Her name is SHE.
She uploads her very first picture. With brooms fixed as eye lashes. And foreign clay glued to her face, glazed with Indian kerosene- makeup, which makes her whiter than her father's polished black hair.
She gets an encouraging number of likes and comments, most definitely from guys. She is happy. 'But that other competitor has more likes and comments.. I need a step up.' She thinks.
She opts for bigger mounds on her chest, and gets the cancerous silicon. She orders fakes Chinese eyes from jumia. With plastics, the length of T.V remotes, fixed to her finger nails, she thinks she is set. Then she borrows a selfie stick, poses like a disabled, synthetically disfigured and takes a shot of her pathetic self. Then we see on facebook:
pinky#panty#saturday
having.fun.with.me.
I*love*God*100%
More likes and more comments. Evidently from guys with the deceptive spirit of eve. "My sweet galaxy.. Oo heaven's gate.. U look cuter than my maternal grandmother.." Their lying tongues flutter. She is happier. She starts feeling like Kim Kardashian. She stops replying comments and messages of good friends. Yet, she is still not satisfied.
Fine pose+Fine house+Fine car=Fine picture. But her father could only afford to rent a flat, and perhaps rides a not-too-bad Peugeot wagon. She uses her synthetic disfigured body as bait for pot-bellied tycoons who do not consider a second marriage but interested in some deranged shameless females to lay and pay. She visits their homes. Takes pictures on different outfits, different duplexes, and different 2015 model cars, and feeds her facebook profile with these pictures afterwards. She gets an instreaming of likes and comments; in hundreds and thousands. She thinks she is satisfied.
Then, her momma notices the swollen feet, early mornin nausea, dizziness; and a lump in her tummy. Her fans are waiting for more pictures, perhaps taken in UAE but nothing is forthcoming. She quits school. Forgets her facebook password. Breaks her simcard. Leaves home to squat with a chemist friend to assist with uprooting the little, innocent selfie stick in her tummy.
But the quack's attempt fails. She dies.
Is 'she' just a character in my little piece?
Is this just a story?
What if 'she' is not just a character?
What if this is not just a story?
Be careful dear. Who knows, you might be 'SHE'.
COPIED

If only every ear can hear

Sometimes thats d only d medium d devil can use to destroy souls.

U tink its ordinary for a lady to under go pressure pains for a situation dat can damage her life nd soul

Dont advise them to stop but intoduce God into their lives.

lovely writeup inbtw

you know what trying to say but the story though .... who does that because of likes you paranoid little Bí.....h

OMG!! Some girls are just so dumb!






What on earth is ordinary Facebook likes and comments gonna earn one?





Do they guarantee a bright future and a fulfilled life??





Some girls really need to receive sense and wise up for real!

tell dem oh

What's the message(s) here
I sited a few but I'm not sure if that's what yer trying to get across.

er u she ni? cos u sound just like her

KingCheezyPuff:
What's the message(s) here
I sited a few but I'm not sure if that's what yer trying to get across.

You sighted a few. Phew. What more do you wantStory short... Don't be OLIVER SHE

KingCheezyPuff:
Be silent. You aren't the op.

Does it matter Receive brain in Jesus name. AMEN

KingCheezyPuff:
You had to insult me?
.....It does matter an here's why.
Only the op knows what she was trying to get across to the audience.
I can assume but I could be wrong/miss her point.
What's the harm/wrong in asking what she meant to teach me

I didn't insult you. You only assumed I did. Maybe I sounded hostile(which you prompted) but truth be told everybody needs brains... You inclusive. We all need brains just that some need brains more than some others. . Jumaat Mubarak

Nice write up

KingCheezyPuff:
You had to insult me?
.....It does matter an here's why.
Only the op knows what she was trying to get across to the audience.
I can assume but I could be wrong/miss her point.
What's the harm/wrong in asking what she meant to teach me

see gbege... Oya what's the insult

KingCheezyPuff:
You quoted the wrong post
...go read the right one an you'll find out

Once again. Receive brain and Jumaat Mubarak sister