I’ve always craved for a medium which I could use to get enough audience, share my views, tips, literary pieces and equally throw more light on under-emphasized issues…..so I decided to create this blog. This isn’t a speech delivery ,so I would try to be as brief as possible.
Uhmm…for the sake of formality, let me do a little introductionWelcome, I’m Charlene…this is my Literary blog, Happy Reading!:-)
Just sit down,get a pack of pop-corn over a glass of lemonade or chap man as you read this….
Amanda sat up in her luxurious bed and stretched,she definitely wasn’t in Ontario,Canada anymore.
She’d returned to Lagos a couple of days ago to prepare for the next semester.
She was glad to be back home mostly because she had missed the Nigerian delicacy and way of life.
Although she secretly wished she could spend a little more time in Canada.
Now that the holidays were over,she had lots of pre-resumption activities to engage herself in.
“Oh no!” screamed Amanda as she remembered she had to attend Boma,her neighbour’s birthday in a few hours. she got
off her bed,made it and ran down the stairs almost knocking down her cousin, Nnamdi who lived with them in the ‘posh’ parts of Ikoyi.
“Hey Amanda,why the rush?” Nnamdi asked with a slight grin,know how lovingly weird she always was.
“I’ve got a party to attend bro” Amanda yelled as she brushed past him.
In no time,Amanda had done the dishes,served break fast and made the house as immaculate as her parents who had already left for work always expected.
“I’m done!” Amanda said with a sigh of relief as she headed back upstairs to get dressed. “You dont look like you’ve run a comb through your hair for a week” Nnamdi said with a belly laugh and his head poking from behind his room door.
“Yayyyy,you’ll never stop teasing me would you” Amanda replied as she slammed her room door behind her. “Phew,! she exclaimed,now what do i wear?”
In less than ten minutes, Amanda was all decked out in a sparkly purple dress and matching heels, she’d just finished dressing for Boma’s birthday party which she’d been looking forward to for weeks when her phone rang. Just that easily,
plans for the evening changed……………
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