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Hope you did enjoyed the first part of the story? Well here is the second part. Enjoy it. Let me take you earlier before now. My parents, who were both teachers, had thought my sibling and I, that “as students, we should work hard and avoid any form of malpractice. Malpractice in any form was wrong and you should never be involved in it”. This was the conscientiousness my siblings and I had. Now, back to the examination day, which was integrated science we were writing. I had finish answering all my questions and was about to stand up from my seat to go and summit, when I heard my name being called. I took a pause, and turned to see who was calling me, behold it was Elizabeth. My plans that day was to “ask her out” after the examination, which was the last paper for the term. She asked me to define what an atom was. Now, I was fixed in a dilemma, to stand on my grounds, holding on and maintaining my integrity, and loss my chances with her or answer her and get a better chance of her ...

This is a fictional story I came up with and I hope at the end of it, there will be a thing that you will hold onto as you develop yourself. Enjoy it . . . . . If there is ever a way I could turn back the hands of time to make things right, then I will. I will quickly opt for the right thing. The unfortunate thing is that I have lost a lot due to some foolish act that I got myself into while I was in secondary school. You see, I grew up in a house where discipline is held high. So, that automatically made my siblings and I always seek to do the right thing at all time, and at all cause. However, some things have a way of turning those very morals into something else. Well, this was how it all began. I was then in junior secondary school two, in federal government college Jos. I was fourteen then, so you could just image the innocence I was adorn with at this stage. I was just a simple student, doing the very thing every student is expected to do. I studied my books, did my domestic ...

So where will I turn to? Where do I go from here? What will become of me? How can I start ? My prowess and dexterity as to the use of words, might not tell it, Neither my expression connote my heart, But one thing am best at, is that I am sincere to every word that I say about her My heartbeat skipped, hmm.... This was the first sign Of the better days in my life and The many good days to come The first time I saw her My ribs cracked and leaped for joy, It just knew that it has found t he very Part of it that "has being missing" My breath instantaneously became A blend of the fresh air from the Environment and the benevolence of Her countenance, hmm... So revitalizing Hmm... Her beauty light up, My darkest night illuminated Yes,  the sound of here voice So divine, bringing tranquility to my very disturbed heart. Hmm... Her beauty light up, The innocence of her face Truly , so humbling. When she Smiles, my eyes gaze at her grandeur In my days of hea...