Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 152
Why wouldn’t my brain shut down? When i
could feel my spinal cord almost breaking to
pieces.
Why wouldn’t my brain shut down? When i
was dead famished.
“oh! So you dey praise God” He slapped me on
my head. As he did that, i started hearing a
tick-tock sound as if the World clock was in
my head.
“make i no praise my God again?” I said with
heavy lips.
I really needed to praise God so He would take
me from “behind bars” to “in front of bars”
just the way He did in the Bible to Paul and
Silas, i think.
As Man continued fanning Commando, my
eyes went to his fingers, what i saw shocked
me. He wasn’t wearing his ring. He wasn’t
wearing his magical Talley.
“so them those policemen remove Man ring
and them no turn to Rat?” I asked myself.
“abi the Talley no dey work again? Why Man
no disappear comot for here na? Abi them the
policemen dey use Talley sef? Abi na Man
remove the ring by himself? Abi Man no wan
just disappear?” I asked myself uncountable
questions.
I was still lost in my thoughts when i felt
something penetrating into my a’.sshole. I
turned and saw that it was a finger of one of
the inmates. My boxers was torn and he
passed his finger through the hole to my
a’.sshole.
“guy stop that thing, abi you dey mad” I left
where i was standing to stand elsewhere.
“but wetin tear my boxers for nyash sef?” I
asked myself. The answer to that question was
that i had farted about 200times since i came
behind bars.
“nna mehn! Na my mess tear my boxers oh” I
concluded because my boxers tore directly
opposite my a’.sshole.
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