Steven'zworld.

Title: The Stranger Author:   Harlan Coban Published : 24 March 2015 Genre: Mystery Add on Goodreads:   The Stranger The Blurb The Stranger appears out of nowhere, perhaps in a bar, or a parking lot, or at the grocery store. His identity is unknown....

Falling Really Mark?" Coming from you, that's a low blow. I am eternally greatful for the good deed you did for me but you don't own me. I love you so much but am working. I can't afford to loose everything I have worked for all because you catching some feelings. Am catching feelings?' Jesus Sarah.Who the hell are you?. Few months back and you won't have had the boldness to utter those words to me. You know what, am out of here. Have fun with your work. Mark, am sorry..Please come back. We could figure this out. There is nothing to figure out. When the real Sarah shows up, give me a call. Boiling hot with anger beyond measure, he got up to take his leave thereby leaving behind a trail of broken glasses and wine bottles in his path. Excuse me Ma, someone has to pay for those items damaged, the Waiter cried out. Not to worry. This should cover the bill. She brought out some hundred dollar bills. Keep the change. She smiled while walking out t

Falling The new job was twice as demanding as her previous one but the benefits outweighed the pain. She thought to herself. A bumper salary, an apartment and a health care plan fully covered. Not to mention the official car. Thank you Mr Steven for been a pervert. Apparently, you are a life saver. Working on weekends was a myth. Those fairy tale stories told round a camp fire made only to scare the little folks. But this wasn't a made up tale. The number of times she had slept in the new apartment could be counted on both hands. Am in hell. She mumbled under her breath. A good one though. At least I get to see heaven once in a while. Oh no; Fuck shit. The dinner with Mark. Am so dead. When last did I see him?" Can't even remember. This must certainly be the wedge that drives relationships apart. Two hours and counting, Mark had patiently been staring into space at the new dinner plaza at Bullivard Rd. May I get you another bottle of wine Sir?,The Chap

My creative skills has been getting rusty lately. I tend to over think things. Write them down as it comes to your head Steven. That way you have no need to put yourself into a comma. But no. I need to be precise, I need to be in control of every detail. By the way, am Uyi. But Steven sounds really awesome so am sticking to it. Grew up in a very noisy neighbourhood. I guess that's one reason I can't stand quite houses and estates..Just give me a gun please or put me out of my misery in any way you deem fit. I have less friends (they practically can be counted with both hands).Makes me feel like am a spy or a covert secret agent with trust issues..So cool. Am totally a sucker for girls by the way but for some very strange and awkward reasons, I get really shy when graced with one of these creatures. Except when dared. Some beast(am allowed to call it that) just pops out to prove some dumb shit. Back to the reason why this write up is been created. What really is th

Celine Dion Celine Dion led hundreds of mourners in an emotional final farewell to her late husband René Angélil on Friday. The heartbroken singer elegantly dressed in a black full-sleeve dress and a long black veil managed to maintain her composure for the touching ceremony remembering the showbiz manager at the Notre-Dame Basilica in Old Montreal. She was joined by her three children. Older son René Charles, 14, escorted his elderly grandmother Thérèse, 88, into the service,while Celine walked in gripping the hands of her twin five-year-old sons Nelson and Eddy, A huge number of well-wishers also gathered for the 'national funeral' service - filling the aisles of the church and the area outside. A national funeral is the closest a non-politician can get to a state funeral in Canada and is in-part paid for by the government. The couple are so popular in the province and the country at large that Angélil and his grieving wife were offered the highest honor. Also i

Andy Murray Andy Murray's father-in-law Nigel Sears collapsed at the Australian Open - just weeks before his daughter Kim is due to give birth. Sussex-based Sears, 58, fell ill during the third round match between Ana Ivanovic - who he coaches - and Madison Keys today. He was treated by paramedics in the stands and then stretchered away with his shirt off and attached to an oxygen tank. He is understood to have been conscious and alert as he was taken to hospital. Murray was unaware of what had happened as he was playing on a neighbouring court. He was informed after his match by his mother Judy and appeared to walk straight out of the stadium. Murray's team were kept abreast of developments but with Sears seemingly fine, did not feel the need to communicate the news to him. When he left the court following his 6-2 3-6 6-2 6-2 victory against Portugal's Joao Sousa, he was pulled aside by his mother and then seemed to leave the stadium.

Fast Selling Novel Titled Falling. It has been four solid months since Sarah quit her job. Life took a giant fall with no cushion to support the crash. One more week and she would be evicted from the small apartment she called home. For a girl who believes unicorns exists and there is a big guy upstairs staring down at his creatures try to make something out of life, this was turning into a nightmare really fast. Mark had always been a reliable figure: at least during this trying period of her life. You know, getting you a job isn't really difficult if you would just let me.It just so happens that my dad's company is looking for a person which such skill sets you possess.I would have claimed the job to myself but my girlfriend needs it more. Mark, you know how I depise a handout.It makes me look weak and dependable. And I hate feeling dependable. I know you stubborn and I love you for that but right now, you barely have options. Okay Mark. You are a life saver

Charity Lately, I have been stuck in thoughts. Deep thoughts to be precise. Not knowing fully what to do, where to go and what lies just meters ahead of me. Just quite recent, I stumbled on one magazine. For clarity sake, the name would be provided. *VENTURES* It depicts the elite class of individuals who are so blessed financially that one could confidently use the word Billionaires and not bat an eyelid of being wrong. Going through this piece of evidence was an eye opener to a lame man engulfed with visions of reaching those said heights. I have often wondered how possible one could amount such vast wealth. From a single retail shop?' or an idea given birth to in the garage of one's tarted apartment. Would I ever be one someday?" Have I ever gotten such mind blowing ideas that could push me through my ladder without the worries of loosening my footings. We all have our talent(I have been told). That one thing that makes you come alive and separates yo

Stop it sir. I would scream right now if you don't let me go. Go ahead. No one would come to your aid. This is my company and I would do exactly what I want. With no warning at all, he grabbed her top and tore the buttons off. Why on earth would you hide such a gorgeous body under those thick clothes?" Nevermind. This should be fun. The thought of having an older man force his way on her just made her sick. Rather than been scared and filled with tears, she was boiling hot with anger. Here is a man she had trusted with her past. Being fully aware of the reasons she left home has decided to be just like those heartless men. Not even thinking of her next action,she grabbed the frame picture sitting on the desk and slammed it on the head of Mr Steven. Rolling on the floor now, she took one quick run to the door and unlocked it. You fired! You hear me?" I never want to see your face in this company ever again. He screamed in pain. I would never bother coming b

I am a believer I am a truth seeker2 An open mind Has always been the best policy Complete fairness I crave for Being just has been the pillars I lean on Those ideas doesn't count anymore The truth never sets you free My world is in ruins My beliefs has been shattered Not sure of the next step Hatred from every corner Not one friend can be trusted I stood for peace I screamed for justice Equality in all ramifications Now they seek my soul They can't stand my words They can't stand the truth I am being hunted down My words burns their hearts I can only find shelter in ruins

Fast Selling Novel Titled Falling. Just recently, I was thinking of the perfect candidate I could leave this business to. And since you have shown more determination and hardwork than any other employee, it is only right you get to have it. Looking dumbfounded like the keys to the world had just being handed to her, she could barely contain the joy oozing out from the very core of her soul.Thank you very much Sir. This is huge. Still not done miss Sarah. Am so sorry sir. Please forgive my manners. Hands now placed on her thighs, he continued speaking. Not to worry. No offence taken. You see miss Sarah, was going through my records and I noticed you took quite an extensive number of days off with a less convincing reason to back it up. That can't be good for an employee being considered to take over. Nevertheless, that simple error can be discarded if you truly want this Job. Absolutely sir. Am ready to prove my worth to you and everyone involved. That's really go

I have seen a lot of this thread created but never believed I would experience it firsthand.. Is true that this is a very small world and our past keeps track of us even if we have no idea. Am going make this really brief mainly because I never thought it would happen. In 2014, I was robbed(picked-pocket) to be precise on my way to buy petrol for my gen..This dude came up to me and acted like we knew each other way back. Of course I had no idea who this mad man was but since the environment was a little bit crowded, I felt no need to make a fuse. So I humbly told the guy to free me. Been the tush boy I was from covenant uni, screaming, yelling and any form of rebellion had been stripped from me.. Totally forgetting my iPad(mini) was in one of my back pockets, my wallet and fone in the next, I was getting angry that this tout was still insisting he had seen me before. Before i could say jack, I was been held by the waist and dragged from one point to the another by this p

Having Faith But they should let you in.its just two marks. Am sorry Sir, we don't do things like that here..We stand for integrity. How happy was I to hear that. My eyes still on Sandra, I could only think of how sorry I was for her.Now she has to go find a uni or wait an extra year. Here comes her parents.Hope they react not too bad as mine did. Sandra how was it?.How did you perform??.. I scored 98% mom and did the oral interview. They said they needed a recommendation letter from daddy. Then what are you waiting for?. Get a sheet of paper.can I borrow your pen please.That question thrown to my sister's husband.How ironic. See the girl you talking to, she passed.98% for that matter.The next words coming out of his mouth. What???....she passed???...still not able to close my mouth.Now I truly feel sad.At the verge of bursting into real tears. Why would she let me blab on and on about failing with pride.She must be thinking am now one dull boy who couldn

Fast Selling Novel Titled Falling. Back at Steven's, Sarah tried her best to conceal the excitement yearning for expression from all the hidden spots in a human body. Who would have guessed, just a while ago, running away from home was the best option she could afford. The zeal to get out of that lawless town  where everything went wrong and all humans were insane only gave her strength to move on. The thought of Alice could only bring tears to her eyes. Clinching tight to the locket giving to her by a one time best friend, she thought of only the best memories they both shared. Now wiping the tears from her eyes, she could only imagine. Time seems to fly when you having fun. Sarah, would you mind coming into my office?" Mr Steven called out from the telephone on her desk. Having not the slightest clue of what the urgent call might be,she brought herself back to reality and hurried into his office. You wanted to have a word with me sir? Of course. Please sit

Fast Selling Novel Titled Falling. The next few days were made in heaven. It was not like any she had experienced. Mark lying next to her with arms wrapped perfectly round her curvy hips, time should stop right here and now. She jokingly entertained the thought. With lips pressed together, he couldn't stop staring at her. Is anything wrong Mark? You tell me miss Sarah. How did I end up this lucky?" Am in bed with the most beautiful creature I have had the pleasure of knowing. Skin so soft, lips dipped in honey. Body carved to perfection, i should paint you naked right here and now, That way, I get to stare at you all day while longing for your touch. Stop it Mark. She quickly looked sideways trying to hide that little Joy bursting from every pore on her face. We both know you have had your fair share of models and beauty Queens. I highly doubt it that I could upstage any one of them you have been with. I hate to play the role of being innocent but right this

The law of attraction is one wicked weapon. Whatever you wish for in one's mind has a way of coming into existence. Folks, You need to see me clicking on answers like they were one delicate egg that could crack at any point in time. Going through a question twice, even thrice just to be sure I picked the right answer. Are you done??..You could click on the submit button and your score would appear immediately. No thanks.Am not ready to force my fate yet.Let the time run itself. Is there an Uyi here??..Yes please. Am sorry. You scored forty-eight(48%).Just two marks shy from the cutoff mark.You would have to go home now.Do try again next year. Boy was I sad.But It was nothing I wasn't prepared to hear.but 2marks?.that's something. Heyy..Mind if we walk together?. One of the female applicants called out.Not a problem. Am Sandra. You??..Steven please. Tell me Steven, how badly would you like to be here. To be honest, am really not a fan. I plan of going to Ama

You should see how I rebelled. I have been deprived wearing of Jean and phone back in my secondary school not to mention the ultimate prize.Casting my eyes on a woman.Now they want me to go to a school where am allowed to look but dare not to touch [my definition of torture]. All tantrums thrown by me could not swerve the decision to my favour. What more can a brother do than purposely fail the exam. That's how I found myself on the next flight to lagos. Since I couldn't get into Uniben, I Was allowed to pick a second choice which was Amadu Bello University. The drive to be far away from home and be closest to my Kilishi meat was all I needed. Preparation was not easy. Uyi go read your books, Uyi, Covenant University is not beans. better leave the T.V and the computer alone.Infact, let's have your phone.You would get it when you have finally written the exam. O boi, even for my Waec, Neco, GCE Waec, GEC Neco, TOEFL and SAT[and Yes. I wrote all the exams known.s

CHAPTER TWO! The next morning was not like any other she had woken up to. A tingly sensation of pain had filled her head and her hands were both numb. Is this really what people go through when they are hungover? She mumbled to herself.Remind me not to have more than a glass of wine again. But the thought of Mark never slipped her mind for once.Even in her state, she could hear his deep smooth voice at the back of her head.His strong touch and all the body heat she once craved for. Get over yourself Sarah.She smacked herself into reality. It was only a one night thing and he was very drunk. Won't be a surprise if he didn't remember who I was next time. The morning went slowly than expected.Bussiness at mister Steven's wasn't booming as usual. She glanced at her watch. Oh my God. Am so late to class. Mr Futch won't take this lightly on me. There was something scary about Mr Futch that made her jump out of her skin whenever his name was mentioned. He remind

I have had numerous of challenges..hell no..numerous of problems would perfectly paint the situation am in..A solid example would be like the one staring me in the face with no intention of blinking. Right from my secondary school days, I had told God two (2) things with my deepest faith I could muster as at that time. 1...I was never going to write a mock exam 2...I was going into a university where 90% of the students where totally rich....where the school fees was tremendous and u could differentiate the wealthy from the average.. Now this I should clear up...my family wasn't all that wealthy but we had everything we wanted[peace of mind in particular] I never imagined far away from earth's grip...A higher power was listening with rapt attention During my time in school in a class literally known to the world as SS2, my dad felt the nid to transfer me to a different college... I literally got vexed and decided to rebel against it.little did I know that

Hey Everyone. Let me start by saying thank you all. For your total support and daily contributions to this idea called Stevenzworld. I have written quite a number of poems now and I believe they don't suck (that much). So I decided to try my hand on something new....WRITE A NOVEL. Do take a look at the first chapter and let me know if I should stop right now before I embarrass myself any further. Thanks once again...Oh...least I forget..MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU ALL. CHAPTER ONE: Falling in love has always been sarah's dream.The thought of having the perfect man she could cuddle with every night just sends shills down her spine. For a girl who grew up a mile away from civilization, is not a surprise she has found life difficult in making new friends.Back at her hometown where laws where meant to be broken and teenage girls being raped was branded a norm, Sarah barely escaped the brutality and was forced to flee to the city at the age of nineteen. Alice her only friend

Thought a life without you was possible Hell, thought it was a run-way to freedom How much wrong could I be. You the best thing that has ever happened to me. Those gentle hands Caressing every fibre of my being You cared more than I could ever muster Always felt you were too good for me I still feel same Every time I stare into those eyes I dreaded the day I would loose you But Fear has a funny way of coming to life Eating into one's subconscious And bringing out our deepest secrets into existence Getting over you has being the hardest task in my life And I have been through so many The heart is filled of deep pits Capable of burying feelings without a trace But this heart has become shallow Memories flowing to the surface Exposing the weakness that lies within I lost you without a fight I let you go without a struggle A decision I have come to regret every passing moment But you happy now At least you seem so I

Am caught between webs Heart torn apart Feelings I can't control. Thought love was a myth A hidden truth kept from humans At least kept away from me Until you graced my presence Sitting right in front of me The air filled with your aura Breathing in your essence Has Never Been so intoxicating Your warmth oozing out with such freedom How could one not get drunk with such a gift I have to know you Draw you closer to myself Keep you in arms length And never let you leave my sight Shakespeare thought he found love He could never have been more wrong Because he never laid eyes on you.

Poems, What's the definition What ways are there to express it Shakespeare had lots to say about it And I believe I do Lost in thought Stuck in dreams I could only look for ways to tell you Am in love with you. No. Those are not the right words Too shallow Too common You deserve better I can never take you off my thoughts I can never let you out of my head You perfect You more than perfect You care so much Even when I show little I dream of nothing else Not riches Not fame Not power Just a chance to call you mine How I long for an opportunity To beat my chest And tell the world Even to those who don't care That I am blessed I have a gift A rare gem Priceless No man deserves

Power Figures    They’re all gone, the power figures, They’re all gone, the power figures, the shapers of my being. Grandparents, parents, aunts and uncles their mission for me fulfilled. Teachers, ministers, neighbors, childhood friends, lovers, even strangers that I’ve met; all of them God’s Mathematicians. Each adding, subtracting, from what I would be. Sometimes I wonder, are they softly cheering, content; or silent, weeping, ashamed of me? Harold Johnson 2015the shapers of my being. Grandparents, parents, aunts and uncles their mission for me fulfilled. Teachers, ministers, neighbors, childhood friends, lovers, even strangers that I’ve met; all of them God’s Mathematicians. Each adding, subtracting, from what I would be. Sometimes I wonder, are they softly cheering, content; or silent, weeping, ashamed of me? POEM BY HAROLD Johnson www.forums.familyfriendpoems.com/ 2015

We sat in a bar We got stinking drunk We left in my car Were both full of spunk We drove through the night Both talking some trash I ran a red light Head on was the crash I lay in the street The blood would not stop A beer by my feet Approached by a cop Body was shaking Heart dropped when he said "Ain't no mistaking Your best friend is dead." I was arrested Ass put in a cell Strength was then tested In suicide hell Very next morning Inside a Courtroom People were mourning I shared in their gloom I looked at his Mom Eyes teary and sad Her world without charm I knew she was MADD "I am so sorry Through hell I will trudge I wish it were me May God be my judge." I have no defense I'm going away Jail's one consequence I sadly must pay The price it will cost It's steep as can be I carry a Cross Too heavy for me I sit in my cell I see your son's face

Valentine For all the times I have hurt you And wasn't there to support you For all the times I failed to shine Darling, won't you be my Valentine ? For all the times I have let you down And all the times I made you frown For all the times I blew your mind Darling, won't you be my Valentine ? For all the times I told a lie And all the times I made you cry For all the times that I was blind Darling, won't you be my Valentine ? For all the times you have missed me And all the times you have kissed me For all the times your lips touched mine Darling, won't you be my Valentine ? For all the times we made sweet love The times we prayed to God above For all the gifts from God Divine Darling, won't you be my Valentine ? For all the hurt and all the tears All the good times throughout the years For all the time you have been mine Darling, won't you be my Valentine ? Author Of This Poem:Ronnie Doe.

ONLY IN TIME. When i think of love i think of u I think of me and all we could be I think about "us" and know that I must stop and take a step back Because this is all in my head a story no one has read a secret held close to my heart So i sit and wish and I dream of a time that when anyone asks I can say that you're mine For i once heard a whisper or perhaps just my thoughts that I am not the only one who wishes and dreams and dares to believe that there would be an "us" a "you and me" And there would be a time that when anyone asks I can say that you're mine That time would come I know this,I do just like i know that roses are red and violets are blue and forever and always I have loved you...

Racing through time Has being an inevitable task Aging with every second that passes Hoping to get the best life has to offer Before leaving it all behind Mine has been no different Trying to find a soul mate Capable of loving me Not judgemental with every single turn Gentle to one's touch Easy on the eyes And a perfectionist Am glad nature took her course Even when I had minimum beliefs she brought us closer Inches away from one mind You are flawless A skin with such glow Eyes that green Lips that soft What more can I ask for You have been there for me Through my dark days U brought me light Even when all I could see was darkness For this I swear I would love you dearly And would continue to love you even more dearly.

My life has being one big roller coaster Living in constant fear and objectiveness I have being called names Prof for one, Greatness and some really Ego bursting ones But I have never lived up to those titles Fumbling at the least chance to prove myself Am caught between webs Failure having a grip on my soul I should pick myself up Dust the dirt from my shoes Looking forward and not a glance backward I could tell you Easier said than done Procrastination has being my way of life Putting everything off for a later time That never shows her face. But this one thing I believe in Being knocked to the ground, Or being tied down Doesn't make you grounded for life But gives you a clearer view Of your next step Be it to spring up from the floor Or to rise slowly, You definitely should be standing By the end of it all.

Relationship Goals Relationships are integral to humanity. No one exists without it. We are all tied, in one way or the other, in a relationship. And in any relationship, there exists conflict. At often times conflict becomes one of our life's greatest nemeses. But we do have power over our own reactions towards conflicting situations. Are we willing to exercise that power? That is a different matter that may need resolve. You know what they say, "birds of the same feathers flock together". What if two same-feathered birds end up wringing each others' necks in due course because of some misunderstanding? Ok, that is pretty extreme. Let's try another example - gentler. What if two same-feathered birds end up not speaking to each other in due course because of a big misunderstanding? And then the other says things about the other and vice versa, and the situation worsens upon being confronted because irretrievable words have already been spoken against

Self Destruction "Comparison is an act of violence against the self." - Iyanla Vanzant We hear voices in our head a million times. The voices are our attitude towards ourselves. The voices are our perception towards others. The action that proceeds the voices are our chosen reactions. Chances are, we destroy elements in the process. Relationships are too many an example of what commonly suffer from our choice to react toward negative, unrelenting voices. On the other hand, self also becomes the primary victim. A person's overall wellness also include mental and behavioural soundness. In today's world of perfectionism, stress related self-destruct takes a big spot on life's stages especially when they are not controlled and when one loses grip of reality versus idealism. Self-destruct is also defined as "to make yourself fail." How could anyone want to fail, let alone make one's self fail, lest it be for a very compelling, negative reas

Hey guys!. I do hope you get motivated with this short article. I never wanted a dream so bad but this made me cry. I seriously thought I faced the end of my life when things finally started looking like the end. I thought I died. There are many things to pursue in this world. But the things that are hardest to attain become possible to you when someone finally gets it - naturally. I tapped into God's best. But I am just scratching the surface. Loving what you do is what matters. Reasons uncover purpose. It is what makes someone wake up every morning with intention. And another day is fulfilled. The daily grind can take its course. But it cannot take away reason. Your reason takes you to another dimension. It takes you forward. My reasons are simple. To give glory to God, to honor my parents, support my siblings and make them happy. What I do in my life surrounds these reasons. As long as I achieve them daily, I am content. I am complete. People have big wants and big

So this is an article I found in a friend's blog...Not going change many wordings...And am going to give a direct link.. Deep thoughts.. 4:45am. I am super high and exploring Indie summer songs and autoplay decides to bless me with a song I'm later to fall in love with. Ugly Heart by disbanded girl group G.R.L. 0.02 seconds into the song and my friend starts telling me the story of one of the band members Simone Battle. As inquisitive and obsessed with things as I am, my friend's story isn't enough for me so I go in search of articles about her and I read the most heartbreaking thing that became the inspiration for my first blog post. She killed herself. Found dead in her bedroom closet. She hung herself due to depression she had been dealing with for months. Depression isn't something to joke around with, it has beenthe cause of many deaths in the past year and the more I learn about suicide stories caused by depression, I think to myself "What w