tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88418757527847163432024-02-18T18:02:07.625-08:00DAVIBES We give pleasure and delight.davibeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08057133989384152422noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8841875752784716343.post-48074608636016510302022-02-10T23:50:00.005-08:002022-02-10T23:50:24.707-08:00ReachOut (Brezeey ft Stevebrezzy) Lyrics<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhX73Dp_JfiOI-hFOE61l6N0NwY0D5_81sZOMNGjTv4oejEYtCpl8VKr9NrudNfEmFJobR1ZWMnr5NzLSnbvUWs3zQ_tCk3l2EzHjc_6s9kjcoLR5v18Q9kAHI_CEzsLTIUK0On7TI0PAnZ798RFYlOwo7FV_2eSw7NVXu3p30Wat_o1yXJDGvIVij7=s500" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="500" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhX73Dp_JfiOI-hFOE61l6N0NwY0D5_81sZOMNGjTv4oejEYtCpl8VKr9NrudNfEmFJobR1ZWMnr5NzLSnbvUWs3zQ_tCk3l2EzHjc_6s9kjcoLR5v18Q9kAHI_CEzsLTIUK0On7TI0PAnZ798RFYlOwo7FV_2eSw7NVXu3p30Wat_o1yXJDGvIVij7=w400-h400" width="400" /></a></div><p><br /></p><p>Brezeey ft Stevebrezzy </p><p>SONG: ReachOut </p><p><br /></p>Lyrics<p></p><p><br /> Lord{3X}</p><p>Give you all my heart and soul(3X)</p><p>Never Let me go low am all yours</p><p>(I will be there you you)</p><p><br /></p><p>Verse 1</p><p>Brother just come make we relate </p><p>See this God that i serve you self fit to serve am oh</p><p>you need to give him all your heart</p><p>and give him your soul eh oh</p><p>For his goodness and mercy </p><p>I no fit deny am oh</p><p>(Brigde)</p><p>I no fit wake up Ungrateful</p><p>you need to give am the praise (2X) oh</p><p>For him we live for his our God </p><p>I see his blessings even when i turn around</p><p><br /></p><p>(Chorus)</p><p> Lord{3X}</p><p>Give you all my heart and soul(3X)</p><p>Never Let me go low am all yours</p><p>(I will be there you you)</p><p>Repeat</p><p><br /></p><p>Verse 2</p><p>Lord am thankful </p><p>For so many things when you don do</p><p>I nor fit talk</p><p> nor fit count </p><p>nor fit say </p><p>Many things when you don do </p><p>Yeah</p><p>I will never leave you </p><p>Lord in your word i live alone</p><p>you are the reason i live</p><p>I cant breath without you</p><p><br /></p><p>You give me life</p><p>you give me peace</p><p>you give me everything i ever need </p><p>you are my light </p><p>My Strength and shield </p><p>you create the heavens </p><p>the creature the see</p><p><br /></p><p>Am living that Gods own life</p><p>look at my life now now </p><p>am moving so high yea yea </p><p>you are my life yea yea ah</p><p><br /></p><p>(Chorus)</p><p> Lord{3X}</p><p>Give you all my heart and soul(3X)</p><p>Never Let me go low am all yours</p><p>(I will be there you you)</p><p>Repeat</p><p><br /></p><p>Brigde </p><p>I am the Lord your God 2x</p><p>I will be there for you</p>davibeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08057133989384152422noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8841875752784716343.post-20574795958357183152022-01-03T02:39:00.001-08:002022-01-03T02:39:33.267-08:00<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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font-family: Libre Franklin, Helvetica Neue, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: #ffebd7;">And </span></span><b style="text-align: left;">This Year By Roland Joan </b><span style="text-align: left;">is the right song to start an amazing year....</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="text-align: left;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="text-align: left;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: #ffebd7; box-sizing: inherit; color: #333333; font-family: "Libre Franklin", "Helvetica Neue", helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: 700;">LYRICS – </span><b><span style="font-size: medium;">This Year </span></b></p><p>Another day, </p><p>Another blessing don come again,</p><p>Everyday e be like say them push us away</p><p>But we are here again </p><p>Ready to slay... to slay</p><p>No matter the storm</p><p>No matter the weather</p><p>We still standing strong</p><p>We dey move the ladder </p><p>The devil the liar</p><p>And we’re not Delilahs</p><p>So we declare </p><p><br /></p><p>This year</p><p>We move up on and on</p><p>This year </p><p>No coming down at all</p><p>This year </p><p>Cos oluwa is involved </p><p>In this year</p><p><br /></p><p>Mountains will fall down</p><p>Chains will break</p><p>Valleys will open</p><p>And swallow every prey </p><p>As the angels in heaven watch us pray</p><p>Hmmm</p><p><br /></p><p>We will fight and we will win</p><p>It doesn’t matter what the circumstances is</p><p>We will keep standing </p><p>Oh year </p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b>(Back to chorus)</b></p><p><b>Bridge</b></p><p><br /></p><p>And this is our testimony and declaration</p><p>That it is our year of abundance, upliftment, increase and much more </p><p>It is my year, it is your year,</p><p>C’mon</p><p><br /></p><p>We will fight</p><p>We will win</p><p><br /></p><p><a href="https://audiomack.com/rolandomohjoan/song/16489509" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Stream This Year on Audiomack</a></p>davibeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08057133989384152422noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8841875752784716343.post-47897348148345365452022-01-01T00:20:00.007-08:002022-02-10T23:51:36.319-08:00Brezeey Ft Stevebrezzy "Saved Lyrics"<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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color: #222222; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: -0.5px; text-align: start; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b>Saved...</b></span></div><span style="background-color: white; text-align: start;"><div style="text-align: left;"><span face=""Open Sans", sans-serif" style="color: #222222; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: -0.5px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></div></span><span face=""Open Sans", sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: -0.5px; text-align: start; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div style="text-align: left;">God has Indeed been a Faithful father, he saved me from illness and so many troubles....</div></span><span style="background-color: white; text-align: start;"><div style="text-align: left;"><span face=""Open Sans", sans-serif" style="color: #222222; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: -0.5px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></div></span><span face=""Open Sans", sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: -0.5px; text-align: start; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div style="text-align: left;">Sometime Last year i thought i was going to die, but God stood by me all through ...</div></span><span style="background-color: white; text-align: start;"><div style="text-align: left;"><span face=""Open Sans", sans-serif" style="color: #222222; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: -0.5px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></div></span><span face=""Open Sans", sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: -0.5px; text-align: start; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div style="text-align: left;">Am grateful to him and i love him...</div></span><span face=""Open Sans", sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: -0.5px; text-align: start; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div style="text-align: left;">My greatest Joy is Receiving Jesus into my life ...</div></span><span style="background-color: white; text-align: start;"><div style="text-align: left;"><span face=""Open Sans", sans-serif" style="color: #222222; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: -0.5px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></div></span><span face=""Open Sans", sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: -0.5px; text-align: start; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div style="text-align: left;">He loves you while not Receive him today.</div></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><b><br /></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><b><br /></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><b>Brezeey Ft Stevebrezzy</b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><b><br /></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><b>"Saved Lyrics"</b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">(Hook)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Lord you saved me</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">You saved me 2X</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><b>Chorus </b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Look at my life am a miracle</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">God has given me Miracle ooo 4X</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><b>(Hook)</b> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Lord you saved me</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">You saved me 2X</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><b><br /></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><b>(Verse 1)</b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Lord you saved me</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Take a look at me now am a miracle</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">(Response) Miracle</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I step into your light</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Lord you showed me love</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">(Response) Showed me love</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Now I believe in you</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Forever I trust in you</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">(My whole life in you)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Now am feeling OK.............</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">You are the way</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">You are the life</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Running into you I shall be saved</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">You gat me feeling and living the life</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">You gat me feeling and feeling the vibe 2X</div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b>(Hook) </b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Lord you saved me</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">You saved me 2X</div></div><p style="text-align: center;"> <b>Chorus </b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Look at my life am a miracle</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">God has given me Miracle ooo 2X</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b>(Verse 2)</b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I am your lord </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I am your God </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I will be by your side </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Never let you down </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I am your lord </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I am your God </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">My word is sure x2</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">A new release </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Holy Ghost </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Inside of me </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Set me free </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Now you see</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Am so good </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Am looking fresh </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Am so clean</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><b>(Hook)</b> </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Lord you saved me</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">You saved me 2X</div></div><p><b> Chorus </b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Look at my life am a miracle</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">God has given me Miracle ooo 2X</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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</div><br></b></div><div><br></div><div><b>After the release of Grace, </b></div><div><b>Brezeey</b> teamed up with <b>Chrisflamez</b> and <b>Stevebreezy</b> as they deliver this song, titled <b>“GodBoy”</b>, a gospel Vibe, spirited song</div><div> The second song from the <b>EP #Grateful</b> </div><div><a href="https://audiomack.com/brezeey/song/godboy">Click to download </a><br></div><div><br></div><div><b>Lyrics</b></div><div><b><br></b></div><div><b>(Churos) Brezeey </b><b><br></b></div><div>Am a Godboy 2x</div><div>Yea you know</div><div>Am a Godboy</div><div>Cos am a Godboy</div><div><br></div><div>Yea you better run</div><div> when you see me drive by</div><div>You know am not alone</div><div>(Holy Spirit)</div><div><br></div><div>Am a Godboy 2x</div><div>Yea you know</div><div>Am a Godboy</div><div>Cos am a Godboy</div><div><br></div><div>Give praise to Jehovah </div><div>Every night and day</div><div>Eh work! </div><div><b><br></b></div><div><b>Verse 1 (Brezeey)</b> </div><div>Am a Godboy</div><div>You see me working</div><div>Yea you know I speak the word</div><div>When you see me talking</div><div>I don't need know more distraction 2X</div><div><br></div><div>Eh yeaaaaaaaaaaa </div><div><br></div><div>Way back too long nah</div><div>Going high never stop nah</div><div>Feeling God and his mercy</div><div>Going high never stop</div><div>Higher! Eh </div><div>we are going highhhhh</div><div><br></div><div>Eh eh yea</div><div><br></div><div>Godboy Godboy</div><div>Yea you been no have been killing this</div><div>Praising the lord </div><div>they be feeling this</div><div>When am talking droping every sound</div><div>They be feeling God's word from this melody</div><div>Eh</div><div>No need to bother me</div><div>High!!!!!</div><div>We going high!!!!!!</div><div><br></div><div><b>Verse 2 (ChrisFlamez) </b></div><div><br></div><div>I'm a flamez,</div><div> burning through the darkness.</div><div>I'm a light, </div><div>lighting up the whole word.</div><div><br></div><div>I'm a God's boy, </div><div>Shey u feel me, you gonna need this</div><div>touch down every city </div><div>Like an eagle.</div><div>Fly</div><div>Living the life, </div><div>Getting the glory and feeling so high </div><div>Yeah</div><div>Yes, i feel so fly</div><div>No more pains</div><div>I'm living the life, yeah </div><div> I made victories </div><div>Taking histories</div><div>Fly in bravery </div><div> I take it overseas </div><div>Yeah yeah yeah </div><div> God gat me, i pray,</div><div>Always and no turning back.</div><div>See no turning back.</div><div><br></div><div><b> Churos (Brezeey) </b></div><div>Am a Godboy 2x</div><div>Yea you know</div><div>Am a Godboy</div><div>Cos am a Godboy</div><div><br></div><div><div>Yea you better run</div><div> when you see me drive by</div><div>You know am not alone</div></div><div><br></div><div><b>Verse 3 (Stevebreezy) </b></div><div><br></div><div>Who told you won't be forgiven?</div><div>Who told you Jesus doesn't love you?</div><div>Who told you Mercy's for the weak?</div><div>Who told God doesn't exist?</div><div><br></div><div>Yeah yeah yeah </div><div><br></div><div>The battle is already won for me.</div><div>I don't need no bad energy stressing me.</div><div>My healer my saviour my company </div><div>Gods words that's the remedy</div><div>All praise to the most high</div><div>He pick me up when I was so down </div><div>Gave me live on a long term</div><div>Gave strength now am a new wine.</div><div><br></div><div>You welcome to the house of the lord </div><div>But you choose to be out of the door</div><div>Lord bring us back home to our back bones</div><div>We are just children that's out grown. X2</div><div><br></div><div>Christ to the church </div><div>Christ to the Love </div><div>Christ for the son </div><div>Christ for the world</div><div>Christ for me</div><div>Christ for you</div><div>Christ to the video </div><div>Christ to the radio.</div><div><br></div><div>You showed me love when I don't deserve it</div><div>If not for you lord where will I be</div><div>Am a God boy not the world boy </div><div>Oh Lord I love you this one.</div><div><br></div><div>You Gave your life for me 4X</div><div><br></div><div><b>Churos</b> <b>(Brezeey)</b> </div><div><div>Am a Godboy 2x</div><div>Yea you know</div><div>Am a Godboy</div><div>Cos am a Godboy</div><div><br></div><div>Give praise to Jehovah </div><div>Every night and day</div></div><div><br></div><div><b>(Hook)Brezeey</b> </div><div><br></div><div><div>Way back too long nah</div><div>Going high never stop nah</div><div>Feeling God and his mercy</div><div>Going high never stop</div><div>Higher!</div><div> Eh we are going high...... </div></div><div>High 3X</div><div><br></div><div>Yea, I will never stop </div><div>I keep the fire burning </div><div>Give praise to Jehovah </div><div>Every night and day </div><div><br></div><div><b>(Spirit)</b> </div><div><br></div><div><br></div>davibeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08057133989384152422noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8841875752784716343.post-22277686843021514172019-12-05T04:51:00.003-08:002019-12-05T04:52:15.919-08:00Mama G<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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:<br />:<br />:<br />:<br />As the day kept breaking, so as more secrets and situations kept unfolding in the life of the twins and the entire family at large.</div>
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Fernando and his men left the forest to their various homes to strategize on how to capture the living goddess. Already, they had developed the feelings that the task wouldn't be an easy one base on the condition given to them; they must castrate the living goddess within seven days otherwise die shamefully.<br />Nevertheless, Fernando rushed home that early morning to see his mother shivering in bed. She looked seriously sick to the point of giving up in the local bed. The sanctum had the nature of a poor local room with a small bed. Only a red and black carpet beautified the room. Immediately Fernando opened the door, he rushed the mother saying, "Are you okay, mother? Oh my God!" he glanced at his wrist watch; 5:34am. He had no choice but to take her to the nearest hospital. Just in front of the hospital, he shouted with the mother in his arms, "Nurse! Nurse!!" his voice alone attracted patients and woke several people up. Within a twinkle of an eye, nurses rushed out with wheeelbed, laid the woman on it and pushed her into the hospital. Coincidentally as Fernando wanted to follow them, Chiquitita came out at the entrance. Both stared at each other as if they had known before. Of course, Fernado recognized her but she couldn't. She only came out due to the sound of his voice, but became surprise the way the young man stared at her. She wouldn't think of love or anything similar to it because no man had ever talked to her about it. On the other hand, Fernando developed the spirit of fear, thinking she had come to attack him for not only breaking into their house, but also shooting at her. Notwithstanding, he moved forward to her and passed, but Chiquitita's voice stopped him. He turned and said, "Excuse me?"</div>
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"Uhm.. thanks" he replied as an afterthought. "But how did you know it's my mum?"</div>
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"She has your lips. Don't worry, she'll be fine"</div>
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"Yeah," he wanted to continue walking but turned again. "Why are you here?" he asked her almost with a calmed bedroom voice.</div>
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"My twin sister was just shot not less than an hour ago. So we brought her here for treatment"</div>
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"She'll be fine"</div>
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Both remained quiet with a brief eye contact before Fernando finally entered. He couldn't stand her beauty and the thought of killing her as instructed by Fandom kept refreshing in his memory. Obviously, nobody would come close to such beauty and wouldn't be tempted; but that wasn't the case, she has to be killed, no two ways about it.</div>
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Chiquitita stood at the entrance of the hospital still reflecting on why a bullet couldn't kill her. That proved to her that the cock and bull story was real. The evidence began to manifest from that moment when she saw a swimming pool in front of the hospital and felt the urge of breathing inside water. She moved forward, looked into the pool to see nothing but her reflection. Like a remote control robot, she bent down, placed her two legs inside the pool and eventually immense in it. To her greatest amazement, she could breath in water!! Therefore, she began to think that she was a mermaid. From the water, she saw two women in white, standing beside the pool. That prompted her to swim out. Fernando watched her from the window.</div>
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"Now you've found out who you are" one of the women said.</div>
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"Tita, you need to come home. You don't belong here.You've been chosen as the next goddess of our kingdom " the other woman added.</div>
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"Who are you?" Chiquitita spoke up boldly, while Fernando wondered who she was speaking with because he couldn't see the women. "And mind you, I belong here not in.." she wanted speak but interrupted.</div>
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"Don't play with your life, Tita. You must come home otherwise face the wrath of the marine spirits" they vanished to the thin air.<br />:<br />:<br />6:15am.<br />The sky brightened, cars began to run on the roads and many resumed for their daily activities. Chiquitita came out of the hospital. She stood at the entrance, admiring the sky. Suddenly, Fernando stood by her side with two hands inside his pocket.</div>
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"I guess you are about to leave. How's your twin sister?'</div>
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"Fine, your mum?"</div>
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"I saw you earlier talking to nobody" he changed the topic.</div>
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Chiquitita looked at him. "Good thing You said nobody coz I was actually talking to nobody" she averted her eyes.</div>
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"Can we see maybe when our patients are healed?"</div>
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Just then, Mr Clifford and wife came out, they went along with Chiquitita to their car as Fernando still watched them from the entrance. He believed to use the next appointment to get her and finally kill her. But surprisingly, to his sight, he saw Chiquitita and her parents struggling to open the doors of the car. Before they knew it, it exploded in a way the force flung the family to a distance. That was the beginning of their predicament....<br />:<br />TO BE CONTINUED</div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">NOW I'M A LIVING DEAD ! (A True Life story ) PART 2</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; display: inline; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"><br /><br />Those that murdered sleep should be ready for sleepless nights."<br />The door to Gbenga's house was open as I had anticipated. He was abrace of what was going to happen. The day I knew I was going to be murdered, I had gone to inform him, being a friend, a next gate neighbor and a man I had come to respect. He was there with his wife Abimbola as I entered.<br />"They have murdered me," I announced.<br />"So you're now dead?" Gbenga asked with a suppressed smile.<br />"Yes, dead but not burried."<br />He took a glass of water that was on the table and began to sprinkle some water on me.<br />"Hey! What are you doing?" I exclaimed.<br />"To see if you will disappear. I heard that ghosts disappears if you sprinkle water on them."<br />Gbenga has a great sense of humour. Our friendship wasn't instantaneous, it began after the day we had a heated arguement during a meeting of Landlords in the close we lived at Ajao Estate. It was over who was better suited to be security operatives of our close; vigilante group or two Abokis. Few weeks later we became close friends. I called him Onye Ofe Mmanu and he called me Omo Ajalaokuta.<br />"I'm now a ghost," I said and made a move like the zombies in Michaek Jackson's Thriller music video.<br />He laughed hard with his wife."We're laughing but this is not a laughing matter. How could that woman be so wicked?" Abimbola said.<br />"Is it because I'm a strong man? You for don kill me tete," Gbenga teased her, "see as landladies full all over Lagos."<br />"Oriodaa," Abimbola gave him a little push.<br />Abimbola was a very robust woman, so overweight she could hadly get up from a seat. She spoke english with a deep Yoruba ascent, but a very nice woman.<br />Now that I'm a ghost I have to start acting like one. How do ghosts act? There are two types of ghosts, gentle ghosts and angry ghosts. I'm an angry ghost with one sole mission....to torment.<br />Abimbola rubbed a white powder all over my head and face. I put on a white jalabia and a white hand gloves, and stood against a white wall. To act like a ghost, you have to look like a ghost.<br />"You look like a ghost from Imo state;" Gbenga said, laughing.<br />"I know, I am."<br />"Are you ready?"<br />"I'm ready, let's do this."<br />Gbenga called Chioma's number on whatsapp video call and stood before me. She picked and starred on the image on her screen. Confussion was all over her face. My hands were in the air moving like a zombie. Well, I think zombies and ghosts are closely related.<br />"Chioma, Chioma-a," I began to speak, "why did you kill me?"<br />Her mouth dropped, her face panick striken and even more confused. I was enjoying the moment. It could be fun being a ghost.<br />"I loved you Chioma-a, but you killed me," I continued, "Why? Why? Chioma why?"<br />FLASH BACK:<br />The first day I met Chioma was a coincidence I will never forget. It was a hurt hot afternoon in the busy streets of Lagos, I had gone to FHA office in Festac Town to make enquiries about a land I wanted to buy at Festac Extension. On my way going back to Ajao Estate, I noticed a girl at the back of a danfo commercial vehicle. She was putting on a sun shade, she was beautiful and she was crying.<br />The tears of a woman can melt an ice, but the tears of a beautiful woman can melt an iron. I drove after the bus.<br />Don't get me wrong. I was used to beautiful girls, I had some at my beck and call. Like Iniedo, Genevieve, Chika, Aisha, Jumai....to mention but a few. But there was something different about this girl. The girl stopped at Ijesha, I parked my car and followed her.<br />"Hey young lady," I called after her.<br />She looked at me but continued walking.<br />"It's you I'm calling," we were now shoulder to shoulder.<br />She looked at me.<br />"How may I help you?" She asked.<br />"I saw you crying in the bus," I went straight to the point, " and I want to know why."<br />"I was'nt crying."<br />"I know the difference between tears and rain. And today is a sunny day.."<br />"Even if I was, it's not your business."<br />"Well, I want to make it mine now."<br />She began to walk away, I followed.<br />"Stop following me or I will shout that you want to kidnap me."<br />"And you know what will happen afterwards? People will mob me, hang tyre on my neck and set me ablaze. My blood will be in your hand."<br />She thought about it and began to walk again. I followed.<br />"My life is about to be messed up," she began.<br />"How?"<br />"I'm supposed to be having my final exams soon, but I can't without paying my school fees. I'm from a poor home."<br />"And?"<br />"I told a distant uncle who is rich, he promised to help and asked me to come. Getting to his house at Satelite Town he showed me the money but placed a condition."<br />"Which is?"<br />She looked at me without her sun shade, tears were rolling down her cheeks. She looked more beautiful than in the bus.<br />"That I sleep with him," she admitted, "I refused and he tried to rape me. I was able to escape."<br />Wicked. Why is the world full of wichedness and wicked people? Taking advantage of an innocent girl in her moment of vulnerability should be a crime against humanity. Punishable bu God and man.<br />"How much is the school fees?"<br />"Eighty thousand naira."<br />"Follow me." I beckoned.<br />"What?"<br />"Follow me."<br />"To where? Why?"<br />"Listen, I'm not like your uncle. Just trust me."<br />"All men are the same."<br />"Some men are different."<br />She hesitated for a moment before following me. At a building across the street was a Diamand bank, my bank. I went to the ATM machine, inserted my card and made a withdrawal. I then went back to her.<br />"Open your hand bag," I said.<br />"What?"<br />"Open your hand bag."<br />She opened it and I put some cash inside.<br />"In there is a hundred K."<br />"What?"<br />"Eighty K is for your school fees."<br />"What?"<br />"Use the remaining to help yourself."<br />"What?"<br />"Ok, maybe I have to repeat what I said," I was almost laughing, "you now have a hundred K that can solve your school palava. Go and make your parents proud."<br />"What? Oh my God!"<br />"I have to be going," I began to walk back to my car.<br />I didn't ask her to follow me but she did. I entered my car and she stood beside the door.<br />"You didn't even ask for my name." she said, "and you didn't tell me who you are."<br />"Ok, my name is Kelechi Onuoha, but friends call me Kacy."<br />"Ok, my names are Chioma Felicia Okoro. A final year student of Mass comm at LASU. I live at No 13 Friday street here in Ijesha with my parents, but I come from Onitsha.."<br />"It's a pleasure to know you, Chioma," I gave her my complimentary card, "call me whenever you want."<br />"Thank you Kacy. God bless you," she looked inside her hand bag, "Oh my God, Oh my God!"<br />I started the car and drove off. I watched her through the mirror, she stood there waving. And I could still hear her voice in my head..."Oh my God, Oh my God!"<br />A year and few months later we were married.<br />BACK TO PRESENT:<br />"Chioma why did you kill me?"<br />Her confusiion turned to terror.<br />"No! You're a ghost," she cried out, "You're a ghost."<br />Yes, I'm a ghost. 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Nevertheless, the odd woman who dropped the last impromptu story suddenly became amazed at their tranquility after mentioning the name 'Angelina'. She believed that her gesture was correct when she saw the tears on Chiquitita's eyes. Therefore, she said with a few steps to her, "Wait, are you.." She looked at Isabella too and continued, "Are you the daughters of Angelina Idris?" more inquisition and revelations could be detected from her voice.</div>
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"They are my daughters" Mr Clifford spoke out boldly. "I guess you must be Cynthia whom my late wife normally talks about..."</div>
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"Oh my God! Finally I've found them. I'm free!" the woman became excited. "I've gone places in search of you. Finally I'll be free!"</div>
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"Shut up, woman, and explain yourself or you leave my house!" this statement came like a thunder because Mr Clifford's anger had aroused by the secret which his late wife never told him after nine months till the day she delivered and died. Even his present wife, Mrs Rose, couldn't utter a word; she was filled with surprises. Therefore, she gradually walked to her husband and held his hand tightly coz she hopped to know the cause of her own childlessness from there.</div>
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"This happened many years ago in another town" the woman began emotionally as she adjusted her wrapper, "I was the one who introduced Angelina to the goddess after which I left the country. She had a covenant with her that the child will serve her if she gives her one" the woman looked at the twins and continued after shaking her head pitifully. "She even gave her children instead" she turned the man of the house again. "I couldn't come back after i heard about Angelina's death until years later when I was confronted by the marine goddess herself who told me that Angelina's children had chosen to serve another God instead her. Just look at me, she made me a cretin and rendered my life abroad useless until I make these children realize that they don't belong in this part of the world. They are of the marine Kingdom..."</div>
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"You lie! They are of the heavenly kingdom. I brought them up with the fear of God in them" Mrs Rose rebuked her. By then, Isabella had joined her sister in shedding tears, while Eric kept flipping his thumb agains the middle finger in order to make an incredible sound.</div>
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The woman moved forward to Mrs Rose, "They must go to their kingdom otherwise they'll come for them!" she emphasized wholeheartedly.</div>
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"They are already here for them" Eric spoke up then continued when all eyes went to him. "The gunmen, they asked of female twins which one of them is a goddess, and no doubt these are the girls they are looking for" he pointed at the twins.</div>
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"I don't know about the gunmen" the woman turned to him. "The people that will come for them are from the marine Kingdom not gunmen" she took another steps to Chiquitita in away she stepped backward. "My dear, you don't know the power you have, if you don't go and fulfil your mother's covenant, I won't be free, they will come for you, and when they do, your life and your entire family will not remain the same"</div>
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"Enough!" Mrs Rose shrieked. "Listen, Eric and Cynthia, whatever you call yourselves, the very day i came into this family, I came with Christ. Now, both of you should leave my house" she turned to open the door immediately but another bang came from it, so all looked at the wall clock again, 4:27am. Mr Clifford dragged his wife away from the door, while Eric hid behind the twins. The room once again became quiet to the extent only the ticking sound of the second-hand of the wall clock took over the tranquility. The whole scenario was gradually becoming more complicated and real, even though it had the setting of a movie they use to watch. Isabella herself thought she was still dreaming, hence, she kept closing her eyes and opening them at an interval. It only seemed like a movie in the eyes of Chiquitita, but that wasn't the case; it was one hundred percent real. What they will face in the nearest days to come will eradicate that spirit of doubt in them coz they have no idea of the problem their late mother put them into.</div>
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"Go into your rooms now!" Mr Clifford ordered his children.</div>
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Isabella first rushed to the door of their room to enter, but when she saw her twin sister boldly walking to the door of the living room, she stopped. All stared at her like people under a spell. The father shouted at her never to open the door, even the mother supported but she never listened because she believed nothing would happen, in as much as she didn't believe all the cock and bull stories, as she called it. She gently clutched the doorknob and a rusty sound came from it loud and clear. A man pushed it open forcefully then Chiquitita stepped backward. Three men entered with guns and mask on their faces.</div>
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"They are the one" Eric whispered behind Mr Clifford.</div>
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"Finally, we have found them" one of the gunmen said happily. He hurriedly went to Isabella and dragged her to the front in a way she stood beside her sister. When their father wanted to react, the head of the man's gun sent him to the floor. "Which among you is the goddess?" the man asked.</div>
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"Nobody is a goddess here?" Chiquitita replied. Meanwhile, Isabella had started quivering, nearly for her to wet herself with urine.</div>
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"Guy, let's kill both and get a fuck out of here!" One of the men suggested. His voice came like an echo because of the mask on his face. He pulled the trigger at Chiquitita, but surprisingly, the bullet penetrated through her body and killed Cynthia, the odd woman. Another man shot Isabella. Though the bullet didn't penetrate, but she never fell down. Seeing that, the men ran away immediately, while Eric locked the door again. Everybody became amazed to see what happened. They all rushed the woman on the floor to see her mouth moving and gushing out blood. Only Isabella didn't move an inch.</div>
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"I don't know the mission of the gunmen, but they are not the real people that will come after you" the woman said and took her last breath.</div>
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"Tita.." Isabella called when she noticed blood gushing out from one side of her stomach. She held the bullet wound and began to shed tears.</div>
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Chiquitita looked at her. "Bella?" she called on her too.</div>
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"Isabella!" The father shrieked when he saw the blood. Before they could get to her, she fell down..<br />:<br />:<br />5:05am, the atmosphere gradually began to get brightened when the three men went into one of the forests. They had uncovered their faces, hurrying like animals pursued by the king of the forest. They got to their destination where black and red fabric could be found and other scary totems especially caskets and human skulls. Obviously, it was a shrine of the great Fandom who sat in the middle of the shrine. He was covered with black garment and his face had both black and red mark too. He had sent the boys to kill Chiquitita as the only ritual to make money. He stood up when he saw them.</div>
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"Why have you come back without the girl's head?"</div>
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"We tried to kill them but our bullets could not do it" Fernando, one of the men answered.</div>
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"Them?"</div>
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"Uhm.." Juel, another guy began. "They are twins, we couldn't detect the particular one who is a goddess"</div>
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"She's the most powerful, and they belong to the marine Kingdom. You must kill her before they come for her and eventually return to her kingdom. It will be hazardous for you if she does"</div>
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"But how can she be killed?" Joan, they third guy asked.</div>
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"She can't be killed by bullets but sward or knife. You must castrate her with her head and bring it here" the great Fandom concluded.....<br />:<br />TO BE CONTINUED</div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">NOW I’M A LIVING DEAD! Part 1 (A True Life Story)</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; display: inline; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"><br />I'm laid down dead on my bed, in my bedroom, watching and listening to Chioma my wife speak with her mother on the phone. She was happy I was dead. She killed me with a poison.<br />"Yes Mama," she said over the phone, "the idiot is dead."<br />"So quick?" Her mother said.<br />"Yes oo, so quick."<br />"I told you, Akanshi is a strong babalawo."<br />"That's true mama. What do I do now?"<br />"You know where he keeps all the documents?"<br />"Yes I do."<br />"Perfect. Make sure you gather all of them together. The houses, the cars, the banks and every other document available."<br />"Ok Mama."<br />"After that start crying and call neighbors. I'm right on my way."<br />Chioma had the habit of setting her phone on speaker, the reason why I could hear her mother.<br />My wife of three years conspired with her mother to kill me. Chioma that I loved so much, saw her through the university and sent her to Paris for her masters. The urge to jump from the bed and pounce on her was much but I held myself back. I needed to keep my cool to unveil more secrets.<br />I watched as she searched frantically for all the documents to my properties. She piled them up beside the wall mirror, looking herself in the mirror and smiling.<br /><br />FLASH BACK:<br />I smiled within me, knowing how I just escaped death by the whiskers. I was such a lucky man. I remembered how it all happened the day before. I came back earlier than I usually do without calling to inform my wife. Chioma wasn't in the sitting room, I decided to tip toe to the bedroom to surprise her.<br />On getting to the door I could hear her voice, she was on the phone with her mother.<br />"Mama, are you sure it will kill him?"<br />"Yes, I trust Akanshi."<br />"I can't wait for this man to die, I need my freedom to live as I want."<br />"He will die tomorrow, just follow the instruction. Add the substance in his juice and make sure he drinks it."<br />"I will Mama, trust me."<br />I was glued to the spot. My own wife was planning to kill me and tomorrow I would die by poisoning. I tip toed back to the sitting room and as quietly as I entered I left. I left knowing what to do, for to die I would.<br />The next day, being today, the day of my death, I left very early to my office like everything was okay. I came back in the afternoon prepared to drink some juice and die. Chioma my wife was exceptionally happy to see me, I was pretentiously overjoyed to see her. We kissed, yes, and we made love on the couch.<br />According to her plan, she went and brought a glass of juice for me. And according to my plan I sent her to bring my briefcase to show her a very important document. She left. Before she came back I had exchanged the glass of juice with a different one. She saw me gulp down the last juice as she came back. She cracked a smile.<br />According to plan, I began to feel some pain in my stomach. As the pain grew severe I began to crawl on the floor. Chioma, as a loving and caring wife came to help, I told her to take me to the room. She did and laid me gently on the bed.<br />"Honey, you will be fine," she assured, "I'm here for you."<br />Such a loving wife.<br />I began to shiver and I began to foam from the mouth, then I died.<br /><br />BACK TO PRESENT:<br />Chioma left the mirror and walked towards the bed. She stood over my dead body, with triumph on her face.<br />"Idiot," she cursed, "anu ofia. I thought you're a superman." She spit on me.<br />I remained motionless but watching her every move. She took her mobile phone and dialed a number.<br />"Hello Chike," she said.<br />Chike? Which Chike? Chike my best man and best friend?<br />"Hello sweetheart," that was Chike's voice. My best friend.<br />"My love, I have a good news."<br />"Really? I can't want to hear."<br />"The idiot is dead."<br />"Who?"<br />"Kacy naa, don't you remember our discussion again?"<br />"Oh yes, I do I do. Great. Start crying, I'm on my way."<br />My best man and best friend too was in the conspiracy to kill me. What a wicked world.<br />Chioma stored the documents in one of her bags, went to the mirror to look at her beautiful face one more time. Beautiful demon. She rearranged her hair and made for the door. Opening the door she turned back to look at me.<br />"Rest in peace," she said and left.<br />I quietly got up from the bed, went to her bag and collected the file containing all my documents. On top of the wardrobe, the portable Nikon video recorder I had planted there earlier was still rolling, I collected it and turned it off. Quietly like the ghost I was, I opened the window, scaled through and vanished from the compound. Chioma's voice could be heard crying loudly. I'm now going to be a ghost, to torment those that killed me. The battle line is drawn.<br /><br />To Be Continued...!</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">The Retelling Story of IGODO- Chapter 1.... by Ifeoma Isabella Okeke.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">"My son is dead. Nwa m nwoke naani anwuola- my only son is dead", the cries of Uju, the third wife of the Igwe of Umu-Igodo pierced the day. Her co-wives were beside her, consoling her about the death of her only son.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Not long, a man was seen carrying a boy of seventeen years old in his arms going towards the direction of th</span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; display: inline; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">e Igwe's Palace, behind him are the villagers of Umu-Igodo who troop in groups as they made their way to the Igwe's Palace.<br /><br />The people of Umu-Igodo had been known as a cursed village, they were being curse by their ancestors. Everyday that passes, a living being must sleep with the dead. The land had long forgotten the taste of joy and happiness, it was now plague with darkness and sorrows, that was what they only remembered. Everyday the villagers live in fear, they don't know who will be the next. And so they prayed to their gods, Amadioha, but their pleads always fell on deaf ears.<br /><br />Igwe Omenika of Umu-Igodo with his elders sat down to discuss about what is happening and what had befall the Igwe's family.<br /><br />"Igwe on the behalf of the elders and myself, please accept our condolence" Mazi Okeke, the Onowu said.<br /><br />"My elders I thank you all". Igwe Omenika reply soberly<br /><br />"Igwe, things are getting out of hand for us in Umu-Igodo. We have to do something now". Mazi Okoro said<br /><br />"Yes I know, but who will help us to remove the curse placed upon our ancestors which is affecting us today?" The Igwe asked<br /><br />Before any one would say anything, the man who was carrying the dead body of the young boy came in and drop the body at the feet of the King.<br /><br />"Igwe, another one is gone Igwe. A day before yesterday it was Ugala son. Yesterday it was Izaga whose daughter died at childbirth, and today my son followed. Everyday people are dying in this village, there is no day that passes that you won't hear a cry of a villager. Igwe we are all tried. It is either you bring back my son or you will bury both me and my son here and now". Odum said.<br /><br />"Igwe not only him will you bury, but all of us together". A woman said and the villagers that has now gathered in the Igwe's Palace all echoes<br /><br />"Yes".<br /><br />"People of Umu-Igodo please be patient with us, we are surely going to get to the root of our predicament". Mazi Okeke said to the villagers.<br /><br />"Mazi Okeke, this is not a new song to us, we all are going to stay here till our problems is been solved". Odum said and the villagers agreed. They all sat down on the bare ground.<br /><br />The Igwe sadly shakes his head.<br /><br />"I think we should call IGODO, the oldest and wisest man in this village to tell us what to do", Mazi Ikenga spoke out.<br /><br />IGODO was a old man who had lived for a long time that many had forgotten that he existed. He was often seen by the villagers as a mad man who lives all alone in a hut that was old itself.<br /><br />"You are right, we have no other option, let us send for IGODO maybe he will know why we are being punished for a crime committed by our fore fathers", Mazi Okeke said after a minute of thought.<br /><br />The Igwe then told three of his guards to go to IGODO'S hut and escort the old man back.<br /><br />The three guards went out to carry out their orders.<br /><br />Not long afterward they soon emerged with the old man into the Igwe's Palace. Everyone including the Igwe stood up and greated the old man, some shifting away so that they won't be touched by Igodo.<br /><br />Igodo sat down on the ground in front of the Igwe and the elders on his raffle mat he had placed. He looked sadly at the dead child laying beside the Igwe's feet. When he had adjusted himself well he addresses them all.<br /><br />"I know why I am here", he began to the bewilderment of them all. "The course of our predicament starts from this very place. Something which I could have prevented if I had know who's son he was".<br /><br />"We don't understand you wise one. This curse we all are facing now were caused by our ancestors. Something we the generations today don't know how it all started. Umu-Igodo have been suffering from this curse for as long we can remember. Wise one, I have know you when I was barely three years of age till now you are still the same. We don't know how old you are, but we believe you might have a knowledge to our predicament. Please Igodo help us, we all are dying one after the other". Igwe Omenika pleaded to the old man.<br /><br />"Hmm, Igwe" Igodo sigh then continued. "There is a story behind this curse Umu-Igodo is suffering from. Let me tell you a story..." a cough stopped him from continuing. The old man continued when the cough had subside. "No one knows what had really brought the curse, no one knows expect me".<br /><br />"Please wise one, tell us how we came to generate this deadly curse from our ancestors". Omenika said eagerly.<br /><br />"Four hundred years ago it all happened right here, where we all are sitting. A child of Amadioha was brought to your great, great, great, great, great grandfather........"<br /><br />Generations Ago<br /><br />"Igwe I am innocent of this accusation being placed on me". Cried Ikemefuna as the palace guards held him down. He pleaded, but his plead fell on the deaf ears of the King and elders.<br /><br />"I have nothing else to say to you Ikemefuna. You brought this upon your self when you decided to steal my Ofor. Tradition is tradition and there is no two ways about it. You must die". The Igwe of Umu-Igodo said showing no remorse.<br /><br />Ikemefuna cried out the more.<br /><br />Ikemefuna, an orphan which the gods, Amadioha had blessed turning him from a beggar to a wealthy man and started on he had five big barns of yams to his name, four plot of lands which he had planted Maize, cassava, yams etc. He was not only rich but good at heart. He had always help some of the villagers, he was loved by everyone. But unfortunately for him, not everyone loves him as he had always thought. Some group of jealous friends planned and they stole the Ofor from the Igwe's Palace with the help of the Igwe's personal guard and hid it in Kemefuna's hut. The guard went ahead and told the Igwe, when he couldn't find his Ofor. They were Seven in numbers including the personal guard to the Igwe that had carried out the dirty plan. He told the Igwe where he had seen the Ofor and who he thinks stole it. Earlier on, Ikemefuna had paid a homage to the Igwe, he had brought with him the best tubers of yams to the Igwe. The Igwe quickly summon up his three of his best warriors to go and search the hut of Ikemefuna. The Ofor was found hidden in an earthen pot in one of his yam barns, it was the guard who was among those that conspire to kill Ikemefuna that found it there, after all he was the one who had planted it in there in the first place.<br /><br />They beat him all the way to the Igwe's Palace with the Ofor tied on him. He pleaded but no, no one cared to listened.<br /><br />No one knows he was much innocent no one but the Seven culprits who were behind it.<br /><br />"Igwe, I swear on the graves of my dead parents I did not steal your Ofor. I am innocent Igwe. The gods are my witness, I did not steal the Ofor". Ikemefuna tried his best to tell the Igwe of his innocent, but the Igwe did pay any attention to the young man in front of him rather he turned to the warriors who had brought him in and told them in a cold voice.<br /><br />"Take him to Dike at once. Tell him what this man did, he knows what to do with the thief".<br /><br />The tradition of Umu-Igodo was a scared one, that even a day old child knows of. If anyone was caught stealing he or she would be put to death immediately. But in this case Ikemefuna situation is far more worse. If anyone was caught with the Ofor he or she will be cut limb by limbs starting from the toes of the said person after that, they will be pounded on a scared Mortal that was dedicated to the gods of the land. After which his body will be burnt to ashes and finally his ashes will be throw into the evil forest.<br /><br />And this was to be done to Ikemefuna who the igwe had believed he stole the Ofor.<br /><br />Ikemefuna cries of plead filled the air as he was lead away to Dike. The seven who had being the brain to what was happening to Ikemefuna where rejoicing in their hearts.<br /><br />Ikemefuna cried<br /><br />Ikemefuna begged<br /><br />Ikemefuna pleaded<br /><br />But no one paid any attention on him.<br /><br />The people who had felt pity for him and strongly believed that he was innocent was those he had helped. They were afraid the Igwe will put them to death if they plead on the behalf of Ikemefuna. So they kept quite.<br /><br />Ikemefuna was dragged on the bushy path which lead to Dike's as they took him to where he would be slaughtered.<br /><br />Dike had been waiting for them, he was sharpening his sword, he knew of their coming and was preparing.<br /><br />Ikemefuna tried and worn out, blood pouring out of his wounds the warriors had afflicted on him, his voice hoarse as he used his last strength to look in the sky.<br /><br />"You kill an innocent man!<br />You kill an innocent man!!!<br />But remember when the father comes for the son<br />Be prepared to answer<br />The blood you spill today shall cry for vengeance and none will be left out.<br />Amadioha! Amadioha!!! You alone knows I am innocent of what I am been accused of.<br />I place a curse upon this village,<br /><br />Death will be their morning song<br />Tears will flow like a river<br />As they have afflicted me with pains so shall you afflict them with pains<br />Umu-Igodo and its generations shall know no peace<br />They will cry, beg, plead but no one will lift up the curse<br />I placed the curse on Dike only when he dies shall the curse be lifted<br />As I have spoken<br />Amadioha has spoken".<br /><br />Ikemefuna said to the hearings of the warriors and Dike and gave up the ghost.<br /><br />Dike was terrify as such a thing had never happen in all his whole years of living. People that were brought in here didn't die, rather he would be the one who will kill them while they are still breathing. This case was different, which means something. Dike stare at the warriors shaking his head sadly, "What happened here now shows that Ikemefuna is innocent. You all know that these had never happened before. The three of you will carry his body to the evil forest and buried it there, no one should say a word to anyone". Dike said and they all swore never to reveal what had happened to Ikemefuna.<br /><br />"Amadioha knows that I innocent". Dike said looking up at the sky fearing at words Ikemefuna spoke out before he died.<br /><br />They all went into the evil forest, Dike was with them. As they dug a part of the ground from the mouth of the evil forest, all were concentrating on digging the grave. After they have dug enough for the body to enter the ground they turned to take Ikemefuna's cold body and lay it inside, but to their surprise they couldn't find the body. They searched and searched around their environment but still yet they couldn't find the body. They gave up and journeyed back to the Village.<br /><br />The 3 warriors all lied and told the Igwe that Dike had killed Ikemefuna as in the most gruesome way.<br /><br />After Ikemefuna's death, things started happening mysteriously in the village. Fowls, and their crops started dying one after the other. The seven who had plotted Ikemefuna's death all died mysteriously and in the most painful ways. Those three warriors that had dragged Ikemefuna were not left out, they all died in a strange manner.<br /><br />Dike was the cursed itself and he alone carries the curse. Throughout the four hundred years, Dike live. He can't be killed no matter how hard he tried to kill himself, he was immune to everything and sadly he watches as everything and everyone he knows dies as the new generations were born.<br /><br />The curse manifest.<br /><br />He couldn't do anything.<br /><br />DIKE IGODO couldn't help the innocent people that were dying.<br /><br />To Be Continued..<br /></span></div>
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(THE LIVING GODDESS)<br />EPISODE 2<br />:<br />:<br />:<br />At the early hour of that morning, Mr Clifford's living room became a staring contest avenue because nobody could speak again. They had different things in mind which had been bothering them except Mrs Rose, their step-mother. She was a woman with a kind heart, and most of all, very fun to be with. It's so unfortunate that ever she married Clifford, no offspring has come forth from her. Therefore, she had no choice but to take care of the twins as her own children after Angelina, their biological mother, died after delivery. The twins were only five years old when she came into the family. She has been the only mother they knew and loved.</div>
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Nevertheless, when Chiquitita noticed the gaze from her sister, she became pissed off and said in a harsh manner, "Stop staring at me like that, Bella! What's your problem!? You've been like this since you woke up from sleep! I don't like it, Please, Stop it" she turned to Eric who never left the door. "Thank you for the information, but we are not wanted by any gun men. Moreover, nobody is a goddess here"</div>
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"No, Tita" the father interrupted. "We must listen to him" he moved forward to her like a scared civilian who was about to be killed by a soldier. His eyes opened widely while his lips trembled along with his innermost spirit. They detected not only unspoken secret from his body movement but also fear. He wore a complete pyjamas which he tied across his waist in a way his boxers and some hair on his chest become obvious in the eyes of every being. On his jaw was some gray beards mixed with blacks, even the hair on his head had the same mixture. He was a man on his late fifties.</div>
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However, seeing his body movement, Isabella gradually moved towards her step-mother. Though she could be stubborn but had a delicate heart. Hence, she's scared of any little thing. Mrs Rose held her hand and said to the husband, "You're scaring this children. They are not the only twins around this part of the town, so they must not be the victim of the so called gunmen"</div>
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"You don't understand" the husband turned to her. His voice became more serious and scary. Eric used that opportunity to lock the door and closed the window curtains. He glanced at the wall clock; 3:45am.</div>
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"Understand what, father?" Chiquitita asked.</div>
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"My dear I have spent all my life protecting you girls from harmful men especially the day you were born. I don't know why but I have had it in mind that they are people after your lives"</div>
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Chiquitita stepped forward. "What happened the day we were born?" she smoldered.<br />:<br />:<br />:<br />FLASH BACK<br />Clifford, in his late thirties, cried like a baby on his way back from the hospital after losing his wife, Angelina. The time hit 11:30pm at night. The baby twins rested in two different plastic baskets with handles. The voice of their cry could be heard by any neighboring resident. Some thought a baby had been abandoned on the street by slay queens as usual, but that wasn't the case. Street light illuminated the arena where Clifford walked sluggishly with the baskets. Already, people had gone to bed. Suddenly, a man bursted out from nowhere with his face covered. Clifford stopped when he noticed the man blocking his way.</div>
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"Who are you and what do you want?" he asked him.</div>
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"I want the babies" the man replied.</div>
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"Why?"</div>
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"You don't know who they are" the man brought out a gun instanly. Though before he could shoot the babies, Clifford had dropped the baskets then attacked him. As they struggled on the ground, making sure no finger pulled the trigger, a lady ran out from her house and took the babies away. That was Rose....<br />:<br />:<br />:<br />CONTINUITY<br />Mr Clifford continued, " The man had to run away after I took the gun from him" he looked at his wife. "That's how i found your step-mother too" he added.</div>
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The living room generated another tranquility after the short story. The twins, especially Chiquitita didn't want to believe it, so she smiled and walked to the inner part of the room, close to the flat screen television. "Why would somebody want us killed?" she asked.</div>
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"I have no idea!" The father replied.</div>
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"I guess it's because both of you are goddesses! Look at how beautiful you are, like a marine spirit!" Eric replied hilariously with a clear demonstration of beauty.</div>
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"Keep quiet!" Mrs Rose rebuked him. "My daughters are nothing but God's handiwork, not some marine spirits"</div>
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"If there is anybody wanted, it should be Tita not me" Isabella spoke out to her twin sister's surprise.</div>
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"Why would you say that, Bella?" Chiquitita glared at her.</div>
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"So you don't know?" she stepped forward, glaring back at her like two shegoats about to fight with their horns, while others stared at them with tension, confusion, frustration and anticipation. Eric had to take a seat to feed not only his ears but also his eyes. Isabella continued, "Tita, you have been the one making magic, solving problems like the second Christ. Where do you think such powers come from? The last time I checked, you calmed a stormy forest and was called a goddess"</div>
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"Are you insane?" Chiquitita provoked. "I know there are things I have done without knowing how but not this one you just said. Where did it happen? And.. and.." she looked at the father. "I'm not a goddess, father" she concluded almost with a breaking voice.</div>
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"You are a goddess or some kind of witch" Isabella retorted.</div>
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"You are the witch, Bella!"</div>
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"Both of you should keep quiet!" The father rebuked them because they were about to set the house on fire with ranting. It had always been like that when they get upset. Just as the father wanted to continue, another sound came from the door. It wasn't a bang rather a normal knock, but they assumed it to be a loud banging due to fear. The sound even got Eric running to the man of the house. All glanced at the wall clock before gazing at the door. The time was sharp 4:00am. Who could that be? All wondered.</div>
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"I guess they are here for you" Eric told the twins.</div>
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"Nobody is here for anybody. We have not gone contrary to the law of the city neither have we offended anybody" Chiquitita moved forward to open the door but the mother held her back.</div>
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"Please, my child, it might be dangerous" she said.</div>
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"Listen to your mother" the father added. As the man of the house, he walked to the door and asked, "Who's that?" Nobody responded, so he had to gradually open the door to see a middle aged woman almost dressed like a mad woman, shivering in cold. "Who do you want, woman?" Mr Clifford asked her.</div>
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"Please, let me in. I'm freezing, and i heard gunshot. I'm so afraid" the woman requested.</div>
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As a Christian, Mr Clifford allowed her inside then locked the door. At the sight of the woman, all became dumbfounded. She looked odd, more like a cretin. She tied a wrapper over a torn top. On her feet were bedroom slippers, while her hair was something one cannot write home about.</div>
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"Honey, who's she and what's she doing here?" Mrs Rose asked the husband. Before he replied, the woman interrupted by stepping closer to the twins, staring at them closely.</div>
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"You two resemble an old friend of mine" she began while the twins looked at each other. The woman gradually turned then continued bitterly. "She was my best friend who married for ten years without a fruit of the womb. She was later introduced to a marine goddess who promised to give her a child but in one condition; the condition that the child will serve in her kingdom.."</div>
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All stared at the woman as she kept telling a story that wasn't asked from her. Though they believed she was insane until Clifford asked her saying, "What was your friend's name?"</div>
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"Angelina" she replied. Everywhere became mute again. Mr Clifford directed his eyes to her daughter to see the image of his late wife in them. In that process, tears ran down from Chiquitita's eyes.....<br />;<br />TO BE CONTINUED. </div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">MARRIED OR NOT, YOU SHOULD READ THIS STORY</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">“When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I’ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I wanted a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn’t seem to be annoyed by m</span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; display: inline; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">y words, instead she asked me softly, why? You know<br /><br />I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her!<br /><br />With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.<br /><br />The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.<br /><br />In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.<br /><br />This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that every day for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.<br /><br />I told Jane about my wife’s divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.<br /><br />My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.<br /><br />On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.<br /><br />On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.<br /><br />She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.<br /><br />Suddenly it hit me… she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.<br /><br />Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’s time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.<br /><br />But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office…. jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind…I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.<br /><br />She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.<br /><br />That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed -dead. My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push through with the divorce.— At least, in the eyes of our son—- I’m a loving husband….<br /><br />The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves.<br /><br />So find time to be your spouse’s friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!<br /><br />If you don’t share this, nothing will happen to you.<br /><br />If you do, you just might save a marriage. Many of life’s failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.<br /><br />Remember love is the richest of all treasures. Without it there is nothing; and with it there is everything. Love never perishes , even if the bones of a lover are ground fine like powder. Just as the perfume of sandalwood does not leave it, even if it is completely ground up, similarly the basis of love is the soul, and it is indestructible and therefore eternal. 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Scratches in the woods of Ehezra stretched from tree to tree, giving out a weary sound that could destabilize a firmed hunter. Canopy trees danced along to the smooth movement of wind that escalated in the forest. Withered leaves suddenly joined in the random movement caused by the wind too. It was like a storm in the high mountains, bending trees and swiping the floor.</div>
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A young lady in white gown stood in the middle of the stormy forest like a ghost that gazed at the next victim to be tormented. She had a long hair that also kept flying by the wind like the white gown in her body which made her breast without bra clearly seen by any eyes. Even the nipples didn't help matters; they stood erect as if to puncture out of the gown. She wasn't fair in complexion neither was she dark. She's the definition of a brown skin girl. Her name was Isabella.</div>
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As she stared in the stormy forest, she saw another girl who had her complete resemblance, putting on the same white gown and had her long hair and brown skin. That was Chiquitita, her twin sister, who waved her hand in the air and the storm stopped thereby straightening the bent trees and returning flying withered leaves to the ground then everywhere became as calm as a grave yard.</div>
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Suddenly, a man appeared beside Isabella. "You always have this in mind" he said.</div>
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"Have what in mind?" Isabella returned the question.</div>
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"Why your twin sister get every problem fixed without much struggle just like she calmed the storm by just waving her hand"</div>
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"Yes, it has been in my mind. Why?"</div>
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The man moved backward then answered, "Because she's a goddess"</div>
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"A goddess?" Isabella turned to see the man no more...<br />
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3:15am in the Morning, Isabella sat up from the bed only to discover that her worries and inquisitiveness in the stormy forest was a dream. She exhaled, rubbed her forehead with a hand then completely stood up from the bed wearing only a white pajamas without underwear. She located the electric switch bulb and put it on thereby illuminating the whole room. It was a complete feminine room with a large standing mirror. On the bed was Chiquitita because both shared the same room right from childhood. One could see two laptops and other essential books on a table beside a window that had the same milk colour curtain like the door and the tiles on the floor. At a corner was a large wardrobe filled with clothes.<br />
The ray of the light Isabella put on woke Chiquitita up from sleep, so she stretched awake to see her twin sister staring at her from the wall of the electric switch. "Isabella, what's the matter?" she asked as she sat up.</div>
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Isabella didn't respond rather left the wall to the toilet door. She tried to open it but it stocked thereby hindering her from entering the toilet.</div>
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Chiquitita went to her and said, "Let me help you with that"</div>
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Isabella left the door knob, adjusted sideways with her eyes fixed on her twin sister. Her dream still became the very thing fresh in her memory. Before she knew It, Chiquitita opened the door without applying any strong force.</div>
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That has been the situation in the family. Chiquitita was like a blessing to them coz she tends to have every difficult situation solved without much stress. Nobody knew why, even herself didn't know why. They are from a Christian home, a home filled with the atmosphere of Christ. Their parents almost dedicated seventy percent of their activities to the work of Christ in the Catholic church of God. No day passes by without Chiquitita being a savior of one thing or the other in the family.</div>
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And now, in the room, at the toilet door, she had done the same. After she opened it widely, she turned to see Isabella still staring at her.</div>
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"What's the matter, Isabella?" She asked again. "Did you have a nightmare?"</div>
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"I'm fine" she entered into the bathroom while Chiquitita returned to the bed but didn't lie down. She sat on the edge then placed a hand on her forehead. What a long boring night? She reflected and scratched her head through a hair net that brought the long hair at a spot. Her sister came out from the bathroom, put off the light then located her position on the bed where she laid with a blanket that covered her body half way. Chiquitita turned, laid beside her in a way they face the ceiling. Though the electric light wasn't on but they could see each other's faces.</div>
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"I overheard Mum and Dad talking about we getting married" Chiquitita broke the silence. "They really want to see us marry as if there.."</div>
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"They need a male grandchild I guess" Isabella interrupted.</div>
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"Yes, i guess" both remained quiet again. The same thing run through their minds because their love lives was very poor regardless their exceptional beauty. It didn't bother Isabella as it was a daily qualm in the heart of Chiquitita. She didn't even have a boyfriend talk less of a fiance unlike Isabella who had men clustering her like a horny bee. The annoying thing was that she had no time for these men. She hardly give them an atom of attention which had always mesmerized Chiquitita because, sometimes, she wished to be in her shoes. Their step-mum, Mrs Rose, had always been like a catalyst in their relationship lives in order for them to get married but all to no avail.</div>
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"Do you have anyone in mind? I mean.." Chiquitita swallowed hard. "I mean a man of your life?"</div>
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"No, do you?" Isabella retorted sarcastically.</div>
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Chiquitita smiled, "You should know that I don't even have a boyfriend"</div>
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"Neither do I?</div>
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"But.."</div>
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"Sleep, Tita, we have morning mass to attend by 6am" Isabella concluded, turned her back on her then flung the blanket in a way it covered all her body like a child playing hide and seek game. Suddenly, banging sound came from the door of their living room. Isabella uncovered herself immediately then her eyes met with that of Chiquitita. They rushed out to the living room to see their parents already gazing at the door with domestic weapons such as pestle and matchet. All gaze at one another as the banging sound continued.</div>
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"Mum, what are you carrying?" Isabella whispered.</div>
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"Shhee.." Mrs Rose signed with a finger across her lips, while Chiquitita and Mr Clifford, the father, smiled at them.</div>
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"Who's there?!" Mr Clifford shouted.</div>
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"Open the door!" A male voice answered from outside. "It's Eric!" the voice added.</div>
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Hearing the name, Chiquitita opened the door coz Eric was like a neighbor but not a close one. He rushed in without a cloth. He wore only a boxers, sweating like a Christmas goat. He banged the door closed then rested on it as if pursued by zombies. Seeing him not only on that outfit but also in such perplexing body chemistry, Chiquitita stepped backward.</div>
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"Eric?"</div>
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"Gun men attacked us" the young man began, trying to hold his breath at an interval of any single word from his mouth. " They requested for two female twins whom they were looking for. They believe one is a goddess"</div>
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"And you think my children are the ones they are looking for?" Mr Clifford said, glaring at his children.</div>
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"That's hilarious" Chiquitita giggled. "You sound so worried. Nobody is a goddess here" she added with hands spread in the air.</div>
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Only Isabella didn't find it funny because her dream remained fresh in her memory. Therefore, she stared at her sister ones again....</div>
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<b>These eight realistic recommendations cover the basics of healthy ingesting, and can help you make more healthy picks.</b><br />
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The way to a sound eating routine is to:<br />
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Eat the perfect measure of calories for how dynamic you are, so you adjust the vitality you expend with the vitality you utilize. On the off chance that you eat or drink excessively, you'll put on weight. On the off chance that you eat and drink nearly nothing, you'll get more fit.<br />
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Eat an extensive variety of nourishments to guarantee that you're getting an adjusted eating regimen and that your body is accepting every one of the supplements it needs.<br />
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It is prescribed that men have around 2,500 calories per day (10,500 kilojoules). Ladies ought to have around 2,000 calories every day (8,400 kilojoules). Most grown-ups are eating a bigger number of calories than they require, and ought to eat less calories.<br />
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Construct your suppers with respect to bland starches<br />
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Boring sugars should make up a little more than 33% of the sustenance you eat. They incorporate potatoes, bread, rice, pasta and oats.<br />
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Pick wholegrain assortments (or eat potatoes with their skins on) when you can: they contain more fiber, and can enable you to feel full for more.<br />
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The majority of us ought to eat more boring nourishments: endeavor to incorporate no less than one dull sustenance with every principle dinner. A few people think bland nourishments are swelling, however gram for gram the sugar they contain gives less than a large portion of the calories of fat.<br />
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Watch out for the fats you include when you're cooking or serving these kinds of nourishments since that is the thing that builds the calorie content, for instance oil on chips, spread on bread and smooth sauces on pasta.<br />
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Eat loads of products of the soil<br />
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It's suggested that we eat no less than five parts of an assortment of foods grown from the ground each day. It's less demanding than it sounds.<br />
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For what reason not cleave a banana over your breakfast oat, or swap your standard mid-morning nibble for a bit of crisp natural product?<br />
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Unsweetened 100% organic product juice, vegetable juice and smoothies can just ever consider a most extreme of one part of your 5 A DAY. For instance, in the event that you have two glasses of natural product juice and a smoothie in one day, that still just considers one bit.<br />
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Eat more fish – including a part of slick fish<br />
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Fish is a decent wellspring of protein and contains numerous vitamins and minerals. Expect to eat no less than two segments of fish seven days, including no less than one part of slick fish. Slick fish contains omega-3 fats, which may counteract coronary illness.<br />
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Slick fish include:<br />
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salmon<br />
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mackerel<br />
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trout<br />
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herring<br />
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new fish<br />
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sardines<br />
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pilchards.<br />
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Non-slick fish include:<br />
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haddock<br />
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coley<br />
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cod<br />
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canned fish<br />
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skate<br />
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hake<br />
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In the event that you frequently eat a considerable measure of fish, endeavor to pick as wide an assortment as could be expected under the circumstances.<br />
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You can browse new, solidified and canned: however recollect that canned and smoked fish can be high in salt.<br />
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Cut down on soaked fat and sugar<br />
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Soaked fat in our eating routine<br />
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We as a whole need some fat in our eating routine, however it's essential to focus on the sum and kind of fat we're eating. There are two primary kinds of fat: soaked and unsaturated. An excessive amount of immersed fat can expand the measure of cholesterol in the blood, which builds your danger of creating coronary illness.<br />
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The normal man ought to have close to 30g soaked fat a day. The normal lady ought to have close to 20g immersed fat a day, and youngsters ought to have not as much as grown-ups.<br />
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Soaked fat is found in numerous sustenances, for example,<br />
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hard cheddar<br />
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cakes<br />
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bread rolls<br />
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cream<br />
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margarine<br />
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grease<br />
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pies.<br />
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Endeavor to eliminate your immersed fat admission, and pick sustenances that contain unsaturated fats rather, for example, vegetable oils, sleek fish and avocados.<br />
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For a more beneficial decision, utilize only a little measure of vegetable oil or decreased fat spread rather than margarine, fat or ghee. When you're having meat, pick lean cuts and remove any noticeable fat.<br />
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Sugar in our eating routine<br />
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Consistently devouring nourishments and savors high sugar builds your danger of weight and tooth rot.<br />
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Sugary nourishments and beverages, including mixed beverages, are regularly high in vitality (estimated in kilojoules or calories), and if eaten over and over again, can add to weight pick up. They can likewise cause tooth rot, particularly if eaten between suppers.<br />
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Numerous bundled nourishments and beverages contain shockingly high measures of free sugars. Free sugars are any sugars added to nourishments or beverages, or discovered normally in nectar, syrups and unsweetened natural product juices.<br />
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Cut down on:<br />
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sugary fizzy beverages<br />
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mixed beverages<br />
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sugary breakfast oats<br />
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cakes<br />
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bread rolls<br />
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baked goods<br />
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These sustenances contain included sugars: this is the sort of sugar we ought to eliminate, instead of sugars that are found in things, for example, foods grown from the ground.<br />
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Sustenance names can help: utilize them to check how much sugar nourishments contain. More than 22.5g of aggregate sugars for every 100g implies that the nourishment is high in sugar, while 5g of aggregate sugars or less per 100g implies that the sustenance is low in sugar.<br />
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Get tips on chopping down sugar in your eating regimen.<br />
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Eat less salt – close to 6g a day for grown-ups<br />
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Eating excessively salt can raise your pulse. Individuals with hypertension will probably create coronary illness or have a stroke.<br />
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Regardless of whether you don't add salt to your sustenance, you may even now be eating excessively. Around 75% of the salt we eat is as of now in the sustenance we purchase, for example, breakfast oats, soups, breads and sauces.<br />
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Utilize sustenance marks to enable you to chop down. More than 1.5g of salt for each 100g means the nourishment is high in salt. Grown-ups and kids more than 11 ought to eat close to 6g of salt (about a teaspoonful) a day. More youthful youngsters ought to have even less.<br />
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Get tips on eliminating salt in your eating routine.<br />
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Get dynamic and be a solid weight<br />
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Eating a solid, adjusted eating routine assumes a basic part in keeping up a sound weight, which is an essential piece of general great wellbeing.<br />
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Being overweight or large can prompt wellbeing conditions, for example, type 2 diabetes, certain growths, coronary illness and stroke. Being underweight could likewise influence your wellbeing.<br />
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Check whether you're a solid weight by utilizing our Healthy weight adding machine.<br />
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Most grown-ups need to get more fit, and need to eat less calories. In case you're endeavoring to get more fit, mean to eat less and be more dynamic. Eating a sound, adjusted eating regimen will help: intend to eliminate nourishments that are high in immersed fat and sugar, and eat a lot of leafy foods.<br />
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Keep in mind that liquor is additionally high in calories, so chopping down can help you to control your weight.<br />
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Physical action can help you to keep up weight reduction or be a solid weight. Being dynamic doesn't need to mean hours at the exercise center: you can discover approaches to fit greater action into your every day life. For instance, have a go at getting off the transport one stop right off the bat the route home from work, and strolling.<br />
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Being physically dynamic may help diminish the danger of coronary illness, stroke and sort 2 diabetes. For more thoughts, see Get dynamic your way.<br />
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Subsequent to getting dynamic, recall not to remunerate yourself with a treat that is high in vitality. In the event that you feel hungry after movement, pick nourishments or beverages that are bring down in calories, yet filling.<br />
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In case you're underweight, see our page on underweight grown-ups. In case you're stressed over your weight, approach your GP or a dietitian for guidance.<br />
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<b>Try not to get Thirsty </b><br />
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We have to drink a lot of liquids to stop us getting dried out – the administration prescribes 6-8 glasses each day.<br />
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This is notwithstanding the liquid we get from the sustenance we eat. All non-mixed beverages check, yet water and lower-fat drain are more advantageous decisions.<br />
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Endeavor to maintain a strategic distance from sugary delicate and fizzy beverages that are high in included sugars and calories, and are likewise awful for teeth.<br />
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Indeed, even unsweetened organic product juice and smoothies are high in free sugar. Your consolidated aggregate of beverages from organic product juice, vegetable juice and smoothies ought not be in excess of 150ml a day – which is a little glass.<br />
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For instance, in the event that you have 150ml of squeezed orange and 150ml smoothie in one day, you'll have surpassed the proposal by 150ml.<br />
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At the point when the climate is warm, or when we get dynamic, we may require more liquids.<br />
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Try not to skip breakfast<br />
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A few people skip breakfast since they figure it will enable them to get in shape. Truth be told, look into demonstrates that individuals who consistently have breakfast are more averse to be overweight.<br />
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Breakfast has additionally been appeared to effectsly affect kids' psychological execution and increment their focus for the duration of the morning.<br />
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A sound breakfast is a critical piece of an adjusted eating routine, and gives a portion of the vitamins and minerals we requirement for good wellbeing.<br />
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A wholegrain, bring down sugar oat with natural product cut over the best is a great and nutritious breakfast.<br />
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More data<br />
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To enable you to get the correct adjust of the five fundamental nutritional categories, investigate the Eatwell Guide. To keep up a sound eating regimen, the Eatwell Guide demonstrates to you the amount of what you eat should originate from every nutritional category. It's essential to have just little measures of sustenances high in fat as well as sugar.<br />
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Figure out how to have an adjusted eating routine, and read about the vitality contained in sustenance in our page on understanding calories.<br />
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Download Losing weight: Getting started, a 12-week weight reduction control that joins guidance on more beneficial eating and physical movement.<br />
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<b>Extra tips for solid living </b><br />
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<b>Sound living realities </b><br />
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This article is intended to offer tips to perusers about how they can enhance or increase activities throughout their life to have a sound way of life; it isn't intended to be comprehensive however will incorporate significant segments that are thought to be parts of a way of life that prompt great wellbeing. Notwithstanding the tips about what individuals ought to improve the situation solid living, the article will say a portion of the tips about maintaining a strategic distance from activities (the don'ts) that prompt unfortunate living.<br />
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"Sound living" to a great many people implies both physical and emotional wellness are in adjust or working admirably together in a man. In numerous occurrences, physical and emotional wellness are firmly connected, with the goal that a change (decent or awful) in one specifically influences the other. Thus, a portion of the tips will incorporate recommendations for passionate and mental "sound living."<br />
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Eating (eat less)<br />
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All people need to eat nourishment for development and support of a solid body, however we people have distinctive necessities as newborn children, (kids), adolescents, youthful grown-ups, grown-ups, and seniors. For instance, newborn children may require encouraging like clockwork until the point that they step by step age and start to take in more strong nourishments. In the long run they form into the more typical example of eating three times each day as youthful children. In any case, as most guardians know, children, youngsters, and youthful grown-ups frequently nibble between suppers. Eating is regularly not constrained to these age bunches since grown-ups and seniors frequently do likewise.<br />
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Tips:<br />
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Eat three suppers every day (breakfast, lunch, and supper); recall that supper does not need to be the biggest dinner.<br />
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The main part of sustenance utilization should comprise of organic products, vegetables, entire grains, and without fat or low-fat drain items.<br />
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Pick lean meats, poultry, angle, beans, eggs, and nuts (with accentuation on beans and nuts).<br />
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Pick nourishments that are low in soaked fats, trans fats, cholesterol, salt (sodium), and included sugars; take a gander at the names on the grounds that the principal recorded things on the marks contain the most elevated convergences of fixings.<br />
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Control parcel sizes; eat the littlest part that can fulfill yearning and after that quit eating.<br />
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Tidbits are OK with some restraint and should comprise of things like natural product, entire grains, or nuts to fulfill hunger and not cause inordinate weight pick up.<br />
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Maintain a strategic distance from soft drinks and sugar-improved beverages as a result of the over the top calories in the soft drinks and sugar drinks; eat less beverages may not be a decent decision as they make a few people hungrier and increment sustenance utilization.<br />
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Abstain from eating an expansive feast before dozing to diminish gastroesophageal reflux and weight pick up.<br />
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In the event that a man is furious or discouraged, eating won't explain these circumstances and may exacerbate the hidden issues.<br />
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Abstain from remunerating kids with sugary tidbits; such an example may turn into a long lasting propensity for individuals.<br />
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Dodge overwhelming suppers in the late spring months, particularly amid hot days.<br />
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A veggie lover way of life has been advanced for a sound way of life and weight reduction; vegans should check with their doctors to make certain they are getting enough vitamins, minerals, and iron in their sustenance.<br />
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Cooking sustenances (over 165 F) obliterates most unsafe microscopic organisms and different pathogens; on the off chance that you eat uncooked nourishments like natural products or vegetables, they ought to be completely washed with running treated (safe to drink) tap water just before eating.<br />
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Abstain from eating crude or undercooked meats of any sort.<br />
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Tips for unique circumstances:<br />
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Individuals with diabetes should utilize the above tips and screen their glucose levels as coordinated; attempt to keep the every day blood glucose levels as near ordinary as could be allowed.<br />
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Individuals with strange work routines (night shifts, understudies, military) should attempt to cling to a breakfast, lunch, and supper routine with insignificant eating.<br />
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Individuals who get ready nourishment ought to abstain from utilizing oil or fricasseeing sustenances in oil.<br />
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Individuals endeavoring to get thinner (muscle versus fat) ought to keep away from all greasy and sugary sustenances and eat principally vegetables, organic products, and nuts and uniquely diminish his/her admission of meat and dairy items.<br />
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Look for medicinal exhortation early in the event that you can't control your weight, sustenance consumption, or in the event that you have diabetes and can't control your blood glucose levels.<br />
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<b>Physical movement and exercise </b><br />
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Physical action and exercise is a noteworthy supporter of a sound way of life; individuals are made to utilize their bodies, and neglect prompts unfortunate living. Unfortunate living may show itself in heftiness, shortcoming, absence of continuance, and general weakness that may encourage sickness improvement.<br />
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<b>Tips: </b><br />
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General exercise can forestall and turn around age-related abatements in bulk and quality, enhance adjust, adaptability, and perseverance, and lessening the danger of falls in the elderly. Standard exercise can help avert coronary illness, stroke, diabetes, stoutness, and hypertension. General, weight-bearing activity can likewise help avert osteoporosis by building bone quality.<br />
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Customary exercise can enable constant joint inflammation sufferers to enhance their ability to perform every day exercises, for example, driving, climbing stairs, and opening jugs.<br />
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Normal exercise can help expand confidence and self-assurance, diminish pressure and uneasiness, upgrade state of mind, and enhance general emotional wellness.<br />
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Standard exercise can enable control to weight pick up and in a few people cause loss of fat.<br />
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Thirty minutes of unobtrusive exercise (strolling is OK) no less than three to five days seven days is suggested, however the best medical advantages originate from practicing most days of the week.<br />
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Exercise can be separated into littler 10-minute sessions.<br />
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Begin gradually and advance continuously to stay away from damage or over the top soreness or exhaustion. After some time, develop to 30 to a hour of direct to incredible exercise each day.<br />
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Individuals are never excessively old, making it impossible to begin working out. Indeed, even slight, elderly people (70-90 years old) can enhance their quality and adjust with work out.<br />
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Any kind of activity (protection, water vigorous exercise, strolling, swimming, weights, yoga, and numerous others) is useful for everyone.<br />
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<b>Youngsters require work out; play outside of the house is a decent start. </b><br />
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Games for kids may give great chances to work out, yet mind must be taken not to overcompensate certain activities (for instance, tossing an excessive number of contributes baseball may hurt a joint like the elbow or shoulder).<br />
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Effort amid strenuous exercise may make a man drained and sore, however in the event that agony happens, stop the activity until the point when the torment source is found; the individual may need to look for medicinal help and guidance about continuation of such exercise.<br />
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Most people can start direct exercise, for example, strolling, without a medicinal examination. The accompanying individuals, notwithstanding, ought to counsel a specialist before starting more vivacious exercise:<br />
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<b>Men over age 40 or ladies over age 50 </b><br />
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People with heart or lung illness, asthma, joint pain, or osteoporosis<br />
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People who encounter chest weight or torment with effort, or who create weariness or shortness of breath effortlessly<br />
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People with conditions that expansion their dangers of creating coronary illness, for example, hypertension, diabetes, cigarette smoking, high blood cholesterol, or having relatives who had early beginning heart assaults and coronary illness<br />
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People who are very big boned<br />
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Results of physical inertia and absence of activity:<br />
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Physical dormancy and absence of activity are related with coronary illness and a few tumors.<br />
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Physical inertia and absence of activity are related with type II diabetes mellitus (otherwise called development or grown-up beginning, non-insulin-subordinate diabetes).<br />
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Physical inertia and absence of activity add to weight pick up.<br />
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Psychological well-being<br />
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Sound living includes more than physical wellbeing, it likewise incorporates enthusiastic or psychological wellness. The accompanying are some ways individuals can bolster their emotional well-being and prosperity.<br />
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<b>Tips: </b><br />
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Get enough rest day by day; the CDC prescribes the accompanying by age gathering (snoozes comprehensive); 12-18 hours from birth to 2 months, 14-15 hours from 3-11 months of age, 12-18 hours for 1-3 years old, 11-13 hours for 3-5 years old, 10-11 hours for 5-10 years old, eight and a half to nine and a half hours for 10-17 years old and those 18 or more need seven to nine hours of rest. Elderly individuals require around seven to nine hours however don't rest as profoundly and may stir during the evening or wake early, so snoozes (like children require) enable them to collect the aggregate of seven to nine hours of rest.<br />
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Go out for a stroll and ponder what you see and hear no less than a few times each week.<br />
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Take a stab at something new and regularly (eat another sustenance, attempt an alternate course to work, go to another gallery show).<br />
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Do some mind works out (read, complete a perplex incidentally amid the week).<br />
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Endeavor to center around a procedure strongly and finish a portion of it more than one to a few hours, at that point enjoy a reprieve and accomplish something unwinding (walk, work out, short snooze).<br />
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Plan to invest some energy conversing with other individuals about various subjects.<br />
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Attempt to make some relaxation time to do a few things that intrigue you consistently (side interest, don).<br />
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Learn approaches to state "no" when something happens that you would prefer not to do or be included with.<br />
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Have some good times (go on an excursion with somebody you cherish, go shopping, go angling; don't give get-away a chance to time disappear).<br />
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Give yourself a chance to be satisfied with your accomplishments, both of all shapes and sizes (create satisfaction).<br />
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Have a system of companions; those with solid social emotionally supportive networks have more advantageous existences.<br />
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Look for help and counsel early on the off chance that you feel discouraged, have self-destructive contemplations, or consider hurting yourself or others.<br />
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Individuals taking pharmaceutical for psychological well-being issues ought not quit taking these solutions, regardless of how "well" they feel, until the point that they have talked about their circumstance with their endorsing doctor(s).<br />
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Evasion conduct is another key to solid living. The following are portrayed a portion of the significant things to maintain a strategic distance from if a man is looking for a solid way of life.</div>
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Seeking out the path towards a healthier you? it's not difficult to locate. the journey starts with a few simple tweaks for your life-style. The proper weight loss program, exercise, and pressure-remedy plan all play a huge role.<br />
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follow a heart-wholesome diet<br />
there may be an smooth recipe in case your intention is to hold away issues like coronary heart disorder and strokes.<br />
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Eat extra end result and greens.<br />
Choose entire grains. try brown rice in preference to white. switch to complete wheat pasta.<br />
Choose lean proteins like chicken, fish, beans, and legumes.<br />
Cut down on processed ingredients, sugar, salt, and saturated fats.<br />
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while ingesting healthy, flexibility often works best, says Joyce Meng, MD, assistant professor at the Pat and Jim Calhoun Cardiology center at UConn fitness. If you want to follow a strict weight loss plan, move for it. If now not, it's good enough. "find what works for you."<br />
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Tricia Bernard Law Montgomery, fifty two, the founding father of K9 in shape membership, is aware of first-hand how the proper weight loss program and way of life can assist. For her, deciding on wholesome ingredients and making plans small, common food works well. "I do not deny myself whatever," she says. "I nonetheless have dessert -- key lime pie, yum! -- and i like frozen gummy bears, however moderation is fundamental."<br />
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<b>Workout every day</b><br />
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The extra lively you are, the higher, Meng says. workout boosts your heart health, builds muscle and bone energy, and wards off health troubles.<br />
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purpose for 2 and a 1/2 hours of slight hobby, like brisk walking or dancing, each week. in case you're good enough with vigorous exercise, stick to 1 hour and 15 minutes a week of things like jogging or gambling tennis. upload more than one days of electricity schooling, too.<br />
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if you're busy, try quick bursts of pastime for the duration of the day. stroll frequently. a great goal is 10,000 steps an afternoon. Take the steps. Park your car some distance faraway from your destination.<br />
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Montgomery sporting events each day, frequently together with her canine. by means of adding lunges, squats, and stairs to a stroll, she turns it right into a electricity exercising. "I additionally am a massive Pilates fan," she says.<br />
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shed pounds<br />
whilst you shed kilos you will decrease your hazard of coronary heart sickness, kind 2 diabetes, and cancer.<br />
Aim for a sluggish, consistent drop. try to lose 1-2 kilos every week through being energetic and consuming better.<br />
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"It would not have to be an hour of extreme exercising each day," Meng says. "Any little bit helps."<br />
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As you enhance, dial up the time and the way hard you work out. if you need to lose loads of weight, strive for three hundred mins of workout a week.<br />
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"consuming a wholesome eating regimen will pass a long way," Meng says. start by way of slicing sugar, which she says is regularly hiding in simple sight -- in shop-offered gadgets like salad dressing, packaged bread, and nuts. try to avoid soda and sugar-laced espresso liquids, too.<br />
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<b>Visit Your Doctor </b><br />
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Get consistent checkups. Your specialist monitors your restorative history and can enable you to remain solid. For instance, in case you're in danger for osteoporosis, a condition that debilitates bones, he may need you to get more calcium and vitamin D.<br />
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Your specialist may prescribe screening tests to watch out for your wellbeing and catch conditions early when they're simpler to treat.<br />
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Keep the lines of correspondence open. "On the off chance that you have questions, ask your specialist," Meng says. "Ensure you comprehend things agreeable to you." If you're stressed over a drug or method, converse with him about it.<br />
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<b>Chop Down Your pressure </b><br />
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It can inflict significant damage on your wellbeing. You most likely can't maintain a strategic distance from it by and large, yet you can discover approaches to facilitate the effect. Try not to go up against excessively. Attempt as far as possible with yourself as well as other people. It's OK to state no.<br />
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<b>To assuage pressure, attempt: </b><br />
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Profound relaxing<br />
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Contemplation<br />
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Yoga<br />
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Back rub<br />
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Exercise<br />
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Adhering to a good diet<br />
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Conversing with a companion, relative, or expert instructor<br />
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Make Healthy Habits<br />
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In the event that you settle on the correct decisions today, you can avert issues tomorrow.<br />
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Brush your teeth twice per day and floss each day.<br />
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Try not to smoke.<br />
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Breaking point your liquor. Keep it to one drink a day.<br />
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In the event that you have prescription, take it precisely how your specialist recommended it.<br />
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Enhance your rest. Go for 8 hours. In the event that you experience difficulty getting close eye, converse with your specialist.<br />
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Utilize sunscreen and remain out of the sun from 10 a.m. to 3 p.m.<br />
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Wear your safety belt.<br />
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Require significant investment consistently to put resources into your wellbeing, Meng says.<br />
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It paid off for Montgomery. She says she defeated medical issues, can rest easy, and has an uplifting viewpoint. "My life," she says, "is everlastingly changed."</div>
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