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PART 9 For the first time, after 8 years. A bright smiled showed on the face of Oyinade. "Thank you mummy and daddy" she said and knelt down "Thank God my dear. We love you but God loves you more" Mrs Tokunbo said "Feel free to always communicate with Him, He is your heavenly father and always study your bible, it will guide you right and reveal all His promises to you. Make sure, you don't lose communication with Him. Even if you lose with us" Mr Tokunbo said and smiled "Thank you so much sir. Thank you so much ma. You know after 2 years of running away from my house, today I felt the beginning of something new in my life. Thank you daddy and mummy. It's been long, I felt like this and I pray God grants all your heart desires and I want you to continue supporting me in prayers" Oyinade said and cleaned her face "Amen...sure we will and I hope you are following us to church tomorrow? Mrs Tokunbo asked. Yes ma....I have always been ru...

PART 8 "He is our father and our creator. The great molder, who can mold the life of anyone he chooses to rebrand. Our comforter, our great defender, our pillar, our strength giver, covenants keeping God, destiny helper...He is indescribable. He is God and you can only have access to Him, through His son, Jesus. Jesus is the way Proverb 18:24b, describe Him as a friend who sticker closer than a brother. He also wants to share in our burdens, just like He wants you to share in His. (Psalm 55:22) He has asked those who are heavy laden, to come to Him and He shall give them rest... We don't know what is going on with you but, we surely know there is a way out. Myself and my wife, has cried several times due to our bareness and pressure from families but we choose to lay everything at His feet.  We choose to share with Him, what we can't tell anybody. He has being the one guiding our lives and in Him, we find Joy and peace. In Him, we have found a comforter. In Him, we found l...

Part 7 After treating her hand, they decided to have a serious discussion with her... "Oyin...what exactly is going on with you? It's barely 6months we met and ever since then, you haven't really told us anything about you and we never stop caring for you. So, tell us now won't change anything. You just have to trust us. What has been happening to you? So that we can help you. You can't continue to watch or act like nothing is going on. Confide in us Oyin" Mrs Tokunbo said "Mummy, I have always wanted to do that but.... I am so sorry; I might not be able to do that now. I love you both and I want you to stay alive and healthy. I guess this is the part of my destiny, I have to face it alone..." Oyinade said as she was crying "Is anyone threatening you? Mr Tokunbo asked. She nodded in affirmation as she was sobbing "Tell us who and what the person wants from you. We are ready to help" Mrs Tokunbo said "I am sorry....I...can't te...

PART 6 Oyinade called the number, immediately Mr and Mrs Tokunbo entered inside. It rang but no response. "God please, don't let it be her..." She said as she sat on the chair    *Few minutes later,*  Her phone rang, it was the same number. She thought of where to answer the call and she ran to her room. "Hello..." She said as she answered the call. "Hello...my sweet baby Oyin. It is me, Mrs Funmi Adenusi" the caller said "I know who you are, I can recognise your voice...It's you mother" Oyin said as she was shivering Just in case, you are wondering where the word MOTHER came from. Oyinade full name, is OYINADE ADENUSI and Mrs Funmi Adenusi, is her biological mother. "Baby girl, I am glad you can still recognise the voice of your mother. I have missed you, when are you coming home? Enough of running away, I am sorry please come back home" her mother said "Mummy, there is no home. I will rather die, than to come home. After ...

PART 5 "My Darling...How are you doing? I didn't know I will meet you at home" Mr Tokunbo said to Oyin "I am fine daddy... I miss you" oyinade said "I miss you baby girl...where is my wife? Mr Tokunbo asked "She is in the room" Oyin said as went inside to call her. She also carried the box in as Mr Tokunbo, pulled out his shoes "Mummy... Daddy is back" Oyinade said as she got to the room "Oh...really...thank God" Mrs Tokunbo said and went outside. They both greeted each other and she whispered something's to his ear. "God, I hope it's not about me. I think I will have to speak out now but, I don't know how to say it" Oyinade said soberly and watched them from afar "Mummy and daddy, it's good to see you both after a long time" Oyinade said as she walked towards them "Yes dear, it's been a long time. So how is acada (short form of academic) going? And I hope you are doing fine? Mr Toku...

PART 3 "Dele!!! Mrs Tokunbo shouted "Yes mummy" dele said as he ran from outside "I hope you are not busy? She asked "No ma, I was only resting until I heard my name" he said and smiled "Okay, please I want you to help me pick oyinade from school. I believe you know where she stay? She asked " Yes mummy. Should I go now? He asked "Yes, thank you" she said and he left "God please, let nothing happen to Oyinade. Prevent her from taking any drastic movement" she prayed and after some minutes, she picked her phone and called her husband as she explained everything to him  *HOURS LATER* Dele arrived at her place, and he knocked the door "Who is that? Oyinade asked "Aunty Oyin, it's Dele. Mummy sent me to pick you" Dele said "Oh...Dele, I am coming" She said and picked few clothes. They both entered the car and Dele began to drive.  Since the atmosphere was  silent, Dele decided to ask. "Aunty Oyin,...

PART 2 "Did I ask anything that is bad or am I wrong for asking that, please tell me? Segun, one of the reporters asked confusedly "No, there is nothing wrong with the question" Bisi said as they were all surprised by her reactions "Maybe, it wasn't a good time to ask such questions. Let's go, we will ask another time. Maybe by then, it will be the right time" Tunji said and they all left. Oyinade was still confused in the car. "It's been long, I heard such question. Why now? She said to herself as she was fighting back the tears "No ..Oyinade, you are trying your best. You are doing well without her or do you want to go back to your mess. You don't need her" she said consoling herself "Ma, we've gotten to your apartment" the driver said "Thank you sir" she said and got down from the car. ******************************* Oyinade is a 200l mass communication student of a private university. She worked as a cl...

PART 1  *The journey into the land of unknown...*  "Wow Oyinade, it is so nice to have you in our studio today. Thank you for honouring our invitation. On behalf of the SWAM (Spoken Word Artist Members), we love you" Mrs Badejo said as they got outside the building. "No ma...Thank you for calling me, it's a privilege to be here and I don't take it for granted" Oyinade said, as they walked towards the car reserved for her. "No...No, you can't come in" Bayo, the security guard said as he was trying to stop the reporters, from entering into the building "What is going on over there? I hope we are saved? Oyinade said as they both paused "Nothing much, it's the reporters. They are usually like that, when they hear about any interview we anchor" Mrs Badejo said "Oh....I see" Oyinade said and smiled "Is it okay, to allow them in? Because, I am sure they are here for you? Mr Badejo asked facing her. "Oh...sure, it...

Set me free I am just a growing child Please, have mercy on me Is it a crime to be a girl? I am to be guided and not to be used I am a blessing and not an opportunity for sex I am a treasure and not for your pleasures I am a child and not a bride I am to be raised and not to be bruised Set me free Allow me to soar I am created to be loved and to be used I am created to be a mother and not a murderer I am created to be a gate to nations and not to destroy the nations(abortion) I am created to fulfil purpose and not just to sit in the kitchen Set me free I am not to be forgotten but to be remembered I am a flower and not to be unruly disflowered I am not to be rendered voiceless, I am a voice I am not created less, I am created for more Set me free I am not a weaker vessel,  I am whole and strong I am to be treated with tenderness and not for pain I am to be treated with care and not for tears I am to be received by love and not to be deceived by love  I am to be appreciated and...

I was having a flashback about myself and these pictures, got my attention as I began to smile.  What I am about to share, happened 2 years ago but I still got values from it. It happened that I was coming back home from my aunt's place, after spending some weeks with them. After getting to the last bus stop, which I had to come down. I came across a man, who we both got down from the bus. He was looking at me and I thought "Why is this man, looking at me like this". I just looked away and watched the road because I was to cross to the other side "Why do your mother have to allow you travel alone and now, you are about to cross the road" he said suddenly after staring at me.  I was about to talk and the man said "You don't need to say anything, give me your bag". I rejected his offer and carried my bag to the other hand. I did that thinking he wanted to run away with my bag. He laughed and said "Bring your hand Joor. We have to cross". Ag...

 *Give it a deserved title yourself....*  I feel like my life is a mess That for some reason, it keeps dropping, Why would I love and hate the person again?  Why must I think relationship is not made for me?  Why do I share feelings but don't have the capacity to love?  Why don't I know how to love?  Why don't this madness end?  Why don't this vicious cycle stop?  Because I don't want to live a life that is shattered  My heart was finally getting healed, but got shattered once again I showed my true self but it didn't even matter when someone picks it up and dropped it again. I thought I had found love  But instead, I found sadness  Why didn't it go right?  Why did I give him a chance?  Why does it have to fall back?  Why did I try to love?  Why must I trust him?  Why must it be me again?  It is shattered  The butterflies are died Now my mind is all madness  Can you see worry in my eyes? ...