The Gambler

amble with the last breath in me. Even when obviously gambling wasn’t in my favour, i didn’t give up. I had lost my entire life’s worth to gambling. My journey of gambling dates way back to when

ter i ran it down, so i visited a witch doctor. My mission was simple, i wanted to know the outcome of things before they actually did. This i believe would help in my predictions of matches before they are played. The herbalist after critically examining my palm like satan did to Jesus at the pinnacle showed me the luxury i stand to gain if i could go through with his terms. Desperate as i was, i needed no further counsel for my mind was made up. The witch doctor was kind enough

uite overwhelming. I did as i was told and just as i was instructed, a sickly looking man awaited me at the junction and on seeing me come close to him turned around and began to walk towards the thick forest as i followed him behind. He led me to a lonely grave

was too late. He looked at me with a mean look, the sickly man was now bowed with his face fully facing the ground and uttered no more words. After a long glance, the devil burst out into a heavily laugh for a while before making an abrupt stop. He began to make some facial expressions, at this i began to feel myself rip apart before finally i saw myself looking at myself. The me standing was in tears and unbounded. Still in a state of shock and

of 1k, i won 150Billion. It was the biggest win ever. Like the renowned Senator Osakwe, The bet company had to contact me to be a shareholder in their company since they can’t afford to pay me. I became the king

the news and all social media handles, its trending globally i interrupted. Be quiet my son, I birthed you and i watched you grow, i know you more than you know. I read the news in the papers after a deep thought, i narrowed it all to evil. I really can’t place it right now but the desperation you always had as a child remains with you. Go and undo whatsoever you have done for the end would be bitter. These were his last words before the peace in the house was upturned by my mother. She screamed the roof down. My son is not evil, how can you see things differently fr

nd they all returned with wins. My account was jubilating. My worth had increased. Within a month, there was nothing materially i ever want. I had properties in all my choice locations. I flew the world like it

veniencing and after 3 years, i wanted my old life back for even though i was poor, i was in hope that o

se but not for once did any take in for me, even when the women seem de

they lack nothing but the more i gave my siblings, the more useless they became. My mother a devout Christian had now become a chief sugar mummy in town. All the young men wanted a taste of her cake for it came with complementary wealth. The wealth seem to be destroying everyone i cared

abortive. Not even an IVF could help, neither did surrogacy. I adopted many children, i was charitable but all did not bring me happiness. I ca

him what i wanted, i wanted a child i said and i don’t want to die. Leave immediately he shouted. Having a child means elo

piritual homes looking for help but some where either scared of me or fraudsters w

y came. As i was being lowered into my tomb, in a flash i saw all my wealth being sold and squandered by my mother and siblings and within 2 years they were back to poverty while on the second vision, i saw myself aged with kids, grandchildren and great grand children. I was defin