Matter's of d Heart

When it comes to true life stories, we are subjected to hiding our names, because of security reasons, or personal protection. The question is what do I have to protect or what about me hasn’t been offered on the table of destruction for total wreck. Oh, I won’t place blames, am not one to do that, I take full responsibility of my actions, and I have no blame to throw around, I simply have one person to curse. You see that’s the difference, I don’t pass blames but I place curses, and if there is any God that could hear the voice of a broken sinner, he probably would ensure this curse takes effect. You see my story isn’t one of pity it’s one of wrong parenting. Please stay with me and learn from my story. My name is Jane, of course you know that’s not my real name of course, I simply had to take this name up for the story. I was the first daughter and first child of my parents, a boy came along some years later. My mum was a very busy wife, hardly available, so at a tender age of 8, I u

THIRD EVENT continuation.... The game was becoming really interesting and I had become a pro, I tutored young girls on how to catch a man, and how to capture his heart through the secrets of the inner room. I knew when a man was a keeper and when he was just an idiot. Mind you I never had anything to do with young boys, they weren't my type. I had calculated Williams, Successful, good looking and definetly looking starved. I concluded he would be an easy prey, so I choose to play this one. After carefully making sexy trips around him, I saw him take off the ring, never mind I said to myself, I love you with the ring. It didnt take the whole day, and I had him on a kingsize bed showing him things he could only imagine. He was blown, not that I was surprised, but he said something different, I want to marry you, I need you in my life he said... What?? Honestly i had been too engrossed with fun that I never realized that there would be a point that calls for marriage. I ju

SECOND EVENT  Episode 2 James finally became my toy, he became too available, my eyes got irritated. I was done with him but not done with this new game. I dusted him off my path, I needed a new catch. I moved on with a sack load of Curses and pain handed easily to me by his wife, but I was too engrossed to realize the weight of what I was carrying. I needed a real man, but all that came forward were boys without experience, clothed with immaturity. I needed a man, strong enough to take a risk and he would be of no fun if he didn't belong to another woman. So i began my quest for men in Union. I became a heart ache to many woman, the name laid on so many altar, I sure had my sack full.  I did get a call back from God you know, at first I couldnot recognize his number becuse I had already deleted his number from my phone, so when I took the call, He said longest time. That familiar voice, my heart raised, (why the f**k was He calling me now). I struggled to fight of the guilt I was

My name is Sarah, not the mother of Isaac or the wife of Abraham, but the mother of an abomination and the wife to fornication. It wasnt as though I derived pleasure in it, cause just like some of you, I was bathed in religion and engraved with the teachings of truth or rather doctrines. I knew the ten commandments like the back of my palms, and I could quote the scriptures like the alphabet. I was taught to Fear God and to avoid the Do Not, so far I was the child they wanted. I stayed true to teachings and rebuked the devil, becasue as far as I knew, my family had an issue with him. He was the one who held their finance, broke their health and spoilt their plans, so there was an ever raging war for us and the devil. When I moved to progress in the field of knowledge, I got stucked with limitations and so I called God, but it seemed he had other things to attend to, probably He had Pst Adeboye's call to take or Pst Segun's plea to listen to, so my call was always waiting and th