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WEEKLY QUOTE: Through pride we are ever deceiving ourselves. But deep down below the surface of the average conscience a still, small voice says to us, Something is out of tune.

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SILENCE

Pacing up and down in the living room

I said to myself

Today is the day,

I am going to do it

I am going to find my voice
I will tell you exactly  how i feel
I have been waiting for so long
picked up my glass of chardonnay
took a big gulp
looked over at the bottle,
it was almost empty
i kept drinking
As thought about it carefully
Over and over again in my head
I heard the door open
My hearts skipped a beat
My mouth suddenly turned dry
My palm sweating
it was time
I Open my mouth to speak and it all came gushing
like water through a broken cistern
How could you do these to me? i screamed
I gave you  everything
my whole world, My life, My love, My heart
And you act like it means nothing to you.
Who was there when u were nothing?
Who was there when you were down?
Who was there when u needed someone to believe in you?
i asked between gritted teeth
Now u have it all
everything u ever dreamed of and it becomes so easy to forget
We don’t mean nothing to you anymore?
i was shaking, screaming at the top voice
i could feel my lungs aching
NO NO NO!!!!
You can’t throw all we toiled to build away
you just can’t
I won’t let you.
I’m talking to you
Look at me
please answer, say something,
ANSWER ME damn it!!!!!!
Silence was all i could hear and the sound of my heart racing
I was so mad, pretending you can’t hear me?
My blood was boiling
I couldn’t take it anymore
There was nothing i could do
So, i THREW A PUNCH real hard
Instantly, i felt a sense of release,
It was replaced by a sharp pain
Then the smell of fresh blood filled my nostrils
And there came the voice of my frightened 2year old baby girl “MAMAAAAA” she cried out
I looked at my fist, still moulded from throwing that punch
dripping with blood
I looked up slowly to the hundred images of myself in the shattered mirror in front of me.

Childhood

Was looking at my family bbm group today and my dad posted this, i thought it was hilarious. but its made me remember how much i enjoyed my childhood. i looked through the list and i remember doing every single thing on it.
whoever came up with this…. THANK YOU…LOL.

Which one of these did u do as a child?
1)Dip d bread inside d tea?
2)Mix d entire white rice n stew b4 eatin?
3)Pour dry garri on ur beans poridge?
4)Share d meat & let d eldest pick?
5)Crack d bone & suck out d marrow?
6)Can nt eat d meat until u finsh d fud?
7)Put d mornin tea in d freezer 2 block?
8)Bite d crown & putin it inside d bottle of coke?
9)Use d meat 2 finish d remainin eba?
10)Putin medicine inside d roll of eba?
11)Lickin d plate wit ur tongue?
12)After eatin biscuit or bread, Usin ur finger 2remove d particles on Ur teeth & den lick it?

Y’LL LET ME KNOW WHICH ONE YOU DID.

That Wednesday

9R33N

This wednesday morning I know something isn’t right.
My heart keeps straying like an airplane that’s lost it’s light.
I can’t place my finger on it and my mind is blank as white.

What could have gone wrong,this beautiful bright morning.
I step out of class even though next period is in five minutes.

It looks beautiful because it is spring. The flowers looking gorgeous and the fields so green.
I try to smile and end up with a grin. A grin that breaks into tears,drop after drop they tumble off of my face.
Something is certainly wrong and I have to find out.

I pack my books in a hurry and head for the dormitory.
I pick up a few things including my car keys.
I drive down the road switching lanes,the traffic is tight as though the road is filled with cranes.

Cranes,I lift my face and there they are about ten of them or is it twenty? No,they are so many. I would have being alive if I’d hit the brakes on time before I ran my car into a pack of machines. Rochelle,my sister,my only sister,she’ll cry so hard and probably even die of hurt.

Oh mum,I was on my way home to share a feeling I found unusual. Marshal,my only brother,may he not take to drugs like the other guys in the hood.

Why did I do this? Why did I die? I wish I can cry,because when I was alive  it made burdens light. But I can scream right,will anyone hear me? What would I say? I’ll call for my grandma’s aid…Grandma!!! I yelled then I felt water on my face. She yelled back n said what?! Then I opened my eyes,oh God,I’m alive. It was a dream! My death was lie!

9R33N

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