Shadow of pains

Shadow of pains

LeoDiary

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Life they say is full of mysteries but what humans don't know is that life itself is a mystery. This is a story of a Nigerian Girl whose only curse is fate. Let's walk back with Ashabi Adediwura as she found her diary and stroll through the rough memory lane of her past. Will she be free from the shackles of her fate? Get to find out in this masterpiece by Leo.

Chapter 1 Hey Ex!

I remember the first time we met, He said to me, You're the water in my well without you I no go well. (This is a popular pick up line in Nigeria as at that time).

I must say, I was not new to love and I have someone I was deceiving at that time, but the fact that he said I was the water in his well, I automatically thought he'd die if I wasn't with him......even for a twink of an eye, because literally no one can survive without the mother nature. It turns out that I was wrong. My sweet yoruba demon can go a century without having a sip of water. Callous right?

At some point in my traumatic-ship, shege sat me down and said to me one cold evening....You, I will kill you today!

Took me back to the diary of a 16 year old Naive Uni girl. Here is my story....

Oh my God, 'you won't believe a guy asked me to be his girlfriend, She said to her friends with a big smile on her face, someone would think she won a lottery. Gist usss! Of course they all wanna hear her story.

If only she had known.........

You worthless piece of trash. He said to me in an harsh tone.

What are we? I asked with an ocean eyes .

Are we not friends? You got some funny ideas up there already, You think I will date a slow girl like you? He said....

I nodded in tears, at this point I was still struggling with my brallete, I couldn't even find my pant. Amidst of this rogbodiyan...( Chaos)

Just friends, I asked?

Then why do your friends keeps calling me iyawo wa? (Our wife), You made me do your laundry, get your groceries, cook your food to your taste, suck your balls as you please. You practically turned me to a worthless maid and all you could say to me now is we were just friends.?

Of course as expected, he hissed and walked out on me. And for the first time in 16 years, I wanted to take my own life

Who do I tell? 6 months of wasted time and effort, 2 abortions, dropped out of school so I could focus on Almighty Mr B!

and Yet I was just a friend!

I got to know later that I was pregnant again and of course I aborted the third time.

At 16, I was already a living dead.

It's been 12 years...

Not only does my personality changed but my name Also

I bear Ms R now. And the R stands for REVENGE

For the first time in 12 years, I smiled genuinely. Guess who I met at the mall tonight?

The Almighty Mr B!

He's still as handsome as ever I couldn't stop staring. My Oppa!

It's late already, I will continue tomorrow.

I told my friends kids....

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