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*SISTER DEBBY* *Episode 7-_8* I checked my account balance and saw #97,000 all thanks to the fifteen thousand monthly allowance Kate and I do receive. My plan was to register for catering during our summer holiday. I board a bus to Imo state and after traveling for almost two days, we got there. It was a beautiful city with attractive features. Luckily for me, we got there during the day so instead of lodging in a hotel, I went around to look for accommodation. After searching for two hours, I settled for the cheapest which was sixty thousand for one room per year. With the remaining money with me, I asked for directions to the kitchen where I bought foodstuffs, kitchen utensils, and mattress. I ensured I spend the money judiciously and kept some for my urgent need. I was always indoor because I don’t want to mingle with anyone. I saw humans as heartless and wicked so I wasn’t ready to entangle myself with them. I suffered morning sickness all by myself in my room. I h...

*SISTER DEBBY* *Episode 6* I couldn’t sleep that night, I just kept crying and wishing I died along with my parents. I decided not to go for lectures the following day because I was not able to bear the look on people’s faces. I went out of the house by 4 pm for the scheduled meeting in the campus fellowship. Getting into the campus church, I was expecting to meet with just the campus executives but to my surprise, the church auditorium was jam-packed with students who wanted to hear the full list. With my head bow to the ground, I walk straight to the front of the pew where the campus executive sat. I was asked to say my side of the story, I took the microphone and started to talk but was interrupted by Raphael. Me: I am sorry ill news about me keep flying around but the fact is that I was a victim of rape Raphael: (shouted from the congregation) liar, your boyfriend was the one who sent out your nude pictures so please stop claiming that you are a saint Hearing Rap...

PART 20 “HIM, HER & I” (A Love Triangle) ©️Opeyemi Ojerinde Akintunde Odi was a wonderful brother I met in the new church I starting attending outside campus. He was a good cake with a beautiful icing. He was very active in church and the icing on the cake was that he was RICH. From the first day I noticed him in Church, I knew he was a good catch. He had a close resemblance to Bro Stephen as they looked really clean and tush. However, Odi had more CLASS. We got quite close and became friends. What sealed the deal between us both was when he told me he was a single dad and his daughter was in the United States with the mother. He told me he was trying to get custody of his daughter. He showed me the picture of a beautiful girl. I told him I also had a daughter, Jadesola who due to my mother’s recent death had been taken to my Aunt’s place. He told me he didn’t like the idea of passing my child from one relative to the other, h...

PART 19 “HIM, HER & I” (A Love Triangle) ©️Opeyemi Ojerinde Akintunde I played along, especially for my mum’s sake. I just wanted the five days I had left at home to be over. I wanted to return to school to see Bro Kennedy. Bro Stephen made my home a permanent abode. He and Mum would meet for the evangelism and would return to my home at around 8am. He would stay with us till 6pm. I wondered if he had a job... “Yes, I do… I have a business people run for me,” he had said with a smile showing his ever beautiful dentition. “People run for you? You must be very rich!” I said teasing him, because he didn’t have a car not to talk of a house. I saw him as a middle class fellow, who just knew how to combine clothes. When I was leaving for campus, my mum gave me a lot of money out of happiness that I was happy with her choice of a man for me. Bro Stephen also sent some money into my account, of which he told m...

PART 18 “HIM, HER & I” (A Love Triangle) ©️Opeyemi Ojerinde Akintunde His name was Bro Stephen, and truthfully speaking I had serious issues with the name. The fact that the Biblical Stephen was stoned to death just made me dislike this brother from the get-go. After I returned from school, my mother had teased me severally that, a certain brother she had met during her early morning evangelism would make a fine husband. She said the first day he came to our house and saw my life-size picture frame in the living room, he had jokingly told her... “Mummy, is this your daughter... I like her, I hope you can give her to me?” I didn’t give Mum any reply as I was still trying to lick my emotional wounds. I called Bro Kennedy several times in the first three days but I got no response. Likewise Papa called me several times but I refused picking up. I called Mmesoma to know if she heard what happened and yes she did. I knew the gist ...

PART 17 “HIM, HER & I” (A Love Triangle) ©️Opeyemi Ojerinde Akintunde Bro Tunde was the one taking the closing prayer. I was so happy, Papa did not make the public confession, but after the closing prayer, I heard what sounded like trouble... “All executives are expected to stay behind for a brief meeting with the President,” Bro Tunde had said before sharing the Grace. Everything in my body spoke to me that, it had something to do with Papa and I. Unfortunately for me, Bro Kennedy, Papa and I were part of the executives. I instantly started having migraine and stomach upset, I needed to get Bro Kennedy and I out of the fellowship center. “Bro Kennedy, I don’t think I can wait for this meeting, I am having a splitting headache,” I said as our initial plan was to leave campus together. “Aww... Sorry... It’s ok, let me inform Bro Tunde to update me on whatever will be discussed.” “You can al...

PART 16 “HIM, HER & I” (A Love Triangle) ©️Opeyemi Ojerinde Akintunde I picked up Mmesoma’s LONG note, and it read... “If you think for a minute that I will fight you over Bro Kennedy, then I am sorry to disappoint you, that would be me displaying the highest level of spiritual insecurity. I am so secured in God, that I know that if any man leaves me for another lady, it’s because God is watching out for me or God has someone better. Spiritual insecurity is when you doubt God’s Love towards you and in the process, you try to help yourself. Jere 29:11 states that ‘For I know the plans I have for you, declares the LORD, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future’ Timi, this makes me understand that no matter the heartbreaks I may suffer, the breakups, the absence of suitors, I have total assurance that God loves me and He will give the best man that will make my life here on ea...

PART 15 “HIM, HER & I” (A Love Triangle) ©️Opeyemi Ojerinde Akintunde “If you like, bring a man who doesn’t love God to my house...” my mother would always say. At this point in this story, I know a lot of people would have called me names, but people are so judgmental when they are not the ones in the spotlight. I had a reason behind my action; I wasn’t just desperate about a good man for no good reason. I had a past I was trying to correct with a good future. At the age of 15, I got pregnant because of my waywardness and gave birth to Jadesola, who lived with my parents. I had disappointed my parents especially my mother who was not happy with her own marriage. She had always wanted me to have a good marriage; marrying God’s will for my life. So, it was highly disheartening for her when I got pregnant. She therefore constantly rang it in my ears to get hooked to a born again tongue speaking brother, unlike my f...

PART 14 “HIM, HER & I” (A Love Triangle) ©️Opeyemi Ojerinde Akintunde “I was raped...” I said to Mmesoma and Bro Kennedy later that morning when Mmesoma joined us. “Who?” Bro Kennedy asked violently “It is not someone you know, better still, it is not people you know!” I said. “People? What do you mean?” Mmesoma asked. “Were you gang raped?” Bro Kennedy asked with pain in his voice. “Yes!” At that, Bro Kennedy stood up really pained. He walked towards the wall and kept hitting the wall. I continued my fake story. “It was that weekend I went home about 3 months ago that I was raped by some hoodlums on my way home. I don’t think I’d know them if I saw them during the day, so getting pregnant from a gang rape was really traumatic. The next thing on my mind was getting the fatherless baby out of my body,” I said. “Hmm... it is well, I can understa...

PART 13 “HIM, HER & I” (A Love Triangle) ©️Opeyemi Ojerinde Akintunde “Timi, your bed is stained!” I heard Mmesoma literally screaming. “You dooonnnn’t have to shout, it’s nothing serious,” I managed to say as my pain was getting worse. I was beginning to cry. The source of the tears were of two origins: one, I was crying because of the pain I was feeling in my body and secondly I was crying because I realized I was a loser... “I am just having a heavy flow,” I said with the last strength in me. “You call this heavy flow, this is way beyond menstruation... I think you’re bleeding, we need to get you to the health center,” Mmesoma said. The idea of the health center didn’t go down well with me as I knew my secret will be out in the open, but I felt I was going to die anytime soon, if I didn’t get medical help, so with the last strength I could gather, I said, “I...

PART 12 “HIM, HER & I” (A Love Triangle) ©️Opeyemi Ojerinde Akintunde Mmesoma kept singing and it was obvious something was making her happy. She tried chatting with me but I kept giving her the “Huh Huh” answer because of the excruciating pain I was feeling in my lower abdomen and the pain in my heart as I had been calling Papa repeatedly without any response from him. “Timi, there is something I want to share with you…” she said smiling from ear to ear “…but it seems you are not in the mood to talk.” “Hmmm... Hmmm... Can it wait till tomorrow? I am feeling sleepy,” I said. “Ok, guess I have to tell someone else about it, I can’t keep calm,” Mmesoma said smiling. “Is it that important?” I asked. “Very important!” Mmesoma said giggling. By that time, she was already dialing a number… “Hello Ugo, I am so high right now!” she s...

PART 11 “HIM, HER & I” (A Love Triangle) ©️Opeyemi Ojerinde Akintunde The pain I was feeling was second to none as it felt like someone was forcing a long stick down my throat. Oh my God! Abortion or “Flushing” as the nurse called it was an emotional and physical experience that had PAIN in CAPITALS. I had paid the sum of N10,000. The nurse who was an excuse for a nurse, was so unprofessional. She had only one more staff present in the hospital that could best be referred to as a mortuary. The odor oozing out of the hospital was worse than that of a public toilet. The nurse had taken me to a room they thought was a theatre, I was told to lie down on a makeshift bed with my two legs spread in a raised up position. I looked sideways and saw her taking out some long slim rods which varied in sizes. The next thing that happened was pain. Oh my God! She inserted the long rod into me and I started screaming .She told me to keep quiet in...

PART 10 “HIM, HER & I” (A Love Triangle) ©️Opeyemi Ojerinde Akintunde I tested positive after 3 months. It wasn’t the first time we had the sexual intercourse that resulted into the pregnancy. After the first time together, I made sure we continued with the act. I knew Papa wasn’t happy, but I knew emotion was more powerful than reasoning. Every time after committing the act, we would promise ourselves not to do it again, but each time I went to his house to help with his chores, I made sure we had the sexual intercourse. Little by little I knew he was drowning, but I felt since he was God’s will for my life, when we got married, I would help him grow spiritually. I was spending a lot of time in his house. I had kept Bro Kennedy at arm’s length, and I guess he got the cue, as he stopped bugging me. Mmesoma left our fellowship and started attending another fellowship. She said she wasn’t comfortable with the spiri...

*SISTER DEBBY* *Episode 5* After crying for hours, I dragged myself to the bathroom to wash away the bloodstains. I spent time scrubbing myself, I was able to wash away the stains but I wasn’t able to wash away the pain in my heart. I decided to burn the bed sheet because washing it will bring in bad memories. After crying for more hours, I finally slept off. Fortunately, my first lecture the following day was by 12 am so I had enough time to rest and think. By 11 am, I managed to prepare for school. If not for an important test I had by 2 pm, I won’t have dared to step out of the room. Before leaving my room, I ensured I took some pain reliever to stop the throbbing headache and body ache. While working to school, I noticed people’s eyes were on me but I ignored them. Getting to the class, I sat down and lay my head on the table when a distant friend suddenly came to inform me of the latest news which made me more miserable. Pelumi: Debby, haven’t you seen...

*SISTER DEBBY* *Episode 3-4 Things were going smooth, the school I was enrolled in was Kate’s school increasing her hatred for me. She told me never to talk to her because she would never see me as one of her family members. I don’t blame her, as an only child, she may feel I came to steal her parent’s love. I behaved well and keep working hard. Being an art student, I decided to study English as I see myself becoming a teacher in the nearest future. Kate, on the other hand, was in the science department, she is a brilliant and beautiful young girl but I am more beautiful than she is. My love for singing made me join the school choir and in no time, I was made the choir leader because of my pleasant voice. Time flew, Kate and I sat for our senior school certificate examination and Jamb. Kate had A’s while I had B and C. She scored 337 in Jamb while I had 250. The pastor advised that we seek admission to the same university. Kate suggested the University of I...

*SISTER DEBBY* *Episode 2* At that age, I knew what my Uncle was up to, he wanted to molest me. When my Basic science teacher taught us puberty, she told us we females to flee sexual activities and also taught us ways to avoid sexual assault. Right there, one of the methods she gave us popped up into my mind. I told my Uncle not to use force that I would do whatever he wants me to do. On hearing that, he released me. Immediately he released me, I kicked him in his groin and ran out of his room and out of the house. I knew I couldn't live in the house again because I will always be in trouble. While running away from the house, I had only one place in mind and that was- the house of my family's pastor. Before my parent's death, we were regular members of the church but after their death, I couldn't continue attending their services because my Uncle wasn't a member of the Church. After running for almost two hours, I got to the exquisite building where my Pastor ...

*SISTER DEBBY* *Episode 1* My name is Okpara Deborah and this is my story. I was born into the family of Mr. and Mrs. Okpara after they experienced ten years of barrenness. Being the only child of a very wealthy but disciplined parent, I was well trained and brought up in the way of the Lord. My distinguished lifestyle earns me the name "Sister Debby" from my classmates. I was living a life of luxury until my parent lost their lives in a ghastly motor accident at the age of ten while they were coming back from the burial ceremony of my grandmother. My parent was given a benefiting burial and Uncle Amadi, my dad's younger brother took over every of my Dad's property including the house in which we live. The day Uncle Amadi brought his family to start living in my parent's house was the beginning of my woes. Sarah, Uncle Amadi's wife hated me with passion. When my mom was alive, she and Sarah never saw eye to eye as they always engage in an argument during...

THE TENANT Episode 1 Vanessa closed the booth of the red colored Toyota Camry with a bang after depositing her luggage into it. Then she turned to face her friend, Adenike who just looked on dazed with her mouth dropping in surprise. “Hop into the car, if you are still on my side”, Vanessa threw at her friend Nike not minding the look of shock, pity, surprise and compassion written all over the people’s faces. The people all came to sympathize with her family as she just lost her mother two weeks ago and was buried yesterday at a private cemetery has her dad vehemently refused her to be buried in his compound. Chief Williams was a very pompous and mean man in his mid-fifties who would do anything thing to get what he wants. Vanessa took a good look round the compound for the last time feeling weepy, not that she would miss her father and only brother but because she would miss her friends, the housemaid Bike and the gateman, Ahmed. They have always been her confida...

MY FIANCE IS HOLY Episode 5 (by Adebisi Mercy O.) I paced my room thoughtfully as I thought of what to do. “ I can’t continue putting up with this. Thank God we’ve been in courtship for just three weeks. God has better things for me.” I thought as my phone rang. It was my Pastor. “ Hello, sister Bolu. Hope you are home already ?” “ Good evening Sir. Yes I am home.” “ I’m calling as regards the text I sent to you . There is no need coming to meet me again. I thought about what Bro Sam shared with me. Were you two able to thrash it out?” “ No Sir. He wouldn’t even let me into his car no matter the heavy rain.” “Oh!! Sorry. Hmmm.. you know what sister Bolu?” “Yes Sir.” “ I thought about what he told me. And looking at what you are also saying, I think you need to ask God to speak to you more. You know I asked if you were really sure God was leading you, I need you to...

MY FIANCE IS HOLY Episode 4 (by Adebisi Mercy O.) The sound of a vehicle stopping in front of me made me look up. It was the Oyewumi’s . “ Oh my God! Sister Bolu, you are still here! Get in quickly.’ Sister Daara said . I stood there just looking at her , tears dropping furiously. “ Oh Honey, something is really wrong. “ she said to her husband as she moved to get down from the vehicle. ” No, don’t. The rain is falling heavily. Let me assist her.” He replied as he hurried out of the vehicle and rushed towards me. “ Sister Bolu, let’s get you home.” He said as he assisted me into the vehicle. As I sat , Sister Bolu passed me her cardigan to keep me warm as I continued crying. “ Its alright Ma.” Bro Oyewumi said as he started the car. “ Thank you.” I muttered as my teeth gritted together because of the cold. Bro Oyewumi looked at me pitifully as I used my now drenched scarf to wipe my face....