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I wrote this poem when I was 15! I fell in love. However, it wasn't the lovey dovey kind that you know. It was a painful kind of love that was so complicated for my juvenile mind.

Have you ever wondered why most people gravitate towards good looking folks? I mean why everyone swoons around them? It's basic. It's because they look good and everyone likes good stuff. The popular saying suggests that, Looking good is good business. This is true because it makes people pay attention to you. So,  whether they love or envy you, both ways you stay fixatedly on their minds. Until one sees one's self as a brand, one might not be so persuaded to appear appealing I. e, larger than life. Looking good not only in the mirror but in people's eyes is highly essential. It's no luxury for you to desire to look good. Dang! It's your human right! So below are reasons why you should consider looking good : *By looking good, you are able to influence a lot of people. Take Nigerian actress, Omotola Jalade Ekehinde for instance, she looks good all the time thus promoted her to the diva level. Perfect posture, good looks and charisma would make people...

Everything that has a beginning must surely come to an end. The holidays were finally over. Grandma's place was even more  fun than I had anticipated. The ambience, the people, who were too busy being real and had no luxury of being fake. I met a girl, a new friend I made during my visit. She said would be attending a near-by public school as her parents couldn't afford the private School's tuition fees. I felt sorry for her and told her I would attend my school's college or better still Queens college because as a matter of fact, my Father can afford. She wished me well and hoped to see me during the next holiday.  I knew I would definitely miss my new friends and the rustic lifestyle of the place . I mean, we had a story club where we told both real and unreal stories to one another. I told of how my Father came home one day, unusually very happy that he even bought me stuffs while coming and how the happiness lasted till midnight. What really happened? My father ...