Write a story that ends with I wish I never met the man
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I had too many relationships (By that i mean 4 and I am 25years old) and honestly I was sick of it. Most of them had been unfortunate miscalculations and lust. When this girl sent me a friend request I was not that amused and then we began chatting. I found out she and I belong to same class and share many similar habits. A month later we met and kind of clicked. Soon she began giving hints and I took the bait. She seemed very reliable and even belonged to same community as mine.
So I introduced her to my grandmother one day and she felt this is THE girl. Soon we were discussing about future and how serious we were. Always felt love should have no conditions and I told her I wish to work abroad and settle outside my state. There was the googly that changed her for worse and without giving me actual reason why, she went away telling me she cant carry on.
Much later I found out she was adopted by her parents and as gratitude she didn't wish to settle anywhere away from her parents. Now how for being true to me?
When you fall in love (I stopped even believing in it later naturally) you be transparent and thats how it works out. I felt it was more of one way and like I was in a dream. Now I wish I had never met her and that something like lightening had striked that day to avoid our meeting. Mental scars hurt even after years while physical one heal..
Hope it helps u dear
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Rose, a young graduate, was searching for a company job. She got a
teaching
appointment but rejected it. Teaching, she said, is a profession that
stifles the progress of man. Moreover the reward of teachers is in
Heaven.
She was obsessed with the idea of working in a company.
After two years of unemployment she did not find life easy. It was
becoming
unbearable. She could not continue to beg for daily bread. It was
dehumanizing. She could not sell her body for money since she came
from a
good Christian home. It was irritating to her to stay indoors.
This situation prevailed until she met Jerry Jones, an old school mate
who
promised he would get her a job. He gave her an appointment. When she
came
he introduced her to the idea of drug trafficking. He told her how
wealthy
she would be in a short time and that she would finally be laughing at
those
who were ridiculing her when she had no money.
At first Rose objected to this proposal. Jones put more pressure on
her
because he feared Rose would expose him. She eventually succumbed,
without
thinking of the repercussions of being caught.
She made the first trip and a it was successful. There was plenty of
money.
She did not believe how wealthy she had become. She was also
successful in
her second trip. Temptation, unlike opportunity, will always give one
a
second chance. She did not remember the saying, "Many days are for the
thief but one day for the owner of the house." The severe penalty for
drug
pushing did not deter her. She began to live big in accordance with
the
Epicurean philosophy of "Enjoy today for tomorrow you may die."
Rose was caught in her fifth attempt. She would have wisely stopped
after
her first trip but "when a dog wants to die it does not perceive the
smell
of excreta." Her master Jerry Jones, the drug baron, did not come to
her
aid. Rose was shown on the television screen as a drug pusher. She was
clamped into detention for two years before she was tried.
Rose spent a lot of money during her trial. She sold most of her
property
to hire a very brilliant lawyer, a Senior Advocate of Nigeria (SAN).
Finally she was lucky to be discharged and acquitted for want of
evidence.
But the first casualty was her freedom and the second her reputation
because
even though she was freed, people avoided her like a leper. Nobody
desired
her for a wife any longer. She now realized that one should work
through
lawful ways to achieve satisfying success. A female drug pusher was a
shame
to womanhood, that "slow and steady wins the race." She cursed the day
she
met Jerry Jones. "I wish I did not meet that man," she lamented.