FRENEMY (1)
( This is a very sad story of Emelda, an undergraduate whose friend hired thugs to rape and video her after injecting her wth a drug which will make her beg for $ex).
                       Brethren, I stood on the stage and I can see people (more of my fans), jubilating and screaming words like '' The face of theatre is back, " some are shouting " bruisedpen we missed you while others scream what they know me as.
They were so excited to see me on stage again.
I mean, it's been four months since the incident.

I was known to be the motivator with the moves( yes, I dance very well), the comedian, the argumentative essay ( I wanted to be a lawyer, and you can't win me in an argument ☺️) and most importantly the sad story teller; it earned me the name #Bruisedpen.
. Guys, am multi talented an d whenever the theatre arts Dept are hosting a show, I appear more than once on the stage.
        However, it's time for sad story telling, and I shocked everyone by appearing on the stage.
They weren't expecting me
They thought I won't perform again
They thought that the incident has taken my spark away.

Today, things will go in a different way
The story am about to tell is not fictional.
I have decided to take back my shine and this is the best way to do it.
        
 When everyone were seated, six ex students ( two girls and four guys) were led in by policemen and their presence led to an uproar in the hall, the audience started cursing them but that's not why I sought for their presence.
 My therapist told me, that if I really want to let go of this trauma, I really need to tell the story while looking at them.
I really need to let my fans and the world to hear from the horse's mouth.
  Brethren, I can swear am really nervous but am pulling the bulls by the horn today.

       The M.C calmed the audience, he briefed theon why i was there and believe me everywhere was absolutely tranquil.
I guess, everyone wants to know what really happened and why.

The top officials of the dept walked in , the audience wasn't expecting them, I wasn't expecting them either.
It turned out that the HOD will be the one questioning me.

HOD: (after acknowledging everyone she faced me), Face of theatre ( that's my title) how and when did this start, Tell us everything that happened in details.
   With shaking hands, I took the might, my therapist gave me a go ahead.
I gave honor to those honor is due.
My name is Emelda chibinyerem and this is my story......

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