My name is Shade and this is my story...

It all started on a Sunday evening, I was feeling fly‎ and practically ignored all the other girls around me. I mean I'm a big girl, I should be found with bigger girls and even bigger boys. Anyways that's aside. My roommates were not around so I decided to start tweeting.
I didn't really have anything to tweet so I went
through peoples tweet and started stealing
people's tweets. Most of my followers were
retweetting it because it was really making
sense. My roommates got back but I ignored
them because I was really having fun on
twitter.
Around 1:00am I got a DM from a guy, I almost
ignored it but I checked it. It was just 'hi' from
a guy. I checked his avi, OMG this guy is so
handsome and on point plus he has over 5000
followers. Definitely, he must be a big boy and
he should have cash, this attracted me to him
and we started chatting; in my mind I have
found new maga. He introduced himself and
told me he is loving my tweets because they
really inspire him. I told him they were all my
thoughts.
He must have believed me because the next
thing I knew he started telling me his life story.
He told me how his girl friend broke his heart
and all, he said he loved the girl so much and
gave her everything she wanted; he gave her
an I phone 4 and also got her a diamond ring
he proposed to her with. All this got me
thinking of when I would be getting my own
diamond ring. Since he got her an Iphone 4 I
might get the new Z10! Finally, someone to
change my blackberry bold1. He also
mentioned giving her the key to his house in
Lekki when he was travelling to America to see
his parents.
My eyes were wide opened that was how I knew
that YES this guy is perfectly boxed up. I wasn't
going to let him think I was the broke one, so I
started forming for him too. I lied to him about
how rich my parents were . I started consoling
him and telling him that not all girls are the
same. Not because I pity him but common this
guy is young and rich and this kind of fresh fish
cannot slip away from my hand NO! When he
called me, I spoke with a black American accent
I learned from watching TV.
Soon we started planning our first meeting. He
asked me for how much I needed. I replied. No
thanks, I don't need your money. He sensed I
was being modest and he asked me if 100
thousand naira will be not be too small that he would give it to me when I come over. I had to look
good to impress this guy, my broke ass had
only two thousand naira. I went ahead to buy a
Brazilian weave on credit. I also borrowed thirty
five thousand naira from a friend. I made a
good meal. I got new clothes and other stuffs.
Nneka had warned me not to come back to
school if I didn't get her money.
We met. While he drove me to the undisclosed
place, I talked and laughed at his dry jokes. We
got to lekki he stopped by one of the houses, he
said he wanted to get something from his
friend. Immediately he left, his phone rang but I
didn't pick up, the fourth time the person
called I was contemplating picking when the call ended and a message came in almost immediatelt... " why you no dey carry phone. I get your message say you don pick the girl, abeg wait for me before you start to dey knack am because I wan knack am too. We go do am before you ask for her ATM card and pin oo. Since you talk say na rich girl, he mean say she go get correct money. No f~ck up oo before she go no say you be broke guy, continue to dey form fonee u hear".
I took my things, entered the next cab I
saw

………. Haaaaa BAD MARKET. What will I tell Nneka!!!

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