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A story written “by Emgrin” (whatsapp 08091777117)

I didn’t bother to call him again at about 8pm I went to charge my phone at one new Bet9ja shop in the village  I saw bisola mums shop open I rearrange the way am dressing I entered..
Me: good evening ma
Mum bisola: Evening what should we serve you
Me: Beans and bread N150… Ehen mummy what of that your fine Daughter bisola
Mum Bisola: smiles She is fine she went to her uncle’s place in Abuja
Me: ok when will  she be back
Mum bisola : hmmm this one you asking about bisola hope is not what am thinking.. Well it will be long ooo because she will go to school from there next month
Me: she is just my Good friend I answered…i finished eating and went out on my way home I saw one of the students we writing exams together he said hope I have read for tomorrow’s paper math I supprisely said yes I didn’t even knew we had math tomorrow I got home my phone rang I checked…. It was Adewale that flashed me I called him back he said I should send him bisola mother’s and father’s name I told him I will confirmed It and end the call…. I was totally confused wondering how I got myself into all this mess I wasn’t even facing what brought me here I have math tomorrow I haven’t even read anything… Guess I should just kill myself and end this all…was talking to myself then I slept off… The next morning I woke up dressed and went for the exams… The paper was so crazy I haven’t come across 95% of the questions in my life I jst used luck to marked the obj and left the eassy empty I submitted because there was no hope the external supervisor don’t even smile for once…. Later that day around 3pm my dad called me
Me: hello daddy
Dad: am fine how is your exams
Me: fine sir
Dad: the Pastor was at our house today he said you needed to come back for deliverance

To Be Continued… 

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