catherine talks

I cringe as I remember her .onyinye the talk fair skinned girl with growing hips who lived next door.she had the eyes of an angel . she stuttered when she talked and would burst into tears at the slightest upset.she was 14 young,clumsy, insecure and scarred.scarred from skin to heart,surface to depth. Her mother was fat,so fat she couldn't work properly.she worked late nights wearing skimpy gowns and high heels revealing thick vericos veins that ran down her legs. She had told my mum she was a nurse but the day I saw her sweating over dressing a wound on her left knee, I believed the rumours. She only nursed men...sexually. she was trying to dress her own wound but didn't have a problem undressing the wounds of her daughter. The two things I knew about pomo (the nickname my mum gave her) was that she was a good mutilater and a good cook.when her daughter broke something accidentally she would Suprising ly  lift her heavy body,run to the room with anger and over excitement  ....

That ailment. The one that makes you bleed allover, its incubation period is from 2 days to 30 days but personally i feel it can last for eternity if you don't fight it.symptoms are nausea,headache, night mares ,insomnia, loss of breath.uncontrollable tears ,depression and bleeding from the heart.tracy just contacted it .it is in its window period so she doesnt know yet but i can tell.she has gotten a disease called heartbreak . "He still loves his ex lizzy they are still good friends but hopefully with time he will grow to love me" it even sounds pathetic writing what she said. Poor girl if only she knew the weight of her innocent words.my cute ebony black chubby hadn't learnt a thing.she had always had bad luck meeting the oddest men, ben d mamas boy, kunle d player,shola d commitement phoby,chris d arrogant freak but this? Rebound? Is another new level. david the sexy medical doctor that tracy had Recently been going out with was a burden an...

I was there, I stood in the midst of many middle aged ladies going to seize our husbands by force. I remember that fateful day. I was weak,thin and farmished from my three days dry fasting and i had resolved not to stay single for more than 22 years of my life since that was the age predicted when i casted lots with my cousins a week before but the problem was that i was only 18. I was in church and i was going to deliver my.way into marriage,that seemed logical at the time. I chose a seat beside a slim woman who i could see was probably a professional in fasting. Her leathery skin revealed she would have past the prime of youth. Like me,she wore no jewellery her earrings holes were naked and through her transparent head scalf i could see that her hair was plaited in a traditional style called "koroba".if it wasnt for her car key and phone  her oversized suit (coat ) made me think she was a beggar.i was glad i had found a vacant seat and was already about to relax my behin...