The village of ifite was perched on a small hill over looking a new express way that ran into a nearby town. It was once an abandoned road, littered with potholes, until, the commissioner for works emerged from awka. The contract for the road was awarded . Soon a shimmering expressway that turned overnight into a busy highway appeared. St. Peter's College, ifite. Was built in 1947 by an irish missionary, Revered father collins. The school moved from grass to grace. A vast undulating compound of over 70acres. The choice of enough land influencing its location in ifite. The school wore the garland of greatness in academic and extra-curricula activites, having won the state's secondary school footbal cup several times. When Tom got down from the bus, the sun was already looking down on him It burnt the enviroment dry with great intensity. Tom had waited until dismissal to sneak out of school. Mattew had proved unreliable and he decided to undertake the journey alone.
AFTER EXTENSION It was wednesday, and i went to Oil mill market in port Harcourt to get myself some hair extensions. As I walked past one old woman's "shed", a beautiful pack of hair attachments caught my eye. "Wow!" I thought." i just had to have them". Two days later, i had the extension attached to my hair. on Monday, I carried them to school. My friends loved them. After school, we were to stay for some extension classes in chemistry. We were supposed to spend an hour and 30minutes. But, it took a lot of time to explain this topic, "SALTS" We ended up closing very late (6:30pm). The friend I usually went home with had left earlier, so i ha to take a taxi home. It was so very late. I arrived at the lonely narrow path leading down to our street at about 8:30pm. It seemed I'd been caught in the traffic jam too long. I'd been out alone till this time. I started thinking about all the Nigerian horror movies I'd
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