Okay this is going to sound awkward, at least it does sound awkward in my head, and that is because although it happened a long time ago, the memory is not less embarrassing. It's funny how our emotions can get the best of us, making us do a lot of things that we would never have done if we were in the right frame of mind. This is why two things I always love to watch out for are my emotions when I'm angry, and my emotions when I'm happy. I even made it a rule not to engage in any monetary transaction when I'm being emotional because I've seen it backfire on my dad when out of excitement he sent 30,000 instead of 3,000 to someone and the person refused sending it back. I find it difficult being put in a position where I have to explain things I did out of emotions because I feel there's no point explaining at all. It's just too embarrassing.
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During my teenage age I used to date this girl who was in my mum's guidance and counseling class. She was the most intelligent girl in the school and I was pretty smart for my age too. So we started dating and would often send each other love messages before we sleep. One night I was so happy because my dad had just completed our new house, at the same time I was so exhausted from cleaning everything up so when it was time to send her my goodnight love message, I had already typed it during the day and I immediately sent it to her only to be woken up with wipes in the middle of the night. I was dreaming about my room in our new house when I felt a sharp stinging sensation on my back.
I jumped up in fear only to see my dad with his belt starring furiously at me and my mum shouting who are you sending love message to, both of them were asking repeatedly that it took me time to realize what they were talking about, but it wasn't after my dad had followed up with a couple of wipes more. I had saved my girlfriends name with mum so it would be hard to know she was my girlfriend on the phone while I saved my mum's name with mummy. Realizing now I had sent the message to mummy instead of mum made me understand how hot the soup I was in. At this point I started begging for my life. Although they weren't able to force the complete truth out of me because I left the truth about the identity of the girl the message was for and didn't mention her name in the message making her safe. They still think the girl I sent it to lives in Lagos while I was in Delta state then.
THIS IS MY RESPONSE TO DIGITAL LIFESTYLE'S PROMPT FOR WEEK 009
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