GIVE IT YOUR TITLE .....

“Precious come here, where do you think you are going to?” My dad screamed at the top of his voice, I became very sober, crying without any sound then i said“daddy please I want to play with my friends""
Being aware of what will happen after that statement, I continued my cry but this time in an amplified form, despite the noise I made and the sympathy I tried attracting I still got a hot spank on my head which was as smooth a wine bottle“, for what exactly" I exclaimed! I had plans on how I and my fams (so I called them) were gonna tour round the hooks and crannies of every street in our community.
“Those boys you are following are boys who don’t have good conducts? You don’t know who they really are?”
He gently fixed his arms on my shoulder, telling me to stay away from them, from that moment I knew it was time for a two hours advice. I tried to put on the serious face so he won’t really go further, back then I was very stubborn actually more than a goat.
“Okay daddy I have heard you!” My Dad thinking am going to change, didn’t know that I wanted to escape the advice chat.
Now it was time to go to the place they call "unistressity", I didn't even know what a university looked like, all I was thinking of was how I was going to get admission and enter my school, I often said to myself“ I think am going to be in level 100b , because somehow I registered late for the aptitude test" .
Surprisingly, the university was not like that, It had the rich, the poor, brains , talented and .......
“Hey what's up lil cousin “my cousin, victor who is short, with a kind of scolded face smiling somehow to me and shaking me in a kind of way I've never seen my friends do!

I replied swiftly “am good! And since am that close to him , we went out to play games , watch movies and also to flex, what I couldn't do back in the family house, now I gained freedom to do it. By this time all of my dad's pieces of advice were dead and gone to me .
However, the first year in school was a work-over, the simplest session ever even when the flexing was still dem hot and I was still happy even though the GPA scale was average all I could say too my self was “ I still have four more years to go, I can still meet up.
It came a time when my cousin told me that there was this hookup and there’s gonna be girls and party all over the town since he was my cousin , I would say “that’s my bro!”
It was time for the hookup, it was time for my cousin and I to choose the type of cloth to wear to the party, since there's going to be girls I told my cousin “ I will dress in a way that those chicks are going to notice ” victor just nodded and didn't say anything , I became scared,i overwhelmed with fear on seeing him in a black shirt and black pair of trousers,
“Bro, are you going to mourn the babes who are going to trip for me! “ I exclaimed
“Today’s going to be a day of massacre where blood shall be shed and where boys are going to be Men“ Victor replied with the kind of boldness I have never seen before and those word kept my heart beating in kiloseconds per count.
I ignored everything because he was my cousin I felt everything was secured with him. We arrived the party venue and I didn’t see any trace of girls but girls which I term unprecedented prostitutes and men full of weeds and drinks. I perceived danger cos my cousin started to mingle with rogues who I didn’t know were thieves. Victor faking his smiles then told me :
“ Bobo(as he used to call me) , I want to take you on a tour” I love touring and didn’t even think of the kind of tour we were embarking on by 2am until I discovered it was a armed robbery mission.
unfortunately for us we were ambushed by the police and in the verge of escaping my cousin was killed and I was arrested.