Factually speaking, I have been neglecting the saying "too much of everything, is bad", and I have been tagging myself as Mr. , because people are easily persuaded by my sweet swift false stories until nemesis caught up with me ten years ago.
I was in a dire need of money for my school project because i had spent the one given to me by my father. So, i called and lied to my father that i needed twenty thousand naira for handouts and some foodstuffs, so, my dad agreed. But, i decided to lie some more and told him i was sick and i needed 5 thousand naira for drugs. My dad was scared so he decided to travel to my school without sending the money and without my notice. Unfortunately, he caught me very healthy, found so many foodstuffs in my room and discovered i had eaten my project money. He left disappointed without giving me a dime. I had to work as a labourer in a site to raise the money, and when i got home, i was seriously beaten by some soldiers assigned by my father. Since then, my life has never remained the same
