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Hotsaint
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Location: NIGERIA
 

August 13th, 2017, 3:31 am

SLAY QUEEN
I wanted it all
I forgot you cannot have it all.
I wanted to be a child of God and at the same time I wanted to be like the rest.
But one always prevailed.
It got to a point that I had to choose one and I chose what seemed right to me.
"After all, I am still young" I thought.
I wanted it all.
Nothing seemed enough for me.
The more I got, the more I needed.
Looking through my Instagram account made the desire to get it all intensify.
I saw the pictures.
The poses.
The clothes.
I loved them all.
I wanted to be as beautiful as the people I saw.
I wanted the 'likes'.
I wanted the comments.
I wanted the followers.
I desired the clothes.
Thinking about it now makes me realize how stupid I was.
I got the money for clothes and good phones with a quality camera through unclean means.
My life online was different from my life in reality.
I became so popular.
Before I knew it I had various nudes and half Unclad pictures.
I sold my body for popularity.
Can you believe it??
I grew older though.
I was going through my profile one day and something struck me..
"What am I getting from this?".
I decided to put an end to it.
I decided to go back to my Maker.
I started living the life I was living before.
It's been five years now.
I got a good job.
I am comfortable.
I have a fiance.
A godly one.
We are getting married soon.
I am so happy.
"Everything is fine."
At least that's what I thought.
One day I received a call from my future father-in-law to come over..
I thought he wants to talk about the wedding coming up.
I went there immediately but as I entered.
The smile on my face turned to a frown.
I realized the atmosphere was tense.
I looked to my right and saw my fiancee glaring at me with a phone in his hand.
Before I could ask what was wrong he was screaming in my face and shoved the phone in my hand.
"Why the hell have I been seeing your breasts all day?!!!!!!!"
I suddenly could not breathe.
The silence was deafening.
My mother-in-law was giving me "the looks".
My father-in-law kept staring at me in a scary calm way.
My fiance was looking at me coldly.
The atmosphere became more tense.
"Well, won't you speak for yourself?, Iyawo wa" my mother-in-law said with mockery and disdain laced especially in the last two words.
"I cannot believe my past caught up with me
I should have told him.
Why did I not delete my account
How in the world did he even see it, it's been five years"
This and many more were the thoughts running through my mind but I knew I had to talk.
I opened my mouth and answered the question my fiance asked me earlier.
"I wanted to be a slay queen"
Note: For those who are not Yoruba
Iyawo wa means "Our wife"
It is often used by those from the husband's family to call their daughter-in-laws.
Thank you for actually reading this.
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August 13th, 2017, 6:07 am

Message passed. Hope our young naïve girls will listen.
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Location: Kaduna
 

May 8th, 2021, 2:34 pm

Slay mamas dai
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