The Confessions Of A Teenager

EPISODE 1 My name is johnpaul.You may be wondering why i want to take my life to end it all.yes,i have made up my mind to take my life,to be free. To be free from everything. The pains and the shame. Some certain circumstances in this world has made me a changed person. A changed person on the evil side. I am going to tell you how it all began. My problem began the day my father brought home a fourteen-inch television set, and a video disc player that was silver coloured. I was ten years old, about leaving primary school.I was happy,knowing that we now have a television in our house,though my father didn’t allow us watch the television most of the time. “go inside and read your books”he always said. I once heard kenneth whisper to kelvin”he would soon leave for one of his business trip.we shall see if he will carry the television with him” Our father returned from a business trip only a month ago and everyone knew he would soon embark on another business trip. I wondered when he would put and end to those business trips of his . After dad left for his business trips we were already used to, the two pieces of electronics became Kenneth’s property. He was the first child of the family. He knew how to operate the TV and VCD-player so well as though he worked in the factory where they were manufactured. In no time, Kenneth and Kelvin who is also my elder brother, started bringing home movies which were mostly Hollywood movies we commonly called “American films.” After dinner every evening, they would slot the disc in and we all would sit down and watch the pictures on the screen like faithful believers listening to the pastor. Only Kenneth, Kelvin and Osarugue, my only elder sister, sat on the dirty brown sofas we had then. The rest of us pinned our soft buttocks to the hard floor. …………… But i never knew what was coming my way. To be Continued.... [hr] [color=orange]LINKS TO AVAILABLE EPISODES[/color] EPISODE 2 [SCROLL DAWN] epsode 3 epsode 4&5 epsode 6&7 LAST EPISODE

EPISODE 2 I have seven siblings from two mothers and one father. My father married my stepmother after my mother was unable to give birth to a child after six years of marriage. As if controlled by some external spirit, my mother took in few months after my stepmother was brought home by my father. However, my stepmother was already pregnant. Kenneth my eldest brother was born by my stepmother before Osarugue, my sister, was born. Kelvin came next from my stepmother’s womb, and then I did from my mother’s. My mother took over the baton completely by giving birth to two other children -Victory and Nosa- giving her a perfect number of two males and two females. My stepmother balanced the equation by giving birth to a set of female twin twelve years after I was born. Father was hardly ever at home while I was growing up, and even up till now, he is rarely at home. He spent more time away doing business than taking care of us at home.life was sweet. Really sweet,playing with my brothers and sisters. People said polygamous homes are not peaceful but our own home broke that theory.We lived in peace that strangers can never notice the home was polygamous. They always allowed us play anything we wanted to.They never had time to follow us around or spy on us since they were always busy breaking melon and should i say gossiping. Our father only spent four days in a month with us, until recently he increased it to six days. He claims he is doing his best to ensure we have a good life. I never had time to be with my dad,to know and learn things from him,just like other children. I appreciate his efforts though, but it is unwise to shop a shoe for a foot that has been cut off from the body. From one movie to another, the TV became irresistible. Sometimes, we would watch movies up till midnight before my stepmother would send us out of the living room like tenants owing rent. …….. To be continued....

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EPISODE 3 We never got tired of watching the television except maybe when ‘Mr Sleep’ came calling; and we never stopped cursing the National Electric Power Authority(NEPA) whenever they put a period in our adventure by cutting power supply. I enjoyed the movies so much and was fascinated by almost everything in the movie: the enchanting voices of the actors, the perfectly- made faces of the actresses, the action, and of course, the scenes where the actors and actresses kissed, and the rare sex scenes. Although I was just a ten-year- old kid, I enjoyed the sex scenes so much and always looked forward to them. A movie where the actors and actresses never kissed or made love ended up very disappointing to me. I knew it was wrong for me to enjoy such a pleasure, but I could not bear th e pain of not savoring it. I always pretended to look away or cover my eyes when such scenes were on scenes were on just to make my elder ones believe I was still a good boy, but I had a way of still seeing what was going on on the TV screen. I always wondered why my elder siblings never fast- forwarded those scenes, or removed the movie completely since they hammered always that such scenes were not good for our viewing. Day after day, viewing such scenes in several movies, I could not help but get overwhelmed with the unclothedness of total strangers. My mothers never knew the kind of movies we fed our virgin eyes with. They spent their evenings peeling melon seeds and gossiping. Whenever I got to be alone in the house, I would slot in the disc just like Kenneth always did and would speed it up to the scenes where the actors and actresses kissed or made love. It was not difficult learning how to use the remote control. I would mute the TV, sit close to it and bath in the pleasure emanating from the scene into my body. It was enthralling then, but now I have realized that I was feeding myself with a poisoned chalice. So, as every day passed by, I could not stop thinking of people making love. Every night on the cold mat I slept then in my mother’s room, the Unclad bodies of those I bad seen in the movies would run through my mind and I wanted more daily. I remained a good boy to everyone, but I was healing dirt deep within. Even while in class, I was always thinking about the sex scenes in the movie of the previous night. Unclad pictures were running through my mind all the time. I knew I was into a deep mess, but I loved it. If I had known then that a little leaven leavens the whole lump, I would never have smelt the leaven in the first place.

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EPISODE 4 I have been like a lizard that wants to stop falling from the coconut tree, but ends up climbing the same tree over and over again. I had my first encounter with real Indecency when I was in Junior Secondary School One (JSS 1). My classmate, Buchi, was the first in a class of thirty students to own a phone. Rumour had it that his brother abroad sent him the phone. It was a blue Nokia camera phone. Being a close friend of Buchi, I wasted no time in befriending his phone. I fell in love with the soccer game in the phone because I had always loved football. Back in Primary School, I was an addict of football although just as a spectator. Being so thin like a fountain pen and feeble like pumpkin leaves, I never got the opportunity among the big boys in class to show to every one that I could teach Ronaldinho how to dribble pass an entire team and score a goal without a drop of sweat coming out of the body. The only strength I had back then in primary school was my brain and nothing else. My teachers always said I had in brains what I lacked in size. I always wished the opposite. Being an intelligent student, it was no huge task coming top in class, although I barely read. Toping the class gave me a good fate. I did not get beaten up by the big boys, and I did not get to receive lessons from the angry- looking canes of the teachers. I was practically exempted from all forms of punishments. I carried my brain to secondary school, so with the respect. Although Buchi prized his phone with the value of gold, and allowed no fingers except his to touch it, I was an exception. He always gave it to me whenever I asked for it. He was not doing that because he was a nice person. He always did that so he could earn the right of bombarding me with questions during examinations. With the phone in my hands, I always had a great time with PES soccer game in it. Even while a teacher was busy forcing some strange things into our little heads, I would be busy defeating Real Madrid in a soccer game,with either chelsea or manchester united.I loved the way drogba always scored goals unlike other players,so i always positioned him at the center foward as my favorite striker,despite having anelka too. “Johnpaul!!!”That was the harsh voice of our integrated science teacher.I quickly raised up my head only to find all eyes on me.It then dawned on me that he must have been calling my name for long.I had quickly hidden the phone inside my thug.My thug was a thight one and so i knew it wouldn’t fall.If he decides to search me,he wont touch that area,except he had other intentions. “What were you doing?”he asked. I quickly stood up,holding my forehead like someone who needed money contribution for help. “Sir,i have a very serious headache”i lied,making my face like a dying person. Buchi knew what happened. He gave me the “if anything happens to my phone”look. Our teacher pardoned me,knowing i was a good student. Buchi didn’t stop giving me the phone. This continued for weeks until I mistakenly entered a place in the phone,where i never should have entered. To be continued

I entered into a folder in Buchi's phone that contained different types of videos. There were the popular michael jackson's videos as well as other videos. I enjoyed the dance steps from michael jackson. I also found different movies on the phone. "Buchi is really enjoying o.i wish this phone is mine"i thought. I continued exploring the videos until i saw one video.I pressed play and i started.It was a sex video.As i watched it,my heartbeat increased.It was very much different from the sex scenes on movies we watched at home.This one showed everything.The boy and the girl in the video were unclad.As i watched the video,i felt some kind of impulse.I later discovered the phone had enough of such videos. While classes were going on,i was always busy watching porn movies.Atimes,iused earphones to watch them and when i do,i feel more pleasure than watching it without volume at all. I started drifting away from my studies.I never listened to the teacher anymore because i was busy watching bad videos from Buchi's phone. One day,i pleaded with Buchi to give me the phone so i could take him home.I actually want to watch the sex videos very well without any disturbance from anybody.But he bluntly refused.He reminded me of how he never allowed anybody touch the phone but he always gave it to me each time i asked for it. "Its because you are my friend.that is the reason why i do give you my phone in school"he said but i knew it was something more than that.He wouldn't want me to pay deaf ears to his inceasant whispers during exams.I wonder if he ever read his books at all. "Please let me take it home only for today"i pleaded again but he refused,saying he might miss an important call.Though we knew nobody would call him. When i got home that day,my elder siblings were not at home and there was light.I was happy.I sent away my junior siblings to go and play while i switched on the television and V.C.D I brought out the movie FORBIDDEN FRUIT and slot it in.I enjoyed the movie whenever i was alone.I fastforward the conversation places and stopped it at the place i was expecting.The love scenes.My mothers never interfered into the movies we watched.They had no time.I was enjoying the movie but my joy was short lived when i heard the voice of my elder brother around the compound.I quickly removed the movie and switched off everything. I felt sad.It was then that the thought of stealing money to buy a phone came into my mind.I needed to own a phone so i can watch any video i wanted to watch at anytime. That night,i sneaked into my step mother's room to steal the (meeting) money that was under her care.She was the treasure of her age grade meeting. I knew what i did was wrong but i already made up my mind to purchase my own phone the following day with the help of buchi. But i never knew i was making a mistake.

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EPISODE 6 I knew it was very wrong of me to steal the money.I knew fully well that the money belonged to people and i equally knew she would suffer for it.I counted the money in a secret corner of the house. It summed up N20,000. I smiled.I couldn't wait to meet up with Buchi so he could help me get the most anticipated phone. I got to school very early that morning but Buchi wasn't in school yet.I fidgeted as i scanned the students trooping in,in twos and in threes.I was searching for Buchi.I waited in vain that morning for him but he was nowhere to be found. I was afraid of loosing the money.Most of my classmates were good criminals.And moreover,i wouldn't like any of my teacher to find out i had such an amount of money with me.They must surely report me to the school and to my parents if they do,and that means trouble for me. It was after the morning assembly that Buchi came.I wondered why he came late.It was unlike him.I called him aside. "Buchi please i need your help.I want to buy a phone"I told him. He looked at me suspiciously. "Don't you know it requires money?"he asked. "I have it.i have the money with me.let us go now"i replied.I could read the suprise and confusion written all over him. "how did you get the money?"i heard him ask. "I have been saving it for long"i lied. "How much is it?"he asked. "N20,000.i hope it will be enough"i said. He nodded like an agama lizard. We set out of the school that morning,though classes were on. We took a bike down to a place where phones were sold. I bought buchi's type of phone.It cost me 16, 000.I never knew the phone could be that expensive. Buchi taught me how to transfer something from one phone to another.He was the first person that taught me how to use what he called bluetooth.I transfered all the pornographic movies and pictures from his phone into my own phone.I was happy. I watched the s.ex videos with great pleasure.I always hid the phone from everybody. I only brought it out whenever i was in a secluded place. Few days later,my step mother called us all to ask if any of us took money from her room.Everybody said no.I had to say no too.She was crying,searching for the missing money all over her room.She explained that the women wanted to buy new wrappers for the august meeting and so,they needed the money under her care. I felt sorry for her.I didn't know what the poor woman would do. As i watched and enjoyed the porn videos,i felt the urge to try out some of those things i have been watching.I felt an inner power pushing me to pratice what i have been watching WATCH OUT FOR EPISODE 7

EPISODE 7 The urge and pressure to practice what i see in the video increase with each passing hour i couldn't it resist anymore. I couldn't stand it any more. I was at home one certain day when Amaka,a girl in our street came to deliver a message to my own mother but unfortunately,she wasn't around.My elder siblings were not around too.The junior ones were playing outside the compound. "Is there any message for her?"i asked amaka who made to leave,since whom she came looking for was not around. "Don't worry i will come back again for her"she said.The urge started again because i was actually watching the videos before she came.I felt like grabbing her,to practice what i have been watching with her.As she made to leave,i held her hand.I knew she didn't understand. "what?"she asked. I laughed"nothing"i said. This continued happening to me. Three years passed and i was thirteen.It was at this stage that my friends taught me how to talk to a girl to have her as a girlfriend. I followed every step they gave me and got myself one.It was with her that i started pratising the things i do watch both on the television and on the phone. I brought home pornographic videos to watch each time i was alone.Nobody ever noticed.I learnt how to use the internet.Each time i logged into the internet,i visited site that contained adult materials. I became so addicted to pornography.My brain was filled with naked pictures.My imaginations and everything.My academic performances depreciated to the core. I knew i was in a serious trouble.I couldn't concentrate on anything else apart from the porn videos. It happened that one day in the church,i almost disgraced myself.I saw a girl who was not properly covered.She looked like one of those girls in the bad films i watch.My mind started telling me to go closer to her.I stood up and started going.I was few steps away from her when my senses came back to me.Then i realised i was in the church.Everybody was seated while i was standing.I saw pairs of eyes on me.I bent down to look at the ground as if i actually came to inspect something there.Then i went back to my seat. The urge to have sex increased in me.I couldn't stay a day without thinking about it. I knew i brought this problem upon myself and i didn't know of how to stop.I was deeply addicted and i never imagined if i can ever break free from it. One of my major problems came like a rude shock to me the day i saw a woman dragging her daughter to our compound,shouting "You are useless.you are a disgrace.you must show me who impregnated you today" I Knew i was in serious trouble.It was my handwork.And to worsen everything,my mothers and siblings were around.My father too who returned few days ago was around too. I felt like disappearing but it was too late because i saw the girl pointing at me. "He is the one"she said WATCH OUT FOR THE FINAL EPISODE

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EPISODE 8 The final episode "He is the one"The girl said again pointing at me.I was too dumbfounded to speak.I couldn't believe this was happening. "He impregnated you"her mother asked pulling her hair. The poor girl nodded as she cried out in pain. I stole a glance at my father and found him looking at me.Other eyes were also on me. "Who?"i heard myself ask chika,the girl in question. "You you.you did it.that day you took me to the bush close to the school"Chika explained firmly. I was so ashamed of myself.I knew she was telling the truth but i must never admit it. "what is going on here?"my father asked asked harshly as if he was just coming out. "Didn't you hear what my daughter said? Your useless son impregnated my daughter"Her mother fumed. My father couldn't believe it.He thought it was a joke all this while. "Johnpaul!"my dad called.I turned to look at him with fear. "Is it true?"he asked. I shook my head negatively. I had to do that.I didn't know what will become of me if i accepted. "You are lying.go and look for who impregnated you"my mother cut in,referring to chika. ***.::::.*** The doctor handed the test results over to my father.I knew the test will find me out.At first,i had refused to come to the hospital but he forced me.My father almost beat the living daylight out of me. Chika had to come with us.Her mother said the child must never be aborted.I was full of shame.I couldn't bear the thought that i now am going to have a child soon.I equally knew some people would address her as my wife. After that incident,i started thinking of a way to break free from what i was addicted to.The more i tried to stop,the more i indulged in it.It had sunk into my blood.I had come to see why drug addicts can not break free from drug.The more you try to stop,the more the urge increases. I had stop schooling.I couldnt face the shame at school anymore. Few months after chika delivered the child,another trouble came calling as another woman came with her daughter.She claimed i had impregnated her and i knew she was telling the truth. Keneth and kelvin were still single.Osaruguewas still single but i have two girls or should i say wives under my disposal. My life turned upside.I molested almost every girl that came my way. I hated myself.I tried everything to break free from the problem i was into but all trials to no avail . . . That was how it happened and now i have no other option than to end my life.I was tired of the shame i always got into.I must hang myself and it has to be this nigh.Nobody can stop me.My two victims has gone to sleep.The clock on the wall made me realise its 11.20pm. I took the rope and set out to fulfil my mission. I had tied the rope to the tree branch somewhere around the compound.As i made to put the rope on my neck,i heard my father running to me,shouting in the darkness of the night. Soon,i saw my mothers and siblings coming.My father's shouting must have woken them up. I started crying.I explained everything that has been happening to me to them,right from the day the television was brought into our house.I never knew my step mother would forgive me for stealing her money. My father blamed my mothers for everything while they blamed him in return for not always being around. My father told me that they all loved me and would be sad if they lost me. He told me he would help me get over my problems.I prayed his strategies works.I want to be free someday.Physically,mentally and emotionally.I want to look at the opposite sex and not feel guilty.I want to log into the internet without visiting porn sites.I want to be free. I believe my father would help me.And i also believe God will also play a part to rescue me. THE END Did you enjoy the story?

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