ENNY'S BLOG

ALCOLIFIED🍻 The clubhouse was just how I saw in movies. Even though it had Air conditioners, it was stuffy and loud. It also had blinding lights, alcoholic drinks on display, and teenagers dressing indecently. It was definitely not a place for someone like me. "What would you like to have, Miss Flirtie?" I found my way to the counter after my friends were distributed generously among the crowd. I kept wondering why she called me that name until she also said, "Yh...you're the girl who was flirting with DJ Freaky right?" She examined me from head to toe. "That's not true!" I sat on a high stool facing her."A can of Malta  Guinness with some assorted meat please". "Check your bill here, she handed me a piece of their price catalogue. "Don't worry, I politely returned the price catalogue."Thanks". I couldn't afford to buy a can of malt for three thousand naira because I still hadn&#

PARTY IN THE AIR! Nevertheless, the girls only hurled insulting words at me. They didn't want to stain their tender hands with my innocent blood. They also advised me to stay away from him because Rose was capable of doing worse things to me if I didn't. Before the hour for extra-curricula activities, our homeroom teacher shared some pamphlets amidst us which provided vital information about the schoot clubs. I wasn't in the mood to participate in any energy-draining activity so I went to hide in the infirmary. While marching out of the school's gate later in the, I called to tell grandma about my literature project which needed to be finalized at home with a male classmate, and without much hesitation, she agreed to host him especially because he was DJ Freaky, my knight in shining armor. She allowed him to sit with us in the dining room and have wraps of semovita with egusi soup which had chunks of dried fish, smoked fish, stocked fish, slices of ugwu, and bitter l

MY KNIGHT IN SHINING ARMOUR "Hi, girls", I acted as if everything was normal." It's nice seeing you, again" "Hi, Niffy", Rose grinned, placed her arms around my stiff neck, and led me to her dark Mercedes Benz. Thereafter, she covered my eyes with a blindfold then lay me flat to experience Michelle's rough ride. Also at an underground basement with dangerous weapons like guns, swords, brand new cutlasses scattered everywhere, the skull and crossed bone sign all over, traces of dry blood, and iron rod, they tied my hands, mouth, and legs to a wing chair. I also went through the agony of watching my cherished belongings (phone, laptop, shoes) burn in a metal bowl of fire. With eyes filled with anger, resentment, hatred, bitterness, jealousy, revenge, and painful pleasure, Rose and the other girl hit me at intervals, using a horsewhip. I pleaded for forgiveness and tried to explain what happened since she accused me of trying to seduce her boyfri