Onyeukwu Egwuchukwu 1 year ago

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The Lustful Desires

The lustful Desires: Why do the heathen rage and the people imagine a vain thing?

Why do the heathen rage and the people imagine a vain thing? My name is Kelvin, dad left early, and mom gave us less attention in a bid to feed me and my siblings. Every morning as the first child, I dress my siblings for school, but we won't see mom. She has already zoomed off to the market. We didn't know what prayers were all about because no one showed us. My siblings and I were always unkempt, and no one wanted to associate with such untidy, shaggy, grubby, slipshod, and scruffy fellow like us. I wanted to be like my mates.

It must have been a cursed day when a famous walked up to me and asked, "why do you always look this way"? I narrated my ordeal to him, he pitied me and wanted to help me, he told me how he gets his money, and then we became friends, of course, my looks changed I started taking money from mom's purse after all she's hustling because of us, I was spending, and everyone wanted to associate with me, I wanted to maintain that life, but mom was no more. It was after mom's death that aunty Sandra took an interest in me; she would always give me food and some money and then do funny things to me, this continued for a long time, but I got tired and ran away from aunty Sandra.

During this time I met a famous and his friends again and guess what famous owns a car and volunteered to show me the way, we started going for armed robbery until that night the famous and his friends were shot dead, I was shot on my hand, and I managed to escape the scene, maybe it was God that saved me after all, I prayed to God for quick recovery at least I have heard of him, I recovered, I was left with nothing, I needed to meet up with social demands, I was just 22 years old. So I thought to myself, since there are not many responsibilities, I can manage the little aunty Sandra gives me. I went back to my aunty Sandra who was so ready to welcome me; at this point, I could feel everything; I was getting mature cause now it was not about the money. I became a sex addict; I wanted more with aunty Sandra if she was not around; I tried it out with my kid sister. Aunty Sandra always goes out at night, which gives me the opportunity with my younger sister, and early morning she comes back and wants me to be with her. After all, we dropped out of school after mom's death.

Uncle Kunle has been so observant; uncle Kunle is aunty Sandra's neighbor; he called me that fateful night and said to me, "do you know you can make more money from aunty Sandra?" He went ahead with the plan, and we executed it; aunty Sandra wouldn't have taught her little kelvin could think of such if not, she would have been more careful; after the day's usual thing, she slept off, and I cleaned her face with the handkerchief given to me by uncle Kunle, and that was it, aunty Sandra was dead, I saw uncle Kunle remove her vital part, a week later uncle Kunle gave me some portion of the money, I thought to myself so simple?. Now I wanted more greediness.

Here I am about to be executed with my brother's head in my hand; aunty Sandra passed down her dreadful disease to me, I have also contaminated my sister, all my carnal desires landed me into troubles, what else can I do than to inform the world about what carnal desires can cause, I want to let parents know that not having money should not be a barrier in monitoring your child, I want to tell my fellow young people don't be eager for the pleasures of the world so that you don't end up like me. The police cocked their gun; Kelvin bowed his head and said, "dear Lord, forgive me for all I did to satisfy my carnal desires" gunshots were heard.