My own pen betrayed me. I fought in anguish— how could my hand deny me my destiny? Hands shaking, headaches conniving, my life flashed sharp before ...Read more
My own pen betrayed me. I fought in anguish— how could my hand deny me my destiny? Hands shaking, headaches conniving, my life flashed sharp before ...Read more
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Worthless things. Vanity. A repeating cycle of immorality, a defiled nature. I sank deep in thought— life has never felt so impure. Pornography? An ...Read more
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My experience as a JAMB candidate was extremely stressful, from generating my profile code to completing the registration process. Being under 18 an...Read more
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