ENNY'S BLOG

MORE THAN A WACKY DUCKY The gangster looks on the faces of the armed men didn't stop Loveboy from grabbing my hand and leading me to a haven. The road that led to this haven was spectacular. The building was said to have been designed by Spanish architects. It was ten kilometers away from other houses. It was built near a beach with a breathtaking view and a beachfront bamboo canopy I was longing to sit under while enjoying good music from my earphone, and a nice sea breeze. Watching sea waves without any form of intrusion was also fun for me. "Hey, you're finally here!", Rose came to welcome me to the haven owned by her family. I didn't want to stay but Loveboy assured me that he wasn't going to let anyone hurt me. "Hi", I waved to her. "I'm glad you came. You must be so tired from the trip. You have to change your outfit. Let's go to my bedroom ", She took my hand. "Okay. See you soon, babe", He winked at me and joi...

On The Run "Good evening, ma", Greeting was the first thing that came to my mind as I saw Grandma sitting on the only armchair in the living room. "I don't want to ever see you near my granddaughter again, stay as far as possible from her else you'll end up in jail", She slapped Loveboy and grabbed my hand. This time, I couldn't resist her. I followed her meekly like a sheep being led to the slaughterhouse. She didn't even wait for Aunt Simi to finish her night bath and say goodbye to us. Besides, a taxi was already waiting for us outside the apartment. I didn't sleep a wink throughout the night. My eyes were wide open, watching the night transform into the day, and my heart was trapped with Loveboy. I wanted to give him a last look badly at Aunt Simi's house but I couldn't. I wasn't as strong as I thought. The possibility of him ignoring me forever because of what Grandma also scared me. The possibility of not being able to enjoy...

The Anointing... Aunt Simi and Grandma used to be best friends. Grandma had high expectations of her as an intelligent student but they became distant when Grandma got her federal job. One day, she could no longer stand being alone at night so she agreed to go to a nightclub with a friend of hers who had been disturbing her, and there she met her high school crush. She said if mum had her time, they would have been home having fun talking and all yet she still blamed herself for making a wrong decision and admonished us to have fun as much as we want but be smart and careful about it. Then as she digressed to her recent adventures at work and her new home, someone knocked on the door. "I'll check who it is", Bola got off the bed. "Make sure you hear the person speak first oo", Aunt Simi warned her. I silently prayed it wasn't Mrs. Adeoye. "What are you doing here?" Bola roared so loud that we ran quickly to the living room to see who our Augu...

PRODIGAL DAUGHTERS My little nephews spend most of their life playing PS 3 so I wasn't a novice who didn't know how to deal with guys holding gamepads against each other. One might think they’ll be easy to deal with because they are kids but it’s still the same to me. But why are guys so annoying when it comes to sports? Why do they act as if their whole existence depends solely on it? Coupled with my experience and Pupo’s advice, I planned a strategy to make my presence known to Loveboy without inviting his wrath which still didn’t work so I had to switch off the switch for their play station. "What was that for!" He squalled at me. For once in my life, I played hard to get. Loveboy pleaded with me to forgive him for the way he reacted but I didn't listen. Not until he got on his knees to do that while Bola and I were on our way to the main gate of his home. “Hey stop, overreacting”, I laughed. “So what do you want to talk about, honey...

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...