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📣📣So these BOOKS 👇are ready! !!!

#MYGIRL ✔
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MY GIRL 2

MY GIRL (THE BOOK)

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Hello Sweet luvvies !!!

So we are done with our Book .. "MY GIRL "

So yay!!

That means you can be able to get it.

Things you should know..


It has an About the Author page.

A list of other books by the Author

It has 15 chapters in all.

MY GIRL

                            SYNOPSIS                                                                          

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"MY GIRL”’
Sean O’Connor was drunk that night for the graduation party so drunk that he didn't remember half of what happened when he went out with his best friend Zachary Spiff.
 A month later a girl showed up saying she was pregnant with his kid.

He denied.. because he didn't remember. He drove off and left her chasing after him. He forgot all about her.

NEVER HAD

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I remember her…Vividly now..
She used to pull my hair
..just to get me to stare..
Whenever I got distracted somewhere
..by other things other than her to even bother to  care..
She was a year younger.. I realised now..
She used to follow me up the stairs..
Just to catch me unawares
Whenever I tried to go away from her..right there
She would cry …and pull at her ears so so I could regret and keep her with me here..
Over the years…I could tell now..
She was as shy as a dove..

IF WALLS COULD HEAR OR SPEAK..

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Within these walls..
Alot seen alot heard..
Life began life ended..
So many stories
So many atrocities. .
If only the walls could speak all they have listened..
What would it be?
Within these walls..
Alot gathered. .not from crumbs not from the gutters..
So many darkness..
So much lightness..
If only the walls could speak..

NIGHTMARES ARE MADE OF SUCH THINGS..

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He had bullied me as long as I can remember. .
He was the master’s son..
He had it all when I had none..
Yet he slammed it across my face as though it was my fault.
I see him eating like a buffoon. .
Swaggering it along …leaving crumbs on the floor..making me pick it up after him..
No making me do it with my tongue..
While he laughed at me..and spat on me..
I Hated him
So much so..I wish he would choke on his food and slum…
I woundnt help him.
No I wont help him.
I swore it..

SOMETIMES..

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Sometimes I wonder why am even here..
Why i even stayed..
Why I even bothered..
Well…No…
I stayed because I loved…
But really it hurts when it feels like you are the only one here…
In it..
In this…
Just one sided..
And that’s just wrong..
I miss it.
I miss all of it.
The good times…
The happy times..
When I was happy..
When I was trully happy…

MY BOSS-AGAIN!!

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It would have been perfectly okay…
Infact remotely okay if he didn’t have to shout it down our ears every morning and every now and then.
As soon as we get into the office by a few minutes to eight..
He rounds us up in a prayer gathering…
He preaches as though his life depended on it.
He threatens to rain down curses on anyone who dares to speak evil against him…He said his tongue carried fire.
If we doubted him we should read the bible.
Quoted a verse affirming the power of the tongue.
See Am not a pagan.
Am an occasional church goer.
Ok lemme not lie .

SPOKEN WORDS!!!

                               
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Often times we speak without much of a thought..
We make utterances which when gone..can’t return..
Do we realise the damage we have caused?
Then we should never say words that hurts..
Often times we make such sharp retorts.
In our anger..
In our pains..
We simply let it run..
We may have felt bad after the trail is gone..
But we can’t stop the pain when it has begun.
Often times we wish to say things unworthy
It comes out all harsh and unscuffy
Have you ever thought to rather speak softly..