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• The beauty of the guilty   Three - Iseoluwa

  I relaxed on one of the sofas. I needed to line my thoughts in one direction. A lot of plans had been structured. The process and sequence was the part I needed to feast on."Give it back, it's mine!" David yelled as he ran down the stairs pursuing someone; I guess Abigail."I take this as your apology." She shouted back.I was right!.."Seriously, I can give anything you want but not my hair dryer." He shouted as I opened my eyes. All these ruckus for hair dryer? Seriously David?"You know it's different from the one here. I am the female here." She argued back as he shrugged."Well, I'm the one with the loose hair. You are making braids babe." He retorted as I shouted. I couldn't take it anymore."Can you guys both turn it down. You just disrupted my stream of thoughts. I really don't like that." I shouted as they nodded. After a few minutes silence, Abigail start

• The beauty of the guilty   Two - Ewawummi

  Come in." I muttered still going through the video footage. The light was suddenly turned off.What the..."Happy birthday!!" They chorused with the light back on. The smile on my face was bright enough to lit up the whole station."Guys." I stood up and walked close to them. I can't believe I forgot my birthday. "Thanks for always remembering." I smiled sheepishly."Yes boss. We know how selfless you are. It's our duty to do this." Ini, my next in command, replied. I really need to start noticing days like this."Let's cut the cake. There is an after party today." He commented as I nodded blowing off the candles. My phone suddenly rang. I went back to my table to retrieve my phone. It was the Senior Officer."Sir!" I saluted as everyone stood still. "What? Right now sir?" I turned looking at everyone and the preparation. I am sorry guys." Yes sir, I am free sir.... Alright Sir." Th

• The beauty of the guilty   One - Iseoluwa

  ~"End it! End it all!" The voice kept ringing in my ears. As silent as it was, it had that much intensity. I wouldn't give in to it but I could use some release. I jerked up from my bed as I dashed towards my drawer. I was thoroughly ransacking it for something. Nothing in particular actually. Anything that could give me release now. I wouldn't mind using it. My hands grabbed something; yea, it's a lighter. I brought it out. This could do. I flicked it on and brought it beneath my elbow. The burning sensations lifted my spirit. It's weird but I find pleasure... I was suddenly smacked at my head making the lighter slip from my hand.~--------"Dude, give the book back." I frowned tossing a coin at him. "There are few things I hate and stopping me from reading tops the list." I dead panned."Ish, you really need to stop reading books like this. I can't watch you go crazy. It's really weird that you stack your book shelf with varie