ride on

mizquote:
his fingers where in-between her legs, he was digging further.

she was In pain.

she made to shout but he gave her the scariest look, with his blood shot eyes.

this wasn't Timothy, this is an epitome of the devil.
she was so scared.

she had goose bumps on her body, the room suddenly became cold. she was cold.

he placed his fingers on his lips,signaling her to keep shut not to make a noise.

she knew exactly what he wanted.
she had no strength to fight.

she laid back on the mat and shut her eyes.
he was on her.
he smelt of alcohol.
he grabbed her tiny breast. sucked on it.
he sucked so hard she thought she would bled.

he kissed her shut lips, he didn't care.
no one does.
when its about her.

he parted her legs.
unzipped and brought his pe.nis, he forcefully inserted it.

he torn into her with relish.
she bled.
her soul bled.
her spirit bled.

the pain was unbearable.
like a hot iron in butter.

she didn't cry.
she didn't shed a tear.

he came on her. disgracefully.
she was humiliated.
poor child.

she shut her eyes.
and imagine him dead. killed by her.
on this day.

A BLACK FRIDAY.
she was raped an disvirgined.

she was only fifteen .

U said she clocked 14 of recent...she was with her mom and now shez fast-forwarded to being 15 with a dead mom wu adopted her.

Is it me or dis is getting contradictory??

BTW, nice one

DharmyYinks:

U said she clocked 14 of recent...she was with her mom and now shez fast-forwarded to being 15 with a dead mom wu adopted her.

Is it me or dis is getting contradictory??

BTW, nice one

you're not following. it is the girls mother whose perspective is shown not the girl. this was wat happened to the mother before she bcame a prostitute

#Carrying my sack of popcorn, runs to the front seat, meets a scrawny nigga there , chances him, he don run, I siddon dey smile with all my teeth, waiting earnestly for update#.

updates coming soon.

after that night, things changed.

she wasn't just a servant, she became a sex slave.

in the day time, she worked herself to the marrows. she was physically abused by her father, emotionally abused by her siblings and at night she was sexually abused by Timothy.

she became a shadow of herself, she became scared of people, she talked to herself and was referred to as a lunatic.

one day, after the night's deals. something snapped in her.

she was determined.
she smiled more.

she even moaned when Timothy came on her. he was happy, he allowed her dominate him. she rode him.

she laughed more.
sang loudly.

even when insulted by her siblings, she picked no offence.

behind the smiles and laughter.
she loathed.
she had a sinister motive.
an evil one.

she stopped praying.

stopped hoping.

she knew that evil has over taken her, she gladly gave in.

just like a venom, evil contaminated her blood.

it corrupted her soul.

she caged the good girl in her. she liked the idea of pain.

freely she received it.
freely will she give it.

she waited patiently for this time to come.
day and night she thought about it.

it turned her on.

the day she would unleash her pain.

the day she would discard her innocent self.
she wanted desperately to change her name.

she wanted desperately to take charge. to rule her life.
she wanted revenge.

Nice story OP but those updates are too short nah. Good job nd more grease to your elbow.

am right behinde u

Ah dey ur bak lky hunchback.....Waitress!!wer ma Alomo wif Popcorn

Sleek write up... Love ur updates...can I drop my name also...

emmamedicro46:
#Carrying my sack of popcorn, runs to the front seat, meets a scrawny nigga there , chances him, he don run, I siddon dey smile with all my teeth, waiting earnestly for update#.

hey u no d fear abi... u no who I be? because say maG look small

before I count of 3 disappear at once... 1 ..... 2...... no come were u d run go.... oh men chop popcorn d mumu run forget his popcorn...



waiting for mizquote for continuations

Ride on sis, you're doing great

the day finally came.

the day she had patiently anticipated for.

the day that changed her life.

the day she has always tried to erase from her memory.

to forget, entirely.

the day she sold her soul to the devil.

by giving in, to his advances.

she remembers it, vividly.

she had woken up that day, the day seem normal.

the moon wasn't black, the bird didn't develop horns.

everything seem normal,but heaven or was it hell received a whole family.

it wasn't her intention.

she didn't intend it to happen that way.

but the devil, the mastermind had drawn a bigger plan.


wider than she could comprehend.

she remembered how she woke up that morning with a strong conviction to revenge.

her steps were tight and crispy.

she wouldn't have done it that day but she was pushed to the edge.

her father had woken up that morning and announced that some money were missing from the salary he was paid earlier in the day.

he swore to kill someone if the money wasn't returned, she knew within her who stole the money.

for she had earlier seen omi(his second born), leave his room. she didn't suspect anything then but now she knows better.

no one said anything for a while until Omi said she saw her when she left the room, accusing her of being the thief.

that was enough evidence to nail her, she was beaten 'blue and black', her body was slashed with razor blade and a bucket of pepper water was used on her.

omi did what she did to save her neck.

but it cost their lives.

Awww touching!!

Such an amazing piece,Kudos.

For the first time I'm actually following a story on nairaland and waiting for updates
Good job

after the beating.

she looked at her arm and saw the slashes she was used to pain.

from birth, people had always tried to make her sad, to inflict pain on her. she had taken them as a sign of punishment for the evil deeds of her parent, who were siblings but decided to take pleasure in their selves.


from the day she was conceived people wished her to be dead, even her supposed creator was not aware she was created.

but this has gone too far.

she had always tried to love those who hurt her, those who despised her but it didn't work it only aggravated their hatred towards her.

she's going to take revenge soon.


sooner than she thought.


she was angry at everyone.

her wicked birth mother,

her silly birth father,

her adopted mean father,
her useless siblings


she was angrier at the world..

she looked at her bleeding arm.


that was only she needed, an evidence of pain,


an evidence to show to the world.


she stood up and headed to the kitchen.

she smiled as she realized, the scripture that says 'the wages of sin is death'.


she felt hypnotized.

i hope is not wot i am thinking, nice piece keep flowing, am waiting patiently 4 update

Chigold121:
i hope is not wot i am thinking, nice piece keep flowing, am waiting patiently 4 update

abi poison ni

she moved to the cabinet, picked the pot of soup she had prepared earlier.

she went out to the mud kitchen and made fire with the firewood.

she was still feeling hurt, especially at the down region.

Timothy came to tell her that they would be a meeting immediately after breakfast, she noticed he distanced himself from her like she was some kind of plague.

she nodded and he left.

she felt like puking.

the level of disgust she had for the family made her stomach to turn.

she turned and her eyes caught the swelling on ground.

the grave of her adopted mother, the kindest woman she had ever encountered.

she involuntarily let out a sign.

OK plz move on.... the taste of the pudding is in the eating..

the short note and 2days break is making us loose the taste.

plz feed us more

hmm i cant believe dis is wot i ve been waiting 4 , short note. Well no pro, will continue to wait.

the fire she made began to frizzle-out she had to bend over to rekindle it.

her eyes watered.

her mind narrowed to all the injustice she had faced. she was determined to end it now.

her father had threatened to to continue with the humiliation until she provided the money.

money she didn't steal.

money his daughter stole.

she had earlier made up her mind to run.

she didn't have a place to go.

no one liked her anyway.

she would go but not without having her revenge.

An extreme one.

An unforgettable one, in the history of her family.

the devil which she had made her companion, an adviser and her friend.
was present, he was with her, right in the kitchen.
he had succeeded in robbing her of her humanity, this was the time he struck.
he whispered to her, his voice mean and hellishly comforting.
he told her the idea.

she was as usual unaware of his presence so she didn't know it was him.
the idea of hurt he gave her was appealing. she stood up and went to her room.

the room she shared with the cricket of the earth, cockroaches and termites.
she didn't care. she didn't notice.
her mind was blank. her mind was black.
devoid of any human feeling.
she brought out her rickety box and smiled.
a tiny wicked grim formed.

Suspence!

the content of the box caught her eye.

a big plastic bottle and some injection.

her father had earlier gotten it, he used it to fumigate the house.

her attention caught the words written on the label.

'SNIPER INSECTICIDE'.

she picked it up and hurried towards the mud kitchen.

she could hear the hearty laughter of OMI.

she heard Timothy throaty voice, he was singing loud.

she smiled.

she got to the kitchen.
the bottle safely secured in her wrapper.
she opened the pot and hot steam met her face.
she liked the warmth she felt.
the soup smelt nice.
she gazed atthe pot and empty the whole content into it.
immediately she finished. her eyes were opened.
she realized what she had done..