The first time i did it, that was in the year 2005 by then i was stil in jss3. it took me like 1week to prepare n gather courage so i dressed in plain trouser leta changed to jeans. No i feel like am nt comfortable i changed to agbada(native dress). Gosh! Ma friend Nonny told me you look like a masqurade.
God i became tensed and nervous. Ok now i decided to dress in suit. Fear was my greatest enemy then, you know what? I had to pray very wel to commit d task b4 God, so the journey starts but b4 i left i had to reharse wat am goin to vomit. Hmmm! I waited for like 5hours standing under d heat of sun.
Finally here comes the prey. Like a prayin mantis i wanted to swallow her without chewing. I went close to her, i called her n she turned, u know what? All I have reharsed cud not be retrieved again, i was wondering if sumbody formatted my brain without telling me.
She looked at me and said, why are you shivering, by then i was sweating in my palms, nose infact everywia. She now said to me how can i help you? I tried retrieving an answer but the answer is no where to be found just as chibok girls are no where to be found. At this moment she is the one holding me hostage, she now said to me if aint talking why did u stop me?
I now incoherently said to her please where is the road leading to WONDERLAND! She said wonderland? Dat shud be in Abuja not in enugu here. I sed wat of polo park? She kept quiet nd left.............
I now incoherently said to her please where is the road leading to WONDERLAND! She said wonderland? Dat shud be in Abuja not in enugu here. I sed wat of polo park? She kept quiet nd left.............
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