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My Life. A True Life Story by Knightstory(m): 7:44am On Jul 14, 2015 |
Life is precious,
Life is beautiful,
Life is dynamic,
Life is a mystery. misery |
Re: My Life. A True Life Story by Knightstory(m): 8:22am On Jul 14, 2015 |
Hello, please I would like you to learn and at the time commend and correct me as I unfold to you the mystery and misery of life in this my story. |
Re: My Life. A True Life Story by Knightstory(m): 8:35am On Jul 14, 2015 |
Prologue: As I lay down on my bed wondering what is wrong with me. How could I be so heartless, careless and foolish at the same time. As the day goes by I was becoming bad and evil. The more I try to change the more I become bad. Please forgive me Lord! I prayed silently. If only I knew what to do, why me! I cried. |
Re: My Life. A True Life Story by Knightstory(m): 9:00am On Jul 14, 2015 |
I have not always been like this,in fact I was once an innocent simple and caring boy. But as they say nothing last for ever, John!!! The knock on my door brought me back to reality. Hey you didn't go to class? My next door neighbour asked. I will later. If only she knew what I have done,she would have told me to stay indoor and pray all day. funny as it may seen,I wish I would not go to class for the rest of the day. My phone rang, Guy where my charger? Odoka asked. I have given to someone to give you, I explained Last night: Fine boy how far? Hey,I want you to teach me, am new to this thing I said. No problem, shey you get money. come inside...... |
Re: My Life. A True Life Story by ADAMUdaCOWBOY: 11:24am On Jul 14, 2015 |
Ride on |
Re: My Life. A True Life Story by Knightstory(m): 12:36pm On Jul 14, 2015 |
You forgot to collect my number, she said. oh, ok. give me,I said 080************** she typed her number on my phone. I left,hoping I would not have any reason to call her. today: 11am my phone rang. John they gave us assignment to submit by 4pm. help me,I pleaded. I laid down on my bed thinking what do I do. I decided to ralax myself with melo melo by olamide guy I hardly understand what that guy is saying. but I needed something to cool my troubled mind. I looked at my time,it was 12.00pm oh, time flies when you are doing nothing. back to what happened. |
Re: My Life. A True Life Story by Knightstory(m): 3:08pm On Jul 14, 2015 |
I would love to have your comments on this story.
as it part of my life story and most importantly wish you learn from my story.
your comments and suggestions would help a lot
.thanks |
Re: My Life. A True Life Story by jhuzcoyle(m): 3:23pm On Jul 14, 2015 |
following 1 Like |
Re: My Life. A True Life Story by SofiaAmrozia(f): 6:52pm On Jul 14, 2015 |
Okay, this story's likely to be one wi a lotta moral lessons, so keep on going and plz pls plz and pls, use punctuation marks |
Re: My Life. A True Life Story by emperorfidel(m): 9:07pm On Jul 14, 2015 |
You need to use the quotation mark when a character is speaking, it makes the work clean and easier for the reader. Try make the updates longer . The aforementioned is my observation. Now, you have a story, am here to hear it. Bring it rolling |
Re: My Life. A True Life Story by Knightstory(m): 8:37am On Jul 15, 2015 |
Thanks Emperorfidel for your observation. |
Re: My Life. A True Life Story by emperorfidel(m): 8:47am On Jul 15, 2015 |
Knightstory:you are welcome. |
Re: My Life. A True Life Story by Knightstory(m): 6:28pm On Jul 15, 2015 |
14 years ago. I returned from school one day, only to find my mother crying outside our house. she was sitting on a chair. "Mummy,what happened".I childishly asked. Not again, My father had beaten her. her face swollen. "Nothing my son",she said. how was school? she asked. fine, I replied. Mummy stop crying I said. OK my son,she said. In the evening: John!!! "come here and show me your result". my father called. I hesitated for some moment .fearing his cane "will you come here my friend, oh are you deaf". I showed him my result card, "23 out of 30", what is the meaning of this. why are you so dull?. oh ya lie down now, haha haha!!! I pleased and cried, but it fell on deaf ears. after several strokes of the Cain. he stopped. get out of my sight. I left feeling ashamed. two days later: "How on earth did I get married to this kind of man" my mother lamented. you this fake identity! you deceived me into marring you, "You this useless woman, you don't have respect. get of here or I will beat you up". moments later my mother laid on her bed crying. why!!! what kind of marriage is this. ( you see, this is the normal everyday fight in my home, we fight each other. my mother my father, me my siblings. and then our neighbours) funny ehh. that is my life.( we fight, settle and fight). |
Re: My Life. A True Life Story by Knightstory(m): 9:12am On Jul 21, 2015 |
The present: "I don't want you to feel back or shy around me", she said. Jane, the girl I have chasing for four years now. I couldn't believe what I was hearing, Jane of all people, this must be heaven on earth, Jane, the girl that refused me, needn't want to have any thing to do with me, all of a sudden starts caring, w |
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