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This is a thread. A story of a student and her journey through university. This is based on a true story. Try not to cry. Hold back the tears. Here it goes: So, after all her struggles through senior high school, she passed and gained admission to the university of her dreams
She was so excited to see the next stage of her life unfold right before her eyes. She was young and clueless like most of us. The feeling you get when you see you r name in the admission list is just inexplicable. You’re not just happy for succeeding but also happy to escape.
An escape from your name being called 6000 times at home. A divine escape from all the ears and eyes of your family monitoring your every move. An escape from every known restriction. She was finally an adult waiting to go live her life on her own terms. Everything was good
This is a picture of her. She looked so perfect in her outfit. She was ready to conquer the world but wanted to first explore it to find out what the “college” life was all about. She forgot why she studied so hard in the face place. Her mind was clouded with her own foolishness.
A semester passed and this was her. I know right? They had eaten her “saaa!” but not “paaah” just “saaah”. You know how these uni boys get:
“Hey, what’s your name? Ei you’re fine oo. I’ll pass by your room later. Do you have stew?” She fell for lines like that. A year later :
“Hey, what’s your name? Ei you’re fine oo. I’ll pass by your room later. Do you have stew?” She fell for lines like that. A year later :
I feel these pictures are telling the story so I won’t say much. That’s her. Scroll up and compare. Next frame is what happened a year after.
At this point, you already know what’s up. Asei! Biibiaa ay3 basaaa 
she thought breaking the heart of boys by sleeping around would make her “a bad bitch” but it came with a price. It made some places wider. I need you to scroll up and compare it to when she was so innocent.
she thought breaking the heart of boys by sleeping around would make her “a bad bitch” but it came with a price. It made some places wider. I need you to scroll up and compare it to when she was so innocent.
This is her on her graduation day. I know there are probably lessons to learn from this story but I don’t know. Also, I lied. It’s not a true story. It crossed by mind right after I ate my oranges so... 
