Must Read: My Name Is Miracle (18+)

Episode 7 years ago

Must Read: My Name Is Miracle (18+)

‘what i have i gotten myself into?’,’i thought this was just a one time fling’. My heart beat rate increased a normalcy whenever am scared.


I rolled on my bed, stood up, sat down and all but my body couldn’t be at rest.

Still not wanting to accept the message passed by Mrs Daura’s text message i unlocked my phone,located the message and read it over and over again.


I knew i was in a complicated situation,a situation my parents won’t support me in.i was thinking when i slept off.


The next day i bought a new simcard and inserted it. I notified all my necessary contacts via text messages. That was a step to the reformation i promised myself and God that morning during the family’s devotion.


‘oh lord i have done my best so help me’.
And as if the lord heard my prayers, that week was blissful as i woke early and choose to follow my dad to his office a thing i never do even if he asks me to.


The cars were always polished every morning by me to the amazement of my parents. My new found attitude even made my mum question my intentions.


“i hope you dont want to ask me for a million naira”, she said one evening after i had left my dad’s office to drive her home.


Corresponding weeks were lovely, my call rate to Adaora increased she even visited me once on a Sunday though in company of Ifeanyi.


I succeeded in hugging her much to his contempt and my delight.

No news or contact from Mrs Daura and i was happy at least i have saved my skin and i was wrong cos the event of September 1st 2011 my birthday can’t be forgotten easily.


Prior to that day some events unfolded such as being offered admission into FUT minna to study Food and Nutrition an offer i rejected without even consideration. My parents were supportive, at least i wasnt yet old and could still school wherever i wished in as much it is outside of the country.



That day Ifeanyi and Adaora came over as per planning committee members to set up the location an empty room near the car park.


I even kissed Adaora unconsciously when i couldn’t contain my excitement about the transformation of the cobwebbed room into a disco hall.

By 4pm, DJ Eazy was already blasting the sound proof room with jamz of the year.
Most of my Church youths,ex classmate, friends and well wishers attend the show, my mum and her Friends were in for a while before they all left for their special treatment in the parlour.
I was called upon to dance with a girl and i reluctantly corresponded but that was after MC Ifeanyi(yes the Ifeanyi u all know) threatened to stop the stop the party if i dont get my smelly arse on stage.


In revenge to his *fvvkup* i called upon Adaora and trust me pals i rocked her hard real hard.


Time for gifts and i was suprised at the much love thrown on me .


Time check 7:30pm and i had to escort Ifeanyi and Adaora all they way to the bus stop to board a cab back home.

I later came back and soon the attendance went low so the Dj called it a day.


I went over to him and thanked him for a job well done(it is hard in abj to see a DJ that won’t mess up your party).


I opened my Wallet counted some 1000# naira notes and handed him his payment but was shocked when he rejected it.


“someone already settled me on your behalf”, he replied.


I asked him of the identity but je told me the person even topped up some Naira notes to keep it a secret.


I was a bit confused but shrugged off the feeling.


At least i know lots of wealthy peeps who could Nicodeamously show me some love.

I later went in to the parlor and thanked my parents before heading into the room.
My kid bro Ayo barged in with a parcel.


“some one says i should give you this”, he said and jetted out of the room before i could ask him any question.


I opened it just to satisfy my curiosity and lo and behold a sparkling gold D&C wristwatch greeted my eyes. Though i wasnt a watch freak i could even go for days without my wrist watch but this particular watch was outstanding and i instantly knew it had cost the giver some fortune.
My mind was soon in state of dectectivity(i was trying to unravel the identity of the giver) when the normal tone for incoming message came up on my phone.


“HAPPY 16TH BIRTHDAY, I WISH YOU ALL THE BEST LIFE OFFERS. HOPE YOU GOT MY GIFTS?”

I quickly wrote down the number and put in my other simcard to satisfy my curiosity on the identity of the giver.

With mouth gaped and heart pounding i cross checked the number over and over again until i was sure of who my giver was, my body went weak as i went to the bed shivering.


‘so she was here, how did she even know today was my birthday or how did she get my number’, my hear raced as many thoughts went through.


“I KNOW I SHOULD HAVE STOPPED WHAT HAPPENED AT LEAST THAT WAS THE RIGHT THING BUT AM GRATEFUL I TOOK D RISK AND NOT REGRETFULL. THANKS MIMI, I LOVE U.

That was the previous msg she sent, YES Mrs Daura.