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The Last Days At Forcados high School: A Glimpse Of The Future

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Parts 36
Time 3h 24m

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As I drifted into my own land of dreams, I was slightly pulled back by a sound coming from the door.
I didn't pay close attention and was unsure so I allowed myself let loose and get lost in the comforting state.

A rough tug on my right breast brought me back to earth. I opened my eyes only to see step dad hovering over me.

I screamed partly, because next thing I know he stuffs a handkerchief in my mouth and pins both my arms above my head.

My voice was muffled by the thick piece of cloth in my mouth and....


To all my Nigerian friends who wished they could know what happened in the future of  The Last Day of forcados High school .well there you have it. But this is from my POV ...enjoy.





        After several years of being abroad fate brings Efua back to Nigeria. Her past confronts her in a traumatic way. Will overcome these challenges or let them tear her down? 




     Jimmy has moved on with his life; having a company, dating a renowned and sexy lawyer Amaka. With all these he seemed to be at the top of his game not knowing what fate has in store for him. 





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