Monday, February 7, 2011


I apologise to everyone who tried dropping comments on the last post but couldn't.
I just realized I had messed with the settings thus disabling comments.
Thanks for trying anyway.
T.Notes, thanks for the heads up.

Finally, I crawled to the dressing table, blinded by tears. And with all the strength I could muster, I reached out for the wipes... my life, as I knew it had just ended, but I wasn’t going to give these women the satisfaction of seeing me cry.

How could this be happening to me?

But why?
We had been married ten years, eight of which had seen me go through the wilderness, his mum and sisters had made life miserable for me... the name calling, ridicule and humiliations.
My husband had tried to protect me, he never talked about it, he... no we, we believed it was going to happen in God’s time. Unfortunately, his job had taken him away from home more often than I would have wanted, and for each day he was away, I had faced the full wrath of his relatives.
Now they were about to throw me out, and I find this...

Slowly, I picked up my ‘VID’ bag ... it seemed easier than picking up pieces of my now shattered life. On second thought, I unzipped it and took out what would now be my life. I couldn’t take that bag with me.
A trophy was the last thing I needed... he had given me that bag right after our marriage. It was to keep ‘very important documents’. He had one just like it... I remember thinking how thoughtful he was, as I neatly arranged my certificates in it.
Unknown to me then, that same bag was to house the lie I would be living.

 To be Continued...

Hey fellaz, what would you do if you're on a date and your partner orders SOAP as opposed to all the other delicious items on the menu? Or ladies, let's just say your friend comes visiting and while you prepare something to entertain her she starts munching your bar soap, or licking your detergent? What would you do?
Did you say impossible? Then you haven't heard about 19 year old Tempestt Henderson (by the way, why would someone be named Tempest? Even with the spelling variation, all I can think about is the dictionary meaning... *sigh*)

Tempestt licking detergent.


P.E.T. Projects said...

Please note that asides from Tempestt Henderson, the characters in my story are all figments of my imagination... Thanks to hours of sitting in traffic on Lagos roads.

You may now drop your comments...

Anonymous said... absorbing story...i was spell bound..wanting to know the end...weldone..pls whats VID?

Eating soap?....seriously?..& she is still alive?????...hormone disorder?...

Anonymous said...

oh! VERY IMPORTANT DOCUMENT bag!....silly me!

Ms. Yellow Sisi Unspoken said...

snap snap snap...loving the story so can't wait for the rest.

Naijamum said...

Ditto Yellow sisi...Cant wait for the rest..!

P.E.T. Projects said...

Coming soon ladies...

Blessing said...

The story is def good so far...looking forward to the rest

As far as the soap eating...may God help her!!!

kitkat said...

omg..for a minute there i thought it was a real story *sighs*
nice one hey!..does she have kids? and is her hubby dead? and do his relatives live with her? and why would she let them walk all over her?..cnt wait to read more :)