Hi guys. This is a true life account of what happened to my friend. I only have one question: Is her mother right? I would love to see your comments please.

On Saturday night, sometime past 10 pm, I connected my phone to electricity to charge, turned it off and then went to bed. On Sunday morning, around 2 am, I woke up for no reason. I thought my 5 am alarm had rung so I looked for my phone and voila — my phone wasn't there! I then noticed that mum wasn't in the room too (I and my mum shared a room sometimes). Maybe she wanted to use it for torchlight, I thought at first and almost went back to sleep but on second thought, I remembered she couldn't access the torchlight without imputing the password to the phone and I knew she definitely didn't have my password so I began to suspect something fishy was going on. I heard her coming from the bathroom and then I closed my eyes and pretended to sleep. She came in and some seconds later, she went out again. I opened my eyes and my phone was there but it wasn’t connected to electricity and somehow, I just knew something was wrong. I then went back to sleep.
Some minutes later, she came in again and started viewing statuses on her phone. The noise disturbed me so I woke again. I then heard a cock crowing so I thought it was morning already. But why didn't my alarm ring? I got up and tried turning on the phone to check the time but it didn't come on. I then connected it to electricity thinking the battery was low and tried to turn it on again but it still didn't come on. I then thought that the socket had a problem. I took my phone and the charger to another socket in another room and it still didn't come on. Something then said I should check for the battery. Lo and behold, when I checked, it had vanished! Ah, ah! I knew it that something was fishy and that thing had woken me when she first took it. I then went back to her.
“What is the time please?”I asked.
“I don’t know.”
"Where is my phone battery?" I asked.
"I don't know" she said.
“Why did you take the battery when you know I’ll need my phone in the morning?”
“I don’t know.” She replied not bothering to look at me.
I turned back and went to the other room. I kept my phone (now batteryless) and the charger in my bag and then went to sleep.
The next morning, we related with one another as if nothing had happened and I didn’t bother search for the battery because one, I wasn’t in the mood; two: I wasn’t really worried (as per when she needed to call me or she needed me to make a transaction on my phone for her or when she wanted me to reach certain persons, she would produce the battery); three: I would eventually get it, somehow, anyhow.
We came back from church, even cooked and all but I still didn’t mention it until evening and I then went back to her.
“Why did you take my phone battery?” I asked.
“Because it is my phone and I want to use the battery so I took it.”
“No, it’s not your phone.” I disagreed silently.
“So that means I’m lying?”
“Yes.” I agreed calmly again amazed at how calm I was though I was getting angry.
“I, your mother, I’m lying?” She asked again.
“Yes, you are.” I insisted.
“OK.” She said and I left her alone.
I went back to think because something told me she wasn’t actually lying. After walking down memory lane for a few minutes, I recalled why she wasn’t lying.
I had lost two phones mysteriously in the past but my parents and relatives thought I was careless and so decided they weren’t going to get me any again. I didn’t have a hope of getting another one as I was only a student (and I’m still one though) but my aunt took pity on me and bought me a small Tecno phone, the ones popularly called ‘tonosobe’ or ‘button phone’ or ‘chinko’ in the Nigerian lingo when I was going to travel down to my home in Ilorin so at least, I could communicate with people.
I got home and then my mum said she had an old android which she could loan me till I got my old phone provided I gave her my ‘chinko’ which I gladly did. So, there you have it, the phone still remained hers but I had forgotten.
So, I went back to her a third time determined to right my wrongs.
“You were right, the phone is still yours.”
“Oho you remembered.” She said.
“So, I’ll give you your phone but just give me back the small ‘chinko’ I brought with me so I can put my sim in it since you don’t want to lend me the android again.”I said.
“No.”
“Why?” I asked surprised.
“Because as your mother, I can seize any phone of yours whether you got it through me or not it is my right.”
I didn’t bother reply. I went straight to my grandmother who luckily at that time was with us and then narrated the whole story to her.
“She has seized the battery, she can keep it and I’ll give her the phone even. All I want is she should give me my own phone which I came with from Lagos so I can put my sim in it.” I concluded. My grandmother then went to talk to her and at the end of the day; I got the battery of the android back.

Which kain story be this? I'm disappointed...see me thinking I was going to see actions...

OP for your life, never bring this kain story here again

AdetolaAdeniyi:
Hi guys. This is a true life account of what happened to my friend. I only have one question: Is her mother right? I would love to see your comments please.

On Saturday night, sometime past 10 pm, I connected my phone to electricity to charge, turned it off and then went to bed. On Sunday morning, around 2 am, I woke up for no reason. I thought my 5 am alarm had rung so I looked for my phone and voila — my phone wasn't there! I then noticed that mum wasn't in the room too (I and my mum shared a room sometimes). Maybe she wanted to use it for torchlight, I thought at first and almost went back to sleep but on second thought, I remembered she couldn't access the torchlight without imputing the password to the phone and I knew she definitely didn't have my password so I began to suspect something fishy was going on. I heard her coming from the bathroom and then I closed my eyes and pretended to sleep. She came in and some seconds later, she went out again. I opened my eyes and my phone was there but it wasn’t connected to electricity and somehow, I just knew something was wrong. I then went back to sleep.
Some minutes later, she came in again and started viewing statuses on her phone. The noise disturbed me so I woke again. I then heard a cock crowing so I thought it was morning already. But why didn't my alarm ring? I got up and tried turning on the phone to check the time but it didn't come on. I then connected it to electricity thinking the battery was low and tried to turn it on again but it still didn't come on. I then thought that the socket had a problem. I took my phone and the charger to another socket in another room and it still didn't come on. Something then said I should check for the battery. Lo and behold, when I checked, it had vanished! Ah, ah! I knew it that something was fishy and that thing had woken me when she first took it. I then went back to her.
“What is the time please?”I asked.
“I don’t know.”
"Where is my phone battery?" I asked.
"I don't know" she said.
“Why did you take the battery when you know I’ll need my phone in the morning?”
“I don’t know.” She replied not bothering to look at me.
I turned back and went to the other room. I kept my phone (now batteryless) and the charger in my bag and then went to sleep.
The next morning, we related with one another as if nothing had happened and I didn’t bother search for the battery because one, I wasn’t in the mood; two: I wasn’t really worried (as per when she needed to call me or she needed me to make a transaction on my phone for her or when she wanted me to reach certain persons, she would produce the battery); three: I would eventually get it, somehow, anyhow.
We came back from church, even cooked and all but I still didn’t mention it until evening and I then went back to her.
“Why did you take my phone battery?” I asked.
“Because it is my phone and I want to use the battery so I took it.”
“No, it’s not your phone.” I disagreed silently.
“So that means I’m lying?”
“Yes.” I agreed calmly again amazed at how calm I was though I was getting angry.
“I, your mother, I’m lying?” She asked again.
“Yes, you are.” I insisted.
“OK.” She said and I left her alone.
I went back to think because something told me she wasn’t actually lying. After walking down memory lane for a few minutes, I recalled why she wasn’t lying.
I had lost two phones mysteriously in the past but my parents and relatives thought I was careless and so decided they weren’t going to get me any again. I didn’t have a hope of getting another one as I was only a student (and I’m still one though) but my aunt took pity on me and bought me a small Tecno phone, the ones popularly called ‘tonosobe’ or ‘button phone’ or ‘chinko’ in the Nigerian lingo when I was going to travel down to my home in Ilorin so at least, I could communicate with people.
I got home and then my mum said she had an old android which she could loan me till I got my old phone provided I gave her my ‘chinko’ which I gladly did. So, there you have it, the phone still remained hers but I had forgotten.
So, I went back to her a third time determined to right my wrongs.
“You were right, the phone is still yours.”
“Oho you remembered.” She said.
“So, I’ll give you your phone but just give me back the small ‘chinko’ I brought with me so I can put my sim in it since you don’t want to lend me the android again.”I said.
“No.”
“Why?” I asked surprised.
“Because as your mother, I can seize any phone of yours whether you got it through me or not it is my right.”
I didn’t bother reply. I went straight to my grandmother who luckily at that time was with us and then narrated the whole story to her.
“She has seized the battery, she can keep it and I’ll give her the phone even. All I want is she should give me my own phone which I came with from Lagos so I can put my sim in it.” I concluded. My grandmother then went to talk to her and at the end of the day; I got the battery of the android back.

Skyfornia:
Which kain story be this? I'm disappointed...see me thinking I was going to see actions...

OP for your life, never bring this kain story here again

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Skyfornia:
Which kain story be this? I'm disappointed...see me thinking I was going to see actions...

OP for your life, never bring this kain story here again

Why are you quoting the nonsense again You're not different from the op.

so my kids here on nairaland

olasaad:


Why are you quoting the nonsense again You're not different from the op.

I quoted it as proof..in case the OP deny.

Na Which Kind Long Epistle Be Dis Na? D Whole Thing Is Like A Movie Script.

TAKE YOUR LIFE DO BETTER THING, THIS FORUM HAS BECOME A RINGA RINGO ROSES.