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17: Surrender
They say man wasn't born wicked. Instead, man taught man to be wicked. And this saying was actually true.
Bankole, Martin, Joel, Jessica, Opeoluwa and Grace: all six of them hadn't been born this way. They didn't use to be kids who derived pleasure in other people's sufferings, weaknesses or flaws. They used to be nice kids. That was until they realized how cruel the human race could be.
For Bankole, it all started with his mom leaving. His peers begun teasing him, saying no female would ever love him, since his own mom couldn't.
And Martin: his poor background was no news to anyone who knew his foster family. To his peers and many others, he was an abomination parading himself as Prince charming.
Always being compared to her older brother by her parents made Jessica an object of ridicule among her peers.
The clumsy nerd that used to be Opeoluwa caused her to be pushe
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