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I have so many oh, maybe about 20, but it’s best that when I leave this world, I go with about five. So will publicly confess some since this is anonymous.
The year was 1995, I was in secondary school, I was a very stubborn boy, everyone got tired of me. I just returned from suspension for fighting and throwing the boy I fought inside a soak away pit. I closed the pit and went away without realizing the principal of the school saw me. He later rescued the boy and I met my Waterloo at the assembly.
I was surprised to find my mother (omo teacher) there, five hefty men with a bag of canes stood by her. I was called out and stripped Unclad and a hell I will never forget begun. Anyway I forgave my mum but never forgave that principal. I was such a bad boy then till God saved me and made me a new man sometime in 1998.
When I resumed I swore I will find ways to deal with this principal, I heard he was in the habit of strolling at night to look for students fu*cking in the classrooms, thank God I had a click (boys who adored me for being a demon pikin). Rumour had it that this man had some Gfs and he also uses the classrooms as a brothel.
Anyway we decided to watch him and soon we observed there was this tiny girl in JSS1 who meets this man in class, I went and met some seniors who respected me and begged them to help us get koboko with pepper and a good padluck. In those days it’s only boys who scale the Fence that could have such contraband. (I was too short to reach the fence talk less of scaling one)
On the said night, we all hid with covered faces, when the man entered the classrooms with this br3astless girl, we waited for the fool to remove all his cloths (why he did that baffled everyone). Once the action started, we rushed in and poured the pepper in his eyes, the girl ran out screaming, while we all started using the koboko. I focused on his joystick because he made them part my buttocks and flog me inbetween my yansh (who does that).
The man kept shouting while we kept beating him, in order for security not to come catch us there, we took his cloths and rushed out while padlocking the door behind us.
Some sets of students have already been sent earlier to wake his wife in the staff quarters, I returned to the hostel with my goons (was not a cult oh).
We woke up to hear the news that the principal is locked Unclad in a classroom and he can’t explain how he got there, thanks to the big padluck we used. The man kept trying to explain to his wife who insisted the door not be broken down how he was kidnapped.
I will confess the remaining 14 before I reach the age of 90. Need to make heaven and leave my secrets on earth here.
By anonymous
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