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Re: Allen Avenue ( Story Of A Call Worker) by bibijay123(f): 8:34pm On Aug 11, 2016 |
Re: Allen Avenue ( Story Of A Call Worker) by Nobody: 8:46pm On Aug 11, 2016 |
This life is complicated ;( 1 Like |
Re: Allen Avenue ( Story Of A Call Worker) by yousooph(m): 9:19pm On Aug 11, 2016 |
I love to vrytin about the story. buh one thing I dnt lyk is DAT u Neva mention my name for the tori. even if it is once i will appreciate sooo much. #KeepItUp ![]() 1 Like |
Re: Allen Avenue ( Story Of A Call Worker) by bibijay123(f): 9:21pm On Aug 11, 2016 |
toboski1: Loool bro, Jeff is a beautiful name n Jeffs r usually handsome guys ![]() |
Re: Allen Avenue ( Story Of A Call Worker) by bibijay123(f): 9:22pm On Aug 11, 2016 |
yousooph: No vex. Next update ......i press send before i remembered ![]() |
Re: Allen Avenue ( Story Of A Call Worker) by toboski1(m): 10:01pm On Aug 11, 2016 |
bibijay123: handsome but poisonous than a viper. hehehehe any Jeff in the building? don't take this too personal, purely innocuous 1 Like 1 Share |
Re: Allen Avenue ( Story Of A Call Worker) by blessedvisky(m): 10:07pm On Aug 11, 2016 |
skarlett:Lol. Actually I had too. There is something called short term memory. That's what happens when you read a story like this. I'm sure you can't narrate the story 100% as bibijay has written it like a week from now. You'll have to re-release it. The reason why I quoted the whole episode is so that I can quickly re-read the episode and criticise appropriately, rather than depending on what I remember from the episode to criticise. Hope you understand.? Or should I quote again.?? ![]() 1 Like |
Re: Allen Avenue ( Story Of A Call Worker) by sulakishop(m): 10:08pm On Aug 11, 2016 |
A whole chapter dedicated to my humble self @ bibijay123? I dey blush ooo 1 Like 1 Share |
Re: Allen Avenue ( Story Of A Call Worker) by Nobody: 10:10pm On Aug 11, 2016 |
blessedvisky: Requote and it will be hidden ![]() I get what you mean |
Re: Allen Avenue ( Story Of A Call Worker) by toboski1(m): 10:12pm On Aug 11, 2016 |
blessedvisky: please don't I follow am understand |
Re: Allen Avenue ( Story Of A Call Worker) by blessedvisky(m): 10:26pm On Aug 11, 2016 |
Re: Allen Avenue ( Story Of A Call Worker) by vicdall(f): 10:29pm On Aug 11, 2016 |
bibijay123:yea...thanks dear |
Re: Allen Avenue ( Story Of A Call Worker) by Nobody: 10:34pm On Aug 11, 2016 |
blessedvisky: Nope but pressing the report button on whatever post I feel is spam, gives me that privilege ![]() |
Re: Allen Avenue ( Story Of A Call Worker) by SPDAZZY(f): 11:36pm On Aug 11, 2016 |
bibijay123: You are right, I skipped that |
Re: Allen Avenue ( Story Of A Call Worker) by igbalodehunter(m): 11:58pm On Aug 11, 2016 |
UPDATED 2 Likes |
Re: Allen Avenue ( Story Of A Call Worker) by SweetieConstie(f): 12:26am On Aug 12, 2016 |
IykeKelvins, you nefa slip? ![]() ![]() ![]() Ma'am Bibi... Good morning ma! ![]() 1 Like 1 Share |
Re: Allen Avenue ( Story Of A Call Worker) by iykekelvins(m): 12:34am On Aug 12, 2016 |
SweetieConstie:Lol, I was glued to the story all night. 1 Like |
Re: Allen Avenue ( Story Of A Call Worker) by Olivers2J(f): 5:38am On Aug 12, 2016 |
Babe this ur snail speed update is not encouraging ooooooooo |
Re: Allen Avenue ( Story Of A Call Worker) by bibijay123(f): 7:33am On Aug 12, 2016 |
SweetieConstie: Good morning sweetie, how was ur nyt? Mind telling me ur real name? 1 Like 1 Share |
Re: Allen Avenue ( Story Of A Call Worker) by bibijay123(f): 7:37am On Aug 12, 2016 |
Olivers2J: Lool.... Sorry abt dat, thank God it's weekend. It means my time now belongs to me so i can update all day ![]() 1 Like 1 Share |
Re: Allen Avenue ( Story Of A Call Worker) by SweetieConstie(f): 8:01am On Aug 12, 2016 |
bibijay123: My night was very cold ma... ![]() ![]() Okay, my name is Constance. ![]() 1 Like |
Re: Allen Avenue ( Story Of A Call Worker) by ogboni76(m): 9:27am On Aug 12, 2016 |
SweetieConstie: You responds to every quote but not mine? Hmmmmm...not even a single mention? Na so u hate me reach BIBI? |
Re: Allen Avenue ( Story Of A Call Worker) by Oyindatjay01(m): 9:29am On Aug 12, 2016 |
Thumb up |
Re: Allen Avenue ( Story Of A Call Worker) by yousooph(m): 10:58am On Aug 12, 2016 |
bibijay123:I will appreciate soo much #Muah 2 Likes |
Re: Allen Avenue ( Story Of A Call Worker) by veekid(m): 11:23am On Aug 12, 2016 |
Bibi oya now 1 Like |
Re: Allen Avenue ( Story Of A Call Worker) by bibijay123(f): 1:14pm On Aug 12, 2016 |
* Continues* Dedicated to Slyisaac, Yousooph, Ogboni76 Ebere Ify' s HIV had transformed our lives into a series of concessions and compromises. The usual sparkle of her eyes had been eclipsed by sadness, it made me realize the HIV wasn't going to kill her. It was going to end her life. Life was indeed unfair, i remembered a funny incident that happened long ago. One of my sisters in hustling had come to buy food from Ify. " Why you use public plate sell for me?!" She had shouted at Ify." You want make i catch disease?" I couldn't help laughing, here was someone who constantly rode public d*cks. If she was so worried about contracting a disease then she had chosen the wrong profession. Life is a roller coaster ride, so unpredictable, one moment of happiness, a thousand nights of weeping. No wonder i found myself driving down a particular lane, i thought i would never do this, i thought this day would never come. I remembered the first day i saw her, i envied her flashy car, her designer dress and bag. The only strange thing about her were her tears, she had sat in her car in that parking lot sobbing her heart out. " Are you alright?" i asked stupidly. Of course she wasn't alright. But i envied her all the same because she was crying in a car and i was also crying silently inside while trekking and wondering where my next meal would come from. " What do you want?! She had barked at me. Maybe i should have left her with her rich problem but i couldn't. My conscience wouldn't allow me leave her there sobbing her heart out without trying to soothe her at least. Just like i couldnt resist coming back to meet Ify some ten years ago. My heart was breaking too on that fateful day but Ify' s sobs called out to me and something in me had dragged my feet back to her and offered her my hankie. " Why are you still here!?" She said jarring my thought back to the present. I started telling her my problems. It was a trick i learnt early in life, to get someone to trust you with their problem, trust them with yours first. It makes them think you are both even and you can't spill their secret because they also have something on you. It gives them a false security, I told her about Madam B, my poor parents back in arochukwu, My brief bitter sweet relationship with Dayo, how i had foolishly thought Dayo' s love also equated mine. She was listening now, she had stopped crying. " Am going to abort it" She clasped my hands in_between hers sobbing anew " Please give him to me, your baby....... i promise to give him or her a good life! Please help me" I was stunned. How could she say i should give her my baby?, when it wasn't a puppy we were talking about! " Please listen to me.......listen to me please." She blew her nose noisily into her hankie. " Please say you will listen to me first". My head was spinning, the ground drew closer and she reached for my hand on reflex to steady me. " Not now please. I .....can't give out my child" She nodded. " Will you at least give me your contact details?" She brought out a sleek expensive phone. " Please". She gave it to me and i inputted my number, i gave it to her. " What should i save it as?" " Ebere" " Ebere, am Lola, i will give you a call" she said desperately. I nodded and scurried away like a frightened rabbit. I tossed and turned all night, why did Lola desperately want my child? how could she even say such a thing? another part of me reminded me of my selfishness, why waste the poor baby' s life when someone else desperately needed a child. I ignored her calls for days, Ify was also getting suspicious of the incessant calls and i decided to go see her. " Please come in" the ebony beauty said. " Have a seat" She was so beautiful and tall, her left cheek was dimpled and her teeth were sparkling white. I envied her, her big fine house in Ikoyi, the fleet of cars in the compound, the living room was like something from a movie about royalties. " What should i offer you? Fruit wine? juice........" " Am fine " i said, my voice was thick with envy. She stood before me nervously, she couldn't decide if she wanted to hug me for coming or sit down in frustration. " Please let get to the point" She nodded and sat down. " I appreciate you coming to see me.......i was so worried you would change your mind" she said tittering on the verge of tears. " Am listening" " I met my husband five years ago" i could see the love shinning brightly in her eyes. Am definitely not giving her my child i vowed within me. Life was so unfair, why should some people have it all! " He's my world, my everything ". She went on, " We walked down the aisle a year after we met and we decided to start a family right away. Our joy was filled to the brim when i became pregnant few months after our wedding..... but that joy was short lived because i miscarried few weeks later." She sobbed out. Nobody can truly have it all i decided, feeling her obvious pain. " We have been through six pregnancies already. Before my husband got transferred i conceived again, we decided that i should stay back in Nigeria instead of following him from country to country. " Her hands trembled terribly as she reached for a glass of water on the table in front of her. " My husband was so happy, he called his parents in Spain and informed them. His mother flew in the next day, she spent a whole week here! my parents were over the moon with ectasy." I braced myself for the obvious ' but' i knew was coming. " I lost the baby a week before we met. Have not told my husband yet.....i couldn't do that to him again. " " Why don't you go for adoption?" Her eyes widened in shock." That would be scandalous! My parents_in laws won't have it! Our names would be on the lips of everyone! My God! we would never hear the end of it! " Rich people' s lives wasn't as rosy as i had thought. What was scandalous about adopting a child? " Maybe you should try to conceive again" " I was told my womb is weak" " That was why you were crying in the park? The hospital park?" " Yes. I decided to go to a place ( hospital) i wasn't known. Please don't abort your baby........think of the life you want to terminate prematurely....please help out a fellow sister. I will pay you. " Please don't insult me! i have no use for your money!" She got on her knees before me." Am sorry, Ebere am sorry. Say you will help me please". " How do you plan to pull this off?" " Trust me.....trust me i will. Just say you will help me" I got up and walked out of the elegant house. For nine months i kept thinking of it, i thought of it every waking day. I lost sleep and appetite over it. A part of me wanted to reach out to Dayo' s family but i knew they would never accept us, both the baby and I. Lola called me every single day, she was hoping i would come see her. After the baby arrived, i realized i couldn't care for the wee scrawny thing without help from anyone, one early morning, i wrapped her in a warm shawl and took a cab to Ikoyi. I didn't give Lola a call, i was hoping she won't be at home so i could go back home justified that i had at least tried. She opened the door immediately i rang the door bell, she said she looked out for me every day, she collected the baby, promising to keep her safe. I left without uttering a word, i left without a backward glance, i had left a vital part of me behind, i was afraid i would snatch the baby away from her and make a run for it if i had looked back. Here i was driving down the familiar lane ten years after, it was like a map of the place had been etched into my brain, i remembered every building on the street, the color of each houses. A security man threw the gate open and ushered me in without any questions. strange. It was just like they had been expecting me. " You are late" A tall handsome dark Greek god said. He looked at the gold wrist watch on his hairy arm. I swallowed. My heart was at my feet now. Have i come to the wrong place? " I don't condone unseriousness." I gave him a blank stare. " Ain't you here for an interview? " " Is this the Williams' s residence?" He gave an exaggerated sigh. " Yes! ain't you here for the nanny job?" " Yes" i heard myself reply, as i followed him into the household i had given sunshine to ten years ago. Tbc 11 Likes 7 Shares |
Re: Allen Avenue ( Story Of A Call Worker) by olayiwolaay(m): 1:28pm On Aug 12, 2016 |
I don wait taya o...bibi, wetin u dey do me no gel o |
Re: Allen Avenue ( Story Of A Call Worker) by ogboni76(m): 1:39pm On Aug 12, 2016 |
[quote author=bibijay123 post=48417764] * Continues* Dedicated to Slyisaac, Yousooph, Ogboni76 And I finally got mentioned....thanks BIBI123 huggs and kisses sent.... 1 Like 1 Share |
Re: Allen Avenue ( Story Of A Call Worker) by Nobody: 1:48pm On Aug 12, 2016 |
bibijay123: Yeah tis satisfies my curiousity a little.... BTW does it really work? @bolded?? please dedicate more stories to me!!! i think its safe to say am inlove with bibijay123 ![]() 1 Like |
Re: Allen Avenue ( Story Of A Call Worker) by bibijay123(f): 2:00pm On Aug 12, 2016 |
ogboni76: Sorry ![]() 1 Like |
Re: Allen Avenue ( Story Of A Call Worker) by bibijay123(f): 2:01pm On Aug 12, 2016 |
slyIsaac: Loool......it works wen i use it for my female cousins BT it hasn't worked with boo yet unless he wants to share it himself ![]() |
Re: Allen Avenue ( Story Of A Call Worker) by bibijay123(f): 2:02pm On Aug 12, 2016 |
[quote author=ogboni76 post=48418469][/quote] ![]() 1 Like |
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