MY INTRODUCTION INTO HIVE: Diary of a Great Writer
MY INTRODUCTION INTO HIVE: Diary of a Great Writer.
Good day, beautiful ladies and awesome gentleman.
If you're seeing this post, wait a minute and see what I have for you.
My name is Fidelis Clinton. Strangers call me 'Clinton', love ones 'Clint', friends 'Cleanthing', I don't know what you plan on calling me just yet, but I'm open to many ideas. Hit me, fam!
Now, I'm a writer, lazy reader, content creator, aspiring student, comedian, dancer in a way, storyteller. I could go on and on but then you might call me a boaster.
How did I hear about Hive?
A friend of mine informed me about Hive.
"What's hive?" I had asked.
He explained it as a huge spinoff of Steemit which is more better, sweeter and fun to use.
"Are we making money?" I had asked.
"Yes" He responded.
"Well, count me in" I responded like a man who had just been promised a million dollars.
Well, here I am, fam. I'm here in hive to lick the honey that's exceedingly flourishing here. I'm pretty sure you will love my stay here.
Aside the fact I'll be glad to earn from Hive. I'm bringing alot of exciting stuffs on the table.
Just follow me.
You will enjoy:
• advice and free services.
• poems.
• character reviews.
• funny story.
• short comical memes.
• food for thoughts.
• anything entertainment at all.
With love I inserted a short story I wrote myself for you guys:
Enjoy.
THE DAY OF TRUTH — Test of a baby gangster.
© Clint II Oxide.
Kelvin and Winnie kept quiet as Juno entered the hall they had been in, waiting for him for the past fifteen minutes.
"Baby, sorry I'm late. I had to pray"
"Pray? Does a gangster pray?" Kelvin countered.
"Sorry, I meant play. I had to play my video game".
Kelvin looked at Winnie who stood still without saying anything. He shook his head in disappointment and waited for her to talk.
"Baby, since you joined this gang. Have you shot a gun? Have you killed someone?" Winnie asked.
"Baby, I'll kill in God's appointed time"
"Wtf! Did this nigga just said 'God'?"
"Calm down, Kelvin" Winnie frowned at him.
"C'mon, baby. I'm being metaphorical. My right hand is my God and soon I'mma be hitting our enemies pishoon pishoon pishoon" He turned around at each 'pishoon' sound he made.
Winnie and Kelvin looked at each other disappointedly as if to pass a hidden message with their eyes, then they faced Juno.
Meanwhile, in that very seconds Winnie and Kelvin looked at each other;Juno quickly did the sign of the cross to avert the curse of calling his right hand his God.
"Well, this is your lucky day, you get to kill someone. Kelvin, bring in the goat!"
Kelvin went outside the hall and came back in no time with a goat, holding the rope to its neck and dragging it along.
"Juno baby, kill this goat" She gave him a gun.
"But what's the sin of this goat?" He collected the gun.
"Nothing. We want you to kill something! Kill! Just kill!"
"What do you take me for? You want my first kill to be a goat?"
"Okay. Kelvin, take the goat away. Bring in the boy"
"Yes, ma'am"
Juno was shaken at the sound of 'the boy' but he kept mute and rubbed his gun in pretence.
Soon Kelvin returned with a young boy that was very scared to death.
"Juno, kill this boy!" Winnie ordered angrily.
"Ahhhh! I don't want to die. I'm just seventeen" The boy screamed.
"What is his offence? " Juno asked.
"Uh, he sells drugs for us. Kid refused to pay what he owes" Kelvin answered.
"I'll pay. I promise, I will pay. I'll even add interest"
"You see? No need to kill. Problem solved. You heard the kid"
"Kelvin, damn! Take the kid away. Please, bring in the woman"
Kelvin went away and returned with a lady that was very beautiful and attractive. Juno wondered what she was doing there.
"Don't tell me you want me to kill her too?"
"Please, don't kill me. Please, I'll do anything" The pretty lady begged.
"Kill her, Juno! No questions this time"
"Wait a minute, Baby. But why?"
"She's one of our hooker. After doing some runs, She stopped showing up" Winnie reluctantly answered.
"Are you married?" Juno asked her.
"That's not even important" Kelvin countered.
"No! I'm not. I promise not to run away. I promise" The woman begged.
"See? Problem solved. Man! I should be a judge" Juno laughed, but nobody joined him.
"Take her away and bring the old man"
Kelvin left with the woman and returned with an old man who looked stronger than his age.
"This is Don Calito. A renowned gangster, he was tough in his youth. Not to be joked with" Kelvin gave a short biography.
"So, you want him dead. Why?"
"Our number one gang enemy is controlled by his son. Let's kill the father and send a message"
"No, no. We can't kill this helpless old man. Don't put the sin of the son on the father" Juno laughed heartily, bending down and touching his knee, he then left the gun on the floor.
"Who's thisss fuuul calling helpless?" The old man managed to say quickly.
"You, old Mannie. I feel for you, you're like a father to me"
The old man quickly took the gun on the floor and gave Juno three quick shots on his stomach and quickly he threw the gun away. Kelvin and Winnie were shocked, what happened, happened unexpectedly.
Juno didn't even get a chance to reflect on his actions before dying.
"Ahhhh! Plreeease, can ahhhh join zhaa gang?" The old man asked.
Well, what would you do if you were Kelvin or Winnie?
© Clint II Oxide.
Having said all this, I hope we've through these texts met.
My name is Cleanthing and I just want to make things clean.
Don't touch the dial!!
