot of energy and time.

This particular day, we were running late and decided to wait for a free lift. While waiting, someone I knew stopped for me, he drove a mate-mortorcycle. I was running to meet up with it when a female in senior class who was also waiting for a free ride ran ahead and mounted the motorcycle🥴.

He didn't even check if it was me who mounted it, he zoomed off and almost immediately, the force jerked the senior off. She landed with a loud crash. Her nyash slamming the hard floor😔

And then he looked back and called me, I ran to him and mounted it, shaa I said sorry to the fallen victim 😂.

Losing a child and having to bury them. A man lost his son and couldn’t bare the thought of living without him. He was suffering and couldn’t believe his son was gone. He cried and cried every day and night, missing his son, wishing things were different.
He couldn’t sleep and hadn’t slept in a long time. One night an old medicine man came to him in a dream and told him “Enough!! That’s enough crying!!” The dad told him “I cannot stop, I am never going to see him again!” The old Medicine man said, “Do you want to see him again?” The dad says “yes of course” the old medicine man takes him to the entrance of happy hunting ground where he sees many little beautiful children, so happy and innocent, carrying eagle feathers into the happy hunting grounds, smiling and laughing and just so beautiful. The dad asks “where is my son? Who are these kids?” The old medicine man said “these are the children that are called home early, they are innocent and loved and they go right through to the happy hunting grounds, so happy” the dad says “and my son? Where is he? Why isn’t he with these children?” The old medicine man said, “come this way” and guided him to the side of entrance. A small boy with a beautiful smile was standing there watching all the children enter the happy hunting grounds. He was standing there within reach of an eagle's feather. His dad grabbed him and hugged him, and the boy kissed his dads' cheeks and told him he missed him. The dad said “why don't you have a eagles feather like the other kids? Why are you waiting here at the entrance?”
The boy said “I keep trying to get the eagle feather Daddy, but your tears pull it out of reach. I see you are so sad, and I am tied to that feeling so I wait here until you’re ok” the dad burst out crying for the last time, he told his son, “Get that eagle feather and go, I will be ok, and I know you will be too”
- Don't cry too long for that loved one you lost, whether son, daughter, husband, mother or father!! Let them rest in peace, don't torment your life, because they won't come back, have faith that you will be together again, and that Creator makes us a beautiful home with all our loved ones when we leave this world.

It was just another busy day in Uyo, Nse had got up at 4am to prepare for his work as a school bus driver. The nature of the work required punctuality, the kids he will have to transport everyday are usually ready from 7am, and to meet up, he has to be the earlier bird.

Within one hour, he had finished the necessary tasks, washing, bathing and most importantly eating to gain energy. He climbed into the Toyota HiAce (Hummer Bus) assigned to him, sleep messing with his mind but he has to go on.

Two trials and the bus came to life, he inspected his environment trying to figure if he forgot something before he drove out. On his way, he felt the sudden urge to urinate, "I didn't urinate at home", he murmured in annoyance. It's not safe at such a time as 5am to stop in the middle of nowhere and urinate but the urge was too strong.

He pulled over the car to the roadside just few metres away from a well fenced compound and alighted, he deemed it inappropriate to urinate around there, "I don't want to be harassed this morning by security men. I shouldn't have even parked there, let me just hurry." After half a minute walk from where he had parked, he finally felt the freedom to empty his bladder. He sighed as he completed easing himself, at least now he can continue driving, his comfort was terminated the moment he noticed an incoming ruffling in the nearby bush.

𝑇𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑢𝑒𝑑...

*The Starry Dream*

Lola was a young girl who loved to look at the stars. She dreamed of becoming an astronaut and exploring the wonders of the universe. She read books about space, watched documentaries, and joined the astronomy club at school. She was fascinated by everything related to astronomy and astrophysics.

However, not everyone shared her passion. Some of her classmates teased her for being a nerd and a weirdo. They said that she was wasting her time on something that was impossible and unrealistic. They told her that she should focus on more practical things, like fashion, sports, or music. They said that she would never achieve her dream, because she was not smart enough, brave enough, or rich enough.

Lola felt hurt by their words, but she did not let them discourage her. She knew that they were just trying to make themselves feel better by putting her down. She knew that they did not understand her vision and ambition. She knew that she had a unique gift and a special purpose in life.

She decided to ignore their negativity and stay true to herself. She continued to study hard, work hard, and dream big. She applied to the best universities and scholarships that offered programs in aerospace engineering and astronautics. She participated in various competitions and projects that showcased her talent and skills. She made friends with other people who shared her interests and supported her goals.

She never gave up on her dream, no matter what obstacles or challenges she faced. She never let what people said distract her from her path. She always stayed true to herself, no matter what.

And one day, she finally got the opportunity to make her dream come true. She was selected as one of the candidates for a mission to Mars. She was overjoyed and grateful for this chance. She packed her bags, put on her spacesuit, and boarded the rocket.

As she looked out of the window, she saw the Earth fading away and the stars getting closer. She smiled and whispered to herself:

"I did it. I made it. I am a star."

*Moral lessons:*

- The story teaches us that we should always follow our dreams and passions, no matter what others say or think.
- The story teaches us that we should not let negative comments or opinions affect our self-esteem or confidence.
- The story teaches us that we should work hard and persevere to achieve our goals and aspirations.

It's one of those unusual days I set out for a long journey, those kinda journeys you sit for 2hrs+ twisting yourself in impatience, wishing you'd arrive soon.

Most times before that unpleasant numb feelings come, the journey takes me aback to my childhood when I used to travelled such distances with family, the excitement to travel, the eagerness to arrive and then sleeping in-between, you cannot deny it's a memory worth adoring.

While I thought about all these, I remembered the real purpose of my journey, an exam that lay ahead like an assassin that will overwhelm you silently but with strength. A frown takes over the smile that was starting to blossom on my face.

Amidst these restless thoughts, I dozed off, yes! Bus sleeps are the best, when I awoke, we had arrived. And so I stroll down the long gloomy path to undertake what has been waiting for a long time, it won't be easy but it'll be worth it.

Rooney owned a bicycle and most times, people gather to plead with him so they could take a ride but he would always refuse.

I didn't know how to ride a bicycle then but I thought it was easy and all it should take is just to climb it and pedal in a clockwise direction.

I was looking at a movie at Rooney's family television when I heard his mother screamed at Rooney.
"you must go and bring back the bags!" Rooney's mum shouted as she unplugged the television from the fuse.

After series of word-fight between them, Rooney finally agreed to go get the bags of kernels. He asked that I followed him which I agreed with a condition that I was going to ride his bicycle afterwards.

"are you sure you can ride this thing?" he asked.
"yes I can ", I replied almost immediately.

Deep down I knew that I couldn't ride a bicycle but I don't want to forfeit my repayment so I climbed on it expertly and pedaled down a hilly road.

It was so easy at first but suddenly my hand began to shake and I could not concentrate on the road, rather I was focused on my legs.

Before I knew it, I saw myself on the air, the bicycle had jerked me up from the seat.
I let out a scream, who knows, a superhero might show up and save me.

I landed with my buttocks on the hard mud soil. I couldn't breathe, my nyash was on fire.

I struggled and stood up. I left the bicycle there and walked like someone wearing a padlock in-between my thighs to my house.

★★★★
This particular girl stole my wallet when we first met at a Hotel.
She was sitting beside the receptionist. I thought she was also working as a receptionist but that was not the case.
I booked a room and stood at my door when she came there.
“Any error?" I asked thinking maybe there was an error in filling my files.
“No"she said, she was wearing slim trousers, having big buttocks and surreptitiously staring at me.
“Oh I thought there was a problem with my registration." I said as i held the door knob, trying to open to open it.
“I'm not even working as a receptionist." she said with a smile on her joys.
I turned with a stun, and stole a glance at her.
“Oh I see." I said.
“What are you doing there If you are not working as receptionist. I asked her straight.
I'm bored so i just want to visit the hotel.
“Oh I see."
“If you can take me up i will me happy."
“Oh seriously this time around I'm very tired. I don't need a guest. I just want to sleep."
“Oh I see, she said trying to approach me. She stood beside me and put her two hands on my shoulders, rubbing her lips as if she needs a hug.
“Don't you need someone to help you then?" She asked trying to makes me feel hot.
“Oh I will like to but I'm...."
“Shhhh" she intervened, “don't say anything." She pushed the door and entered the room before me.
But what disturbed most was smelling of Beer and cigarettes. This girl is suspicious.
I entered to the bathroom and left her at the room. I was bathing when I heard the door swung opened.
I wore my uniform as fast as I could. I stormed in the room. only to see the bed was empty. I stole a glance at my bag only to see it opened. I rushed and opened the bag hurriedly. She took my wallet with 105N in it.
I rushed at the corridor,i turned left, and right, but i did not see her.
I went down stairs at the receptionist.
“Hi this girl that was sitting with you, took my wallet and there was money there."
“Oh sorry I saw her going out. She was walking fast. She told me that she was waiting for her boy. I thought you were the man she was waiting."
“Oh my God" I screamed putting my hands on my head.

Fear this gender.

Late evening walk was my thing.
Actually after my senior WAEC I did nothing much to keep myself busy during the first months. So I suddenly developed the habit of going for evening walks around the university in my area.

The sites and people I meet along the way during my strolls are usually worth it. I would take a longer route around the heart of the university with my music on and which after, I headed back home.

I did this for over two weeks without missing a day. It was later added to my hobbies by the way.
Anyway that I missed taking a stroll into the university area due to more important reasons, I end up feeling unfulfilled for that day.

Just like the normal times, I started a walk into the school as usual, but this time, the time was a bit late than my normal coming.
The roads were almost scanty. There wasn't electricity lights in the buildings too except the few using generators.

I had already walked past the heart of the school and heading back with my headset on and my voice echoeing through the streets when suddenly, a Honda motorcycle pulled up in front of me.

I wanted to avoid them and pass but one of them acted to be stranded and demonstrated a pleading hand, so I pulled out my headset to understand them better. My eyes caught a gun immediately, the second man on the motorcycle quickly pointed a gun at me and requested for the phone I had in my pocket.

After he collected the phone, he unplugged the headset and placed it on my shoulder and went on to search my pockets. Left in my pocket was a #100 note which I was saving to buy 2 cups of cooked groundnuts on my way home. They collected the note and threatened to shoot me.

And that was my story😭

Nicholas had just gotten scholarship to one of the best University in the world after staying at home for 3years without gaining admission. His joy knew no bounds, he couldn't wait to share the good news with his family members, he hurriedly left the cafe and jogged to the nearest bus stop and boarded a bus going to oluaje street. The bus was moving very slow because it had been stopping at every junction they had come across, the driver was either calling for more passengers or alighting passengers. Nicholas was now being very impatient, he stomped his leg frequently on the rusted iron floor of the bus, at the same he was screaming at the driver to move fast. Almost immediately, a heavy rain downpour swept across the streets, causing a total halt to all moving vehicles.
And once again Nicholas got very impatient, he went on rattling to himself, everyone around him wondered if he was in a good state of mind, finally the rain stopped and the traffic cleared. Two junctions to his destinated street,the bus stopped again to pick up an elderly woman with five small children. The elderly woman spent a lot of time getting on the bus and this made Nicholas lose his nerves, he began to shout at the woman to hurry up and also scolded the kids to smart up. It was then, everyone in the bus got harsh towards Nicholas. The passengers rebuked him, the driver asked him to drop off from his bus, though not until he had paid the the bus fare. This got Nicholas mad and an hot argument broke out, which led to physical combat.
Nicholas strolled down to his street with swollen eyes and bleeding lips. His younger sister saw him afar off and ran to meet him.
"Welcome brother, how was it? Is it good news?"
"Whatever", Nicholas answered and brushed past her, he walked sluggishly into the house and bumped into his mum who was heading out of the house.
" Thank goodness you are back, I have been waiting for eternity, what took you so long?"
"I had........................"
" I'm heading out, can I get the change of the money I gave you".
Nicholas was getting irritated already, he had out of annoyance given the driver #500 without collecting change, his younger sister barged in almost immediately, Nicholas heaved a sigh of relief as he quickly made his escape into his room.
"Mummy is Nicholas okay? He seems to have fallen off a bike in annoyance"
"What do you think; that spells bad news ofcourse, he will have to wait another year at home".
Nicholas kept his good news to himself for two days, he was just not in the mood to tell anyone yet. Early the next morning, while they were having a family devotion, Nicholas mum started casting and binding the demons behind her son's progress, Nicholas at first was silent but not until his mum asked him to kneel in the mist of everyone, so they can lay hands on him.
"Mum I'm not bewitched by anybody"
"You don't understand my son, there are some..............."
"I got the scholarship!"
" Yes, by faith we claim it"
"Not that, I mean I was given the scholarship two days ago".

The atmosphere got cold immediately as silence made host that moment.

It was on a Sunday morning, and as usual, I started my motorcycle and headed out to church. The morning started smoothly I must say and the mist in the air accompanied the chilly weather which I preferred to warmness.

On my way, I was cautious of the busy road and put my speed in check. It was at a junction where a small mass was attempting to cross and because I was in a light and happy mood, I halted my motorcycle entirely, and just as they went across the main road, I started behind their back, and then it happened.

A Bike man had hit the back of my motorcycle. It spun and threw me off. I landed on my shoulder, with my head hitting on the sharp end of the sidewalk drainage. I lost consciousness.

I began to regain consciousness when they pushed me on a wheelchair to a ward. My face was gushing blood, and I hardly could breathe.

"no we cannot do anything for him", a cold voice answered one of the strangers who conveyed me to the hospital when he requested my immediate treatment.

They didn't lay a hand on my pathetic body, nor was I offered a bed while I battled unconsciousness and loss of blood.
It wasn't one of my Sundays I guess. But after everything, I am here, stronger and better by each day.

Dan was a neighbor, he went for a party last week and the story is about to be told.

Dan was a young boy trying to survive, people always saw him as a hard working person but Dan kept bad friends, he was either seen gambling with touts sometimes or clubbing whenever he was done working.

Just last week, he was arrested.
Police came late evening and dragged him away.
We never heard the real gist yo to the reason why he was arrested until two days later.

In the usual restaurant where Dan clubbed, his friends ridiculed him and claimed he wasn't smart and that was arrested.
The story holds that Dan had made out with lady at the party but had no money to pay because he was drunk at first.

Now Dan's image is totally ruined, he can't even keep his head up while he walked. His friends deserted him. His friends are said to be more responsible than him.

Keep good company.

After breakfast, Daniel washed and dressed and made ready to leave for school. With a quick kiss for his mum, he was out on the street, laughing as he hopped along, his best friend, Ben, joins him at their usual spot. They chatted away about the usual boys topic while Daniel giggles at everything. Ben had hit his leg on a stone and Daniel had laughed for 30minutes stretch till the bell was rung for assembly.
The assembly began with morning prayer,
"Their father, who's art upon heaven, hallowed to the name..........."
A young girl had confidently and loudly memorized the lord's prayer wrongly, Ben taps Daniel who is at his back and they both burst into a loud giggle. Suddenly the assembly hall grew silent and Ben stopped giggling, but Daniel won't, the principal screamed at him to keep quiet but he wouldn't listen.
That day Daniel was used as a scapegoat.
On their way home from school, the two boys were as silent as ever, Ben kicks at everything that touches his feet while Daniel walks slowly, taking one step at a time.
"Why wouldn't you stop laughing? Ben had asked quietly
"Don't know too, I just laughed and couldn't stop"
The next morning, Ben had waited for Daniel at their usual spot but had to go to school alone after waiting hours for Daniel. This went on for days and weeks, Daniel was also absent from school. Ben summoned courage on a Friday and knocked at the big gate where Daniel lived.
It was after midnight and Ben had just gone to bed, as he lay there, waiting for sleep to come, his thought troubled him.
"How could he be sick? He was fine until that day". Ben had discovered of Daniel's ailment.
Daniel was suffering from pseudobulbar
Came the early hours of the morning, Ben hurried to Daniel's house, sad faces welcomed him, he instinctively knew that it spelt bad news. Will had passed away that night.
20years later
Ben drove his kids down to school, they were 5minute late, he dropped his kids and turned to leave, twas then the pupils started chanting the "the lord's prayer". He freezes as he was long gone into MEMORIES

There was this guy that was in love with one of the f ok finest girls I have ever seen. The girl had brown eyes and pink lips, she looked like a Barbie. She was the true definition of beauty, perfect height, fair in complexion, voice as sweet as honey, and thick curly hair.

While the guy, her boyfriend on the other hand was a bushman, with the biggest brown teeth in history, well-shaped k-legs, a ridiculous height and a very decent pot belly.

I would love to finish the story but let's do this next time.
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