Week 6: Your Story, Your Laughter (Let's make everyone happy 🐧🐧)"

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Hello everyone how are we all doing, I strongly believe we are doing perfectly fine. It's another exciting weekend open for all, to put a smile on the beautiful faces of adorable steemians by making them laugh their sorrows away. Thank you once again @moyeon for this great avenue, I sincerely appreciate.

The saying obedience is better than sacrifice is undoubtedly true because I have happened to experience pains due to my disobedience, that is why I'll title my true life story "Consequences of Disobedience"

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More than 15 years back I happened to be a little girl in her junior secondary school class one, It was my first year in secondary school so I was happy at the same time waa fascinated with some trends then, being left out wasn't an option o I had to strive in the little way I could.

It was a one gender school (only girls) and you can imagine how much we girls value fanciful and eye catchy things. If we don't get to have that thing we want we can cry you a river. But this time around my ocean of tears didn't do me any good.

During the second term of my Jss1, there were this amazing biros which came in different designs, scent very nice and had a rope to hang on your neck but it was quiet expensive for me as at that time😤

I felt talking to my mum about it was going to get me the pen but my parents are people who will always give you what you need and not what you want especially my mum, so I couldn't have the pen through them as my mum kept reminding me that I already have a pen and of such should continue using what I have.

I cried my eyeballs out thinking it was going to move my mum but she didn't look at my face twice. Well, as a strong 💪 girl who needed to have the all fancied pen I made up my mind to save up and get this treasure of mine.

It wasn't easy having to watch my classmates eat from the school canteen while I had to save up my snack money for my jet, I completely saw hell 🥵. Finally God buttered my bread and I had the complete money for my private jet.

I majestically walked down to the seller to purchase my own treasure and trust me I went for the best colour and design, my joy knew no bound as I wore my pen round my neck feeling like a princess.

When I got to the house, I had to walk round showing everyone my new treasure so they could congratulate me and after that I put it back safely in my school bag awaiting when I was going to write with it

In the evening time when I wanted writing, the unbelievable happened. My treasure was no where to be found😭😭, I searched for it countless times and asked everyone home if they have seen it but it was a no answer.

After I had sweat like a Christmas goat, my mum told me she saw my cousin leave the room that afternoon with something but didn't bother taking notice of what it was. I didn't need anyone to tell me it was my treasure which I have been seeking.

I blabbed of how I was going to flog the living hell out of my cousin for taking my expensive pen which wasn't even up to a day. My mum kept telling me not to go to his house to flog him since it was disrespectful.

But someone was with my treasure and I had to get it through hook and crook ☠️ so I set for where my dad usually kept his cain at the very top of the house, he had other tools exception of his cain but the cain was my target.

My mum kept asking me to come down but i was burning inside so I wouldn't listen before I could know, I heard a mighty knock on my head and when it feel it was my dad's mighty 🔨 hammer😭😭. The same place I refused coming down from was the same place I didn't wait for any one to advice me again.

I bleeded alot so dad had to take me to the nearby chemist to have my head treated and bandaged. I regretted not listening to my mum but it was too late to turn back the hands of time.

Thank you everyone for going through my post as I'll use this medium to invite @megareigns, @chant and @richy20 to partake in this contest.

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