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What is purpose? Dictionary meaning explains it’s a reason for which something is created or for which something exists. Synonyms are objective, reason, and intention. What is your purpose here on earth? As for me, for the fact you’re alive and living; there’s a reason to it. And what’s that reason? I’ve heard so many people say that they are here to become successful, gain money and serve God in between, but do you really think that’s why you are created? I read a quote once and it says “the two most important days of your life is the day you were giving birth to and the day you realize why you were giving birth to, the purpose in which you were brought forth” We may say we were giving birth to because our parents needed children, yeah, I’m not disputing that fact but that’s in the physical sense. Speaking spiritually now, you were given to your parents by God for a reason apart from the fact that they needed a child and I will be explaining those reasons/ purposes ...

Chapter three I opened my door the fastest way I could, sat down on the bed and dialed Emeka's number. I was getting frustrated because that was the fourth time I had called him on that fateful Saturday.  Emeka is not like this, probably his phone is not with him, I thought. I laid down my head and thought it was best if I slept. I woke up with a jilt, cleaned my face that was dripping with sweat and turned over to where I thought I kept my phone. I swept my hands furiously on the bed looking for my phone. After a minute of thorough search, I stood up to switch on the light to check if NEPA had brought the light, faithfully they didn't fail me so I switched on the fan also. I looked up towards the direction of the clock; it was 9:30pm. "What's wrong with Emeka, why is he acting like this" I soliloquized. When the outcome was negative after checking my phone to see if I missed any call, I got afraid. Does this mean the dream I had is gradually ...

You won’t be misled, so he said, you just have to do this so you will become mature. The look on his face ensured me that he wasn’t going to leave me heartbroken just as Solomon did, ‘No he can’t’ I assured myself. Slowly I let him pull off the wrapper I was holding on to tightly and let his hand do the rest. At that moment I knew I was going to be matured, at last, no more mockery and loneliness, I was going to be a WOMAN. The first month after the experience with Emeka was the best time of my life, he made me feel love, yes LOVE, he made me know what love felt like, he supported and made me the woman I always wanted to be; the ‘girl’ all the lady eyed in the campus. I was no longer a girl, they knew that. I had tasted what they all boasted about, the best part of it was that it wasn’t just anybody, it was Emeka.  Who is there? I replied to the knock on the door, “it’s me” was what I heard and I started wondering who the fool was knocking on my door at that time of th...