Share
Chapter Thirty-Three
My eyes shone in excitement as those words tumbled out of my lips. It was so strange but real. I could practically see the dream all over again like I was still asleep. It was so cute and real. I had felt it was happening live, and when Antonio shook me awake with that stunt he’d pulled, I’d been disappointed.
Now, I just wanted to share it with him. I wanted him to know about the dream and share in my dreams. It was a natural emotion that engulfed me. I looked at him and he was looking at me curiously like he hadn’t grabbed what I’d said previously. I opened my mouth to speak, but he beat me to it.“What you’re saying is you want to read medicine because you had a dream?” He asked again like he wanted to be sure of what I’d said.I nodded rapidly. “Yes, that is right. I know how it sounds, but trust me when I tell you that I’m sure of my guts.” I said firmly.He cradled my face in his hands. &ldquRelated chapters
A LEAP OUT OF THE MIRE Chapter Thirty-Four
Two days later, I was still shaking from the encounter with Uncle David. I was beyond shocked by it all. Is it me that is this? After I thought all hope was gone for me and I would die in my prostitution business, my life started making more meaning.I have enrolled at Brainstorm centre to undergo my tutorials. It was located at the Military zone in Ejigbo. I was scared I wouldn't be able to meet up as a student and a mother. Now, those fears looked unfounded, thanks to Uncle David. He sent his daughter to babysit Success. Jasmine is a very good girl, though her heritage couldn't be hidden. She is a white girl. The way she treats Success as her younger sister places me at ease.You know, I was stunned when Uncle David encouraged me as a single mother. He didn’t ask many questions surprisingly. I had expected much criticism, but nothing of the sort happened. I still think all these were a dream.All these are petty when it comes to my rock, Antonio. In as much as
A LEAP OUT OF THE MIRE Chapter Thirty-Five
Outside, kids gathered around in twos or threes playing a timeless game. It brought on a smile as I remembered that I have also played those games too; Tinko tinko and the likes of them. Life was a strange thing. One day you are laughing, the next minute you are sorrowful. I extracted my thoughts from its gloomy cocoon to the present world. Adults were chatting about one thing or the other while those who owned dogs took them on strolls. I was amused when I saw a little boy of about seven pulling a big bulldog. It was as though the dog was dragging him and not the other way round. I bit my lip from laughing. Then there were the hawkers, displaying different types of things under the sun.If one could watch these activities with concentration, it could belie the gross environment. Empty water bottles were strewn around like graffiti and other disgusting things. When the sun was high in the sky, the place was dirty. You can't imagine when it's been soiled with rain.I cl
A LEAP OUT OF THE MIRE Chapter Thirty-Six
“You look so angelic!” Jasmine exclaimed.I rolled my eyes. “I can’t even see what you’ve done to my face.” I pointed out.Jasmine made my seat away from the mirror. She claimed that if I watched my reflection at every turn, it would distract her. She wanted me to look and feel like magic today. Her cousin was taking me out for the first time, so it would be a sin if I didn’t look my best. “I’m the mirror.” She said smugly.“You’re the artist.” I contradicted. “It’s quite natural that you would hype yourself up. If I look at my reflection myself, I might be convinced.” I teased.She combed my wig, which I had worn for this night with such fervour. I knew I’d strike a nerve. Jasmine didn’t understand sarcasm. That was her only shortcoming. She felt I was being rude instead and not appreciating her efforts.“Take it easy on the wig.” I
A LEAP OUT OF THE MIRE Epilogue
There are times that we note the way our lives undergoes a sharp curve. That was the reality for me when I finally found Antonio and a part of his family. I was forced to see life differently! I was forced to take a leap of faith.The mire in my life which was a product of rape, parental neglect and wrong decisions could only be surmounted through my conscious effort to improve, and grow. Thanks to Antonio, I’ve realised that I can make good decisions.I had given up on meeting true life-changers. But, now I can see that they are everywhere. I just needed to open my eyes to them. To see things clearly, and learn the art of saying no. Some so many people wanted to help, either for their benefit or my growth. If I’d learned to say no to half of them, maybe my life would have turned out differently.Nevertheless, my story is the true definition of a leap out of the mire. I dined with sin, I ate with sin,
A LEAP OUT OF THE MIRE A Hope Which Springs From Chaos
The journey of Adanna continues in this thrilling backstory. We’d learnt so far that she wishes to make a U-turn, but the question is: Is it that simple? In this sequel, you will see that it’s a whole thing to preach change and another thing to walk the talk.There are so many habits that she needs to let go of, that almost crippled her growth. There was also, healing that she didn’t let herself go through in the first sequel, but she would be forced to search it out. When you love with such abandonment, it becomes a falsehood and when it’s with restrictions, it becomes a sham. This is what Adanna would be forced to come to terms with.Coupled with that, she meets Emeka in this journey, and the paths are etched in pain, tears and remorse. Emeka doesn’t own up to his mistakes and does all he could to make her life hell. Thanks to Antonio, she is shielded from the worst of the blows. But, when Emeka finds out he is a father, things seem to
A LEAP OUT OF THE MIRE Chapter One
"Adanna! Adanna!! Adanna!!!" my mom called me repeatedly. "Yes, mom!" I dropped my Biology textbook carelessly on the bed as I raced out of my room to answer my mom. Making my way through the corridor, I caught the back view of my mom in the kitchen. She was humming to a song I haven't heard of before. Maybe it was a new track. "Mom, here I am." Without bothering to face me, her voice rang out in the tiny kitchen. "You will see my black purse on the floor in the dining hall. Collect just... I mean just one thousand nairas from the money." She looked at me significantly. "I don't want to look for a Kobo. Use the money to buy Okazi ingredients in the century market. Don't branch to your friend's house or shop. Do you hear me?" She dropped the oranges she was peeling, to stretch her right ear. "Yes, mother!" "Now go!" I scurried out of the kitchen, making my way to the dining area. True to her words, the purse lay no
A LEAP OUT OF THE MIRE Chapter Two
The route to Joyce's place was lengthy and I was hungry, tired and unhappy. I had assumed that the moment I walked out of my home, I would have been cheerful but that wasn't the case. Everything I was feeling was making my emotions get the better of me. To aggravate my present mood was my slippers which were starting to make my ankle throb with every step I took, it was a weird feeling but it was my reality. My spine ached from walking so long. The whole of my body was in throes of pain. I liked walking but this wasn't it. If only mom would have taken me. In as much as I had walked through the winding road using shortcuts to hasten my arrival to Joyce's home, it looked like I haven't made an ounce of improvement for close to forty-five minutes. The closer it seemed I got to the house, the further away it was. I could liken it to searching for a pin in a satchel but maybe I was exaggerating a bit. On the street where I pres
A LEAP OUT OF THE MIRE Chapter Three
I had a quick shower after Joyce left my room to fuse with her cousins and I was feeling better. Like I had hoped, the hot shower had seeped into each part of my weak and aching spot, to soothe and pamper. I was feeling like myself again. I wore the same outfit I had worn while coming and tapped my hair like it would bring down the wild curls somewhat. It didn't. It practically bounced back to spite me. These curls were the absolute worst. Left to me, I would have cut it all off. It was so difficult to maintain. Well, my school frowned at women having low cuts, so I was stuck with them for a while. I better head downstairs. I left the solace of my temporary room, closing the door securely behind me. Loud whisperings could be heard from my vantage point but I couldn't decipher what was being said. It all came out in mumbo-jumbo. At the foot of the stairs, I caught the black and white hue of a pre-recorded image on the plasm
Latest chapter
- A LEAP OUT OF THE MIRE A Hope Which Springs From Chaos
- A LEAP OUT OF THE MIRE Epilogue
- A LEAP OUT OF THE MIRE Chapter Thirty-Six
- A LEAP OUT OF THE MIRE Chapter Thirty-Five
- A LEAP OUT OF THE MIRE Chapter Thirty-Four
- A LEAP OUT OF THE MIRE Chapter Thirty-Three
- A LEAP OUT OF THE MIRE Chapter Thirty-Two
- A LEAP OUT OF THE MIRE Chapter Thirty-One
- A LEAP OUT OF THE MIRE Chapter Thirty
