Everyman has a home and the beauty of it is to come back and meet it in one piece. Home is a safe heaven and seeing a roof over ones head is enough blessing.
My home is a blessing. I grew up as a child of grace knowing God is a big deal and ability to fear the goodness of God goes along way to speak about my personality as an individual. God is good and when you see what he has done in your life and the lives of others around you, you will marvel and praise his name everyday of your life.
My story of safety started when I was about going to see dad. I was hit by a friend and this gave me a deep scar on my face and I know I need to carry this badge and explain to as many people as possible about what has happened to my face. Currently dad is late but trying to look pass the days when he was present I really enjoyed his company and all he has thought me to become a better person. After his death I got to understand that he was a man of ultimate values and responsibilities. From a Nigeria point of view "e no easy to be a man". This phrase has made me strong and to value what's inside of my self as a child with too many wisdom and my abilities only need to be tapped in other to have enough space to vent my feelings and my intellect to the world to see. After classes I went for break and realized all my friends were not willing to speak out what they had passed through in the hands of their fathers. This was contrary to how I was raised and realized as a child we all have feelings and thoughts and our thinking processes goes a long way to show we are all humans roaming the world with our various smiles and hurt. My friends ones told me how their dad doesn't give them food stuffs and provisions to take to school. At first on hearing this I thought to myself how careless some parents could be about the lives of their kids knowing that this could lead them to steal from their friends which I am no exception to this. I felt like crying on hearing this things from my three best friends who were so much enthusiastic about the future and what it brings but since there dads were acting strange they were of the opinion to surprise their parents by being great.
Any man who grew up in my type of setting will have to understand that parents come first in everything we do. Being our role models and those who made us learn numbers and languages from childhood before schools and classes came into the picture. Excited to learn a new language as a child was a big deal and learning to seat, crawl and move our legs as a child is one feeling I have grown to understand why valuing one's parents is a special thing.
My parents thought me why safety first is the most important thing in the life of any child. I was taught to protect my siblings being the first child. Raising them as though my dad was not alive. This doesn't mean I was fully responsible for their upkeep and welfare but acting as a protector when dad was not there. Being the first child in a traditional African setting means huge responsibility has been placed on your shoulder and you must be ready to take up the job at all cost. Dad trusted me with his children he often said "what if I am no more what will you do differently"? I thought to myself how I am not lazy and how I will be able to match up alot of kids especially my peer groups and seniors in the Real world despite not knowing what the future holds. I have been an optimistic child and I preach it in any where I find myself most especially around those who have more time and experience than me.
My second box of safety first started when I was told to use the first aid box. This was new to me but I was proud of the way I handled it when called upon to practicalize what I've learnt on a dying child who had a cut on his leg and blood was gushing out profusely. I immediately ran to my nearest first aid box to help save the boys life. Now I am proud of myself to have saved this boys life as he is grown now to become a professional doctor who always values people's life before his.
My level of experience is second to non and I'm confident in my skills and what I can do. My world has been peaceful and has all the goodies of a better life in it. Being a muslim in Nigeria you are taught about how to fear your maker, Allah. When ever I am tempted I think about Allah and his blessings and punishment in the year after and with just this feeling I remember all of his mercies in my life.
The story is about a young man who was forsaken by his country, state and tradition African setting. The elders failed him and his culture hasn't done enough to support his dreams. He has travelled but no sense of fulfillment and passion in what he does so he resulted to taking drugs and sleeping with women as an escape route for his predicament. He never found who to marry as marriage was only a fiery tale as those who came around him only needed the little capital he had and not his personality.
As a simple assistant, messaging the CEO in the dead of night to request shares of adult films was a bold move. Bethany, unsurprisingly, didn't receive any films. However, the CEO responded that, while he had no films to share, he could offer a live demonstration. After a night filled with passion, Bethany was certain she'd lose her job. But instead, her boss proposed, "Marry me. Please consider it." "Mr. Bates, you're kidding me, right?"
"Miss Brown, I am the butler here at your service," the butler replied. "My master wants to buy the baby in your belly." "What?!" Does that mean the abortion didn't take place? Did they kidnap her from the operating table just to buy the baby? But why her? "You..." Alice was about to ask a question, but the man in front of her calmly continued, as if he had expected her question, "You're pregnant with his child, and he needs a child. That's all I can tell you." Alice was forced to sign a surrogacy contract and eight months later gave birth to two healthy babies. Fortunately, the man was unaware of her daughter's existence. It wasn't until five years later that fate brought them together again...
"Love is blind!" Lucinda abandoned her beautiful and comfortable life because of a man. She married him and slaved off for him for three long years. One day, the scales finally fell off her eyes. She realized that all her efforts were in vain. Her husband, Nathaniel still treated her like shit. All he cared about was his lover. "Enough is enough! I quit wasting my years with an ungrateful man!" Lucinda's heart was shattered into many pieces, but she summoned up the courage to ask for a divorce. The news caused a stir online! A filthy rich young woman recently got divorced? She was a good catch! Countless CEOs and handsome young men immediately swarmed to her like bees to honey! Nathaniel couldn't take it anymore. He held a press conference and begged with teary eyes, "I love you, Lucinda. I can't live without you. Please come back to me." Would Lucinda give him a second chance? Read to find out!
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"
In her previous life, Kimberly endured the betrayal of her husband, the cruel machinations of an evil woman, and the endless tyranny of her in-laws. It culminated in the bankruptcy of her family, and ultimately, her death. After being reborn, she resolved to seek retribution against those who had wronged her, and ensure her family's prosperity. To her shock, the most unattainable man from her past suddenly set his sights on her. "You may have overlooked me before, but I shall capture your heart this time around."
Renea was trying the wedding dress, when suddenly the man rushed in the dressing room and held her neck tightly... “Bitch! Are you still trying to pretend innocent!” Jasper said as he tightened his grip on her neck and choked her harder. Then he used his other hand and took out the phone from his suit pocket and played the video of two people having sex in front of Renea… However, what was even more shocking, was that the woman in the video was, Renea Morris, however, the man in the video was not Jasper. Renea struggled to take a phone away from Jasper’s hand and tried to explain, “Jasper, it was not what you think… I… I can…” Jasper looked at Renea with his eyes full of disgust, as he said, “Let’s call of the wedding. I can’t marry a woman like you.” After saying that Jasper walked out of the shop Renea chase after Jasper... But then she sees Jasper passionately kissing her sister Kailey. And she hears everything, that her sleeping with strange men was all a plan of the vipers of the last two days, and that their goal was to get out of this stupid marriage. Even her adopted parents were also involved in this matter... They all do this with her because of the inheritance left by her grandfather... Renea heart was filled with anger and she wanted to expose their true colors to the public... However before she could do anything, Kailey had pushed her in front of the car and she got killed... However, when Renea open her eyes, she found herself sitting in the car with Kailey... She realized that she was reborn and went at the time when everything started... Renea looked at the people who had hurt her in her previous life and her lips curled up in a cold smile... She was back... However, this time... she was back for revenge...