EPISODE ONE (1)
My name is MAMMANCHI but friends call me
Hardguy, you will know why they call me that as
the story goes on and am a hustler. You can call
me any name you wish to call me as we get
deep into the story.
My life basically depends on the ladies around
me. They sort out my rent, feeding and clothing.
One thing about me is that I love money. I
choose to live the life of my head. I never
wanted to be poor or broke in my life. I will
hustle by all means good/bad to make money.
Although I love money thier are certain things I
set boundaries for things like sleeping with my
gent, robbery with guns and killing someone.
Those things where off my list. You can never
find me indulging myself in such acts.
I came from a decent Christian Hausa family
from Adamawa state northern Nigeria. I am the
first child I have two other siblings.
As the first child, I took it as a mandate to make
my family proud. I promised myself to bring my
family out from the trenches. We all deserve a
sweet life. We all deserve to travel to other
countries for vacation.
My lack of empa*thy for ladies started when I
was moles*ted at the age of eight by lady way
older than me. It made me see ladies as
instruments of pleasure and a way of gaining
an income.
I was a scholarship student to one of the most
expensive boarding schools in Kaduna state
Nigeria. My life took a turn in my second year in
senior secondary ( SS2 ).
I had a girl I was crushing on, actually she was
every guys dream in my school. She came from
a rich family and she was absolutely beautiful
and gorgeous. She was very close to me in
school my friends lu*red me into asking her out.
The way she turned me down changed my life
and I swore never to love again.
She said:
” Mammanchi who gave you the auda*city to
say that rubb*sh? do you think because I talk to
you that means I like you”.
She smiled and continued:
” just because you are a fine boy with brains
doesn’t give you the right to
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say Sh|t to me. I do talk to you because of what
I gain from you. And you also gain from me I
give you money every time. So please respect
yourself don’t try this again”.
My heart was shat*tered and that was the
beginning of me been a Hardguy. The lesson I
learnt that day was never to do anything for any
girl for free is either you pay in cash or in kind.
I was never caught in any of my acts
throughout my schooling years because I was
careful and also I had this innocent face that
makes people think I can’t even kill an ant.
I had two best friends from childhood Isah and
Cynthia. We have been together since primary
school and I was the leader of our gang we did
alot of bad things during secondary school
ranging from ste*aling exams questions to
steal*ing food from the kitchen store.
My gold digging in secondary school was the
soft type. Whenever a girl brings her assignment
for me to help she must have to pay either way
she chooses.
I was the ladies favorite. Even though some had
a crush on me I told them they can’t handle me.
Some tried thier best by giving me gifts and
some to the extent of giving me thier pocket
money.
I discovered that I can gain from ladies, instead
of you spending on them they can spend on you
as long as you can find your ways around them,
I took that opportunity and made good use of it.
I hardly eat from the school kitchen I have girls
that sort my meals from breakfast to lunch and
dinner. I was living the king kinda life.
I remembered when I told Chinasa to give me
her school fees and I will tell my friends she
was my girlfriend and she did. She was later
withdrawn from school because she couldn’t
pay her school fees. ( don’t judge me yet )
I open my wings to fly. I started mingling with
the SS3 babes most of them liked me and they
treated me like a son. ( school son )
It was not until my school mum promised me 5k
if I agree to see her in a particular spot at night. I
got to the spot Earlier than her. She came and
started touching. As of then I didn’t know much
about *ex but after that day it became our
regular knacking spot and that was when I knew
I was mole*sted at an early age.
It continued till I graduated it was more like a
source of income to me and I saw it as an
opportunity to be amongst the big boys in
school and in my hood back home. I was
always on cash and gifts kept coming in.
After secondary school I was already a boss on
my own lane. I and my friends applied for same
university and two of us got admitted ( Cynthia
and I ) to same university, while my guy Isah got
admitted to another university.
THE JOURNEY IS JUST STARTING
