My Life Story - Season 1 - Episode 11

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My Life Story - Season 1 - Episode 11

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REMEMBER THAT EVIL COMMUNICATION CORRUPT GOOD MANNER AND SHOW ME YOUR FRIENDS AND I WILL TELL WHOM YOU ARE………DESIST FROM BAD INFLUENCES AND FRIENDS
“Follow me.” He barked out an order and I did with total awe of him.

We passed through his hostel and went into a bush at the back of his house; he leads the way further into the thick bush. After a walk of ten minutes, we reached a cleared space in the thick bush where some friends of T-boy were sitting. They were busy drinking and smoking when we got there. They were all fierce looking guys
“Baba, wetin make you tey and who be dis guy?” one of the guys asked T-boy as he pointed a local pistol at me.

I was scared and hold on to T-boy’s sleeve.
“But ore, its money I asked from you not this now and remember that you said you won’t force anybody to join against his will o.” I pleaded with him.

“I know, I just want to help you become a fisherman so that you won’t ask for fish anymore.” He said reassuringly and patted my back. He faced his guys and called them to order. They all welcomed me and he asked me my decision.
“If you can promise me that there won’t be any problem it is ok.” I said at last and accepted my fate.
“Yeah! See my man.” One of them shouted amidst joy.

“We have been keeping an eye on you since your matriculation day when you slapped skul-boy in that viewing station.” Said Jarule and kick my side with his knuckle.

I could remember the day vividly, I was just coming from the matriculation ground and I decided to watch a match between my supported club which is Liverpoolfc and Man-utd fc. I noticed a particular vacant seat at the front row. I made my way to the seat and sit down. Halfway through the match, Skul-boy came to me and ordered me to vacate the seat on the ground that the seat is his boss’.

“E be like say you dey cra$e, which kind boss you dey work for here? Abeg no spoil my day.” I fired back at him and face the tv set.
He dragged me to my feet and looks into my face with a devilish look and orders me to once again to vacate the seat or else he will show me pepper.

Everybody began to move away from the spot as they are all aware that he is a cultist. He pulled my ear and the earring on my ear pinched me on the neck, this got me angry and I gave him a hot slap that made him staggered, people hailed me and he left in shame when he regained his balance. I waited for him till the end of the match but he didn’t show up and I forget about the issue.

“Yes I could remember.” I stuttered and my body began to shake as I see different kinds of cutlasses and axes.

“We have marked you since that day ‘cos we no say you go be ruggedman.” Skul-boy himself pointed out and laughed at me.

I was beaten almost into pulp that day and I was initiated into cultism.

WHATEVER SITUATION YOU FIND YOURSELF PLEASE ENDEAVOUR TO ALWAYS BRING OUT A POSITIVE LESSON FROM IT….GOOD MORNING PALS

The money was raised and given to me by my ‘brothers’ and that settled the issue of school fees for now and all that matters now is ‘relation’ with my fraternity brothers.

Everything about me changed drastically, I went from being a noisy student to a cool-headed guy, in order to portrait myself as a gentle and easy going type. In short I became a green snake under the green grass.

My academic performance dropped but I still manage to keep it at upper-credit grade because I always rate my education as a hard earned and I have promised to see it to the end. I even manage to sq££ze in student unionism in between so as to mask up my activities.

I don’t get flared up easily and I will be the first to apologize to you when you offend me even if you are at fault! Even though I always feel superior to all I would still keep my feelings under check because nobody amount to anything in my view.

I went back to my old ways of smoking and drinking just to always keep me high. I lost my self-discipline because I couldn’t control myself anymore; I was controlled by the occultist spirit! Who says cultism is not attached with spiritualism? After all, they too serve particular gods.

I don’t love nor hate anybody; all are equal in my perspective. None is my friend neither was any my enemy. Yours is to know your boundary because I don’t condone nonsense. My merciful, kind and soft heart was exchange with stony and rigid one. I do away with a permanent girlfriend so as not to be deceived and got carried away with feelings. Though I have been losing some human feelings since the days I have been losing my parents and loved ones; the rigid feelings began to multiply even more. I used to feel that since there is no one here who loves me, I can do whatever I like with my life and the worst that can happen is death, so I don’t give any d--n about life or its sweetness.

Due to my intelligence and ruggedness, I rose quickly from a floor member to an officer within the space of one month! I became the Public relation officer of my group.

One day we went to a club and a fight ensued in between us and the rival cult, our number three man was wounded in the fight. When we got to base I was called out.
“Tuyil, you don dey among us now e don tey.” T-boy our leader reckoned.
“Yes baba, no be lie.” I replied while wrapping my marijuana.
“We get operation for you, the target and the site will be communicated to you later.”
“No lele baba.” I responded and we closed the chapter till another day.

The target was revealed to me and I went for the operation alongside Skul-boy but on getting there, the guy suspected our movement and called the policemen to the scene. He was the Hitman of the other fraternity that fought us that day. We were given hot chase by the police and I was even happy because I don’t want any bloodshed on my hand and conscience.
Although the operation was not successful, they were happy that I could dare to undertake it. Unfortunately our wounded friend died in his parents’ hospital. We mourned him for a day and when we got to meeting that day, I was summoned into the middle of the circle.