After the kidnapping incident, seventeen (17) year old “STILES,” lost his memories. The memory loss He had wasn't a sweet romantic dream, but an horrible nightmare. The torture he received from his kidnappers warped his brain and made him a psycho, a freak; a “MANIAC”. He was agitated by almost everyone and everything. He could hardly control his emotions. Stiles was like a volcano, ready to erupt at anytime. Just a little trigger, boom! he'll explode. Releasing tons of cusswords, striking out at anyone who loved him. He couldn't help it. His fleeting thoughts were tormentors, a torture He could hardly escape. He lived in hate and anger. He never wanted to be that way. Deep down his guts He simply wanted to be kind to everyone. He had a loving heart. He could still take the right choice, but his brain, was a tormentor. When ever it is triggered He loses self control. He is doing the actions, but deep his guts, He wanted it all to stop. but He just couldn't. As time went on. Poor old Stiles discovered he had telepathic and telekinetic abilities. Gradually he also regained his lost memories. He fully regained his “MEMORIES” the day he came face to face with the leader of his Kidnappers, the heartless punk who transformed poor old stiles into a “MANIAC.” Stiles wanted to take revenge on the Devil incarnate. But frustration hits Stiles when he discovers that the man who made his life a living hell was no other person but the father of his Girlfriend. “LOVER” So what is Stiles gonna do? Go ahead and his take revenge on his kidnapper, or just let the old dog lie.View More
Chapter 24My brain stuttered for a moment and my eyes widened like two flashlight beam. Every part of me goes on pause as questions swirled in the pool of my thought. Unable to comprehend the fact that I was on my feet, I looked away; gave my mom an uneasy glance and then looked back to see if I was still on my feet. Holly Molly I was.“Stiles, sit down,"My mom muttered. Still stupefied by my action, I remained still for a while before taking my seat.“Young man why did you sit down?”Asked the announcer.I didn't give any reply, rather I made eye contact with my mom and then raised my eyebrows which indicates: Should I stand up? But my mom replied by shaking her head which indicates: No! don't stand up.“Young man are you shy? Come on standup,”the announcer added calmly.I kept still, staring at my mom again, I swiped my eyebrows up
Chapter 23 Mom rode through the gate, steered the car towards an open space and parked it. After we'd all alighted the car, mom hurried to the booth, and brought out dad's wheelchair. My eyes widened as they fell on a red bricked triangular shaped building with crystal blue and beige colored reticulated windows. The white building was surrounded by neatly trimmed flowers which gave it a calming and peaceful sensation. After hoisting dad unto his wheelchair, we all trailed behind mom as she pushed dad towards the building. My eyes travelled up the pointed tower which rose from the red roof of the building; admiring the enormous spire and the cross on top of it. When we got to a big porch, Kayla and Kathleen gave each and everyone of us a fleeting hug. After moments of hesitation Kayla also hugged me and ran off with her sister.Where are they going?I asked mentally, but mom replied as if she coul
Chapter 22Sunlight filtered through the translucent curtains as I slowly opened my eyes; feeling disgruntled with last night, tiredness made me limp like wet laundry on a cold winter morning. Slowly I rolled out of bed stretching and yawning I headed for the window and drew the curtains. Sunlight bathed my skin as the curtains flew open and my eyes squinted shut trying to ward off the sunlight that bathed em.Just then someone knocked on the door“Yes who is it?”“Good morning sir, its me Teresa.”“Good morning ma'am. Is anything the matter?”“No! not at all... It's 7:30 AM and your mom said I should tell you to take your bath and get set for Church. By 8:30 AM y'all shall be on the way to church.””Church!?”“Yes Sir”“Okay.... I'll do just that”“Okay sir”I walk
Chapter 21I was about to hit Kayla again when my daddy's voice suddenly rented the air."Stiles”He fired, while grandma cast a look from me to Kayla and then to my Mom.DAD!.........GRANDMA!!.......When did they get in here? Was I so intoxicated by my anger that I didn't see them come in?Time stood still like never before. My pupils dilated, hands flailed and my heart sunk to my feet. I twitched as my anger faded, and everything returned slowly What have I done again?Kayla! her eyes were puffy from crying. Her entire body shuddered as tears streamed down her eyes in torrent.A part of me immediately wanted to be far away from the room"Stiles get back here"My mom called as I headed for my room.I wanted to heed to her voice, I wanted to halt, but I couldn't summon the courage to face everyone."Stiles”
Chapter 20.The old houses in the street were all silhouettes. Now it was difficult to tell that the wooden homes, mud houses and brick buildings had roofs that looked rusted and stained like blood. Dim street lights were scattered along the street, some bent and broken, others old and rusty. The glow they gave off was eerie, but at least each streetlight provided little comfort against the night. Wind gently blew the sickly smell of rotted garbage from GAWD KNOWS WHERE and stray dogs wagged their tails as they roamed about some garbage. When we emerged from the old street, the new street was brightly Illuminated with electric bulbs that flooded the city like sun shine. People were still bustling here and there, stores where still open, and kids were still playing outside.PHEWI breathed a sigh of relief.This place, It's looked very familiar. I had a strong feeling of DEJA VU as I let my eyes roam the street. I
Chapter 19For some frozen seconds no-one spoke. We stood deep in silence, staring at each other like it was some sort of staring contest. A fixed quizzical expression painted the two girls faces. Hmmph...one of them suddenly breathed out; gave her shoulders a wiggle and lolled her head in a circle. Foot tapping up and down like some dumb wind up toy and arms locked around her waist she spoke:“I'm sorry about your loss bro.”“Me too”The other girl added.“Loss?”I inquired with furrowed brows.“Yes, your brain loss”“My..."“Shhh...”They both shushed me by putting a finger against there lips.WHUUUAAAAAAT!?Wait wait wait! I don't get this shit. Am I the one this little brats are telling to shush? OH GAWD! Maybe it's because I've been flashing my teeth at them they want to take it for granted.
Chapter 18The bullet whizzed through the air, but as it got closer the fired bullet floated through the fragile air and missed my chin by a hair’s-breadth.“AaaRrrGghh”He growled with gritted teeth and pulled the trigger again, but this time the trigger wouldn't move.“Damn!”He cussed.“Come on, shoot you fucking piece of shit”he let out, smacking the butt of his gun with his palm. I tried to move but swiftly he pointed the gun at me.“If you move I'm going to blow you up”He threatened.“Pull you GAWD damn! trigger”He cussed again, pulling the trigger, with tensed muscles.I swear watching him struggle with the trigger made me want to laugh. I had to bite my lower lip and quickly look away, before a mischievous grin spreads upon my face again. I tried to keep myself aloo
Chapter 17His eyes widened for a second. A bemused expression spread across his angry face as chuckles involuntarily slipped through my wide pirate grin."What the hell!"He fired.“Guys!! Beat him up”He ordered his goons.Without wasting time his goons rushed at me; pummelling, stomping, spanking and kicking me.“Shey you dey crase? Are you mad?”“Shey you no dey fear face? You aren't scared right?”They asked, and punched me repeatedly.“NNnnooOO”Kayla and Kathleen cried out...“Leave my uncle alone”They sobbed, and covered there faces with there shaking hands. Unable to watch me get beaten, they both fell to the floor as there grief poured out in a flood of uncontrollable tears.“Enough boys"The gang leader ordered, and walked towards me with a smile plastered o
Chapter 16I drew in my breath, and let it back out with a loud sigh. From the front porch the street came into view like a high-definition movie. The kids and I strolled into the street winded ahead of us like a flowing river, people clustered the street, people moving here and there, vehicles moving up and down. As we walked down the street, my eyes flickered back and forth admiring the brightly painted buildings. The houses were identical in shape and size but no two were the same. They were of different colors, yellow, white, blue, red, green and every color you could think of; we came across many stores but I ignored them and kept on strolling with my cousins. I wanted to use my opportunity to explore the town. I wasn't scared of losing my way back home, because there was a very long mast opposite my house. If ever I lose my way back home, I would use the mast to trace my way back home. After much pressure from the kids, we finally came to a stop, in
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