I'M SPIRE, 28 church Avenue kosofe, mile 12, ketu, Lagos (2025)

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28 Church Avenue Kosofe, Mile 12, Ketu

01/07/2025

Holding Grudges does not make you Strong🙅🏼
It makes you Bitter📌
Forgiveness does not make you Weak🥺
It sets you Free💯

You dig ?👂👂

28/06/2025

Lie,they look into the brẹ̀ast,not heart 😂😂

28/06/2025

"The Teacher Who Taught Me More Than Books"
True Story – For Every Young Girl Out There

Back in secondary school, there was this teacher – respected, charming, and intelligent. He taught us Biology, but somehow, he became more interested in teaching me his own special "language." A funny code only he and I could understand. I thought it was harmless…until I realized it was his way of making private conversations feel normal.

Whenever I submitted my notes, I’d find little messages in that language:
"I love you."
"You’re different."
"No one compares to you."

He said those words often. He’d look at girls with heavy makeup and turn to me with a smile, “I prefer your kind of beauty – natural, untouched.”
I was young, naïve, but not stupid. I knew what he wanted. I saw the hunger behind the kindness, the desire masked in praises.

He begged me to switch to the science department. Said he’d study medicine at the university and afterward, rent a pharmacy shop for me. “You’ll sell drugs, and I’ll be your first customer every day,” he’d say jokingly, but his eyes never joked.

I refused his advances. Never agreed to date him, though it wasn’t easy.
He'd try to play on my dreams – talk about love, success, and building a future together. But I saw through it.
I was a virgin then, and somehow, I knew that’s what he really wanted.

After I left for another state, thinking it was over, he found a way to visit. Came all the way from his own state, just to see me. I was shocked.
That’s when I finally agreed to date him – just to confirm my suspicions.
And his first statement confirmed everything:

"You didn’t agree when we were close... now that you’re far, you say yes. I didn’t get what I wanted."

I froze.
He said it with no shame.
The whole time, his love wasn’t love. It was a chase. A goal. A prize.
My innocence.

Dear young girls,
Sometimes, manipulation comes dressed in compliments. Sometimes, predators hide behind respectability.
If your gut ever feels uneasy, listen to it.

This is not just a story. It’s a warning.
Protect your heart, your mind, and your body.

Because love isn’t supposed to feel like a trap.

22/06/2025

The encounter that will give your life a new turn around for greatness,may you experience it this new week 🙏🙏

22/06/2025

💭 Riddle time guys, it's Sunday, let's make it fun 😄

I speak without a mouth and hear without ears.
I have no body, but I come alive with wind.
What am I?

22/06/2025

Before the mind can truly soar,
The heart must lay the path before.
Skill may lift you high in flight,
But only character holds the height.

Happy Sunday guys ❤️

22/06/2025

Character lays the foundation before knowledge builds the tower. Your skills might get you to the top, but it's your character that keeps you standing tall."

22/06/2025

We often look at others—at their progress, success, confidence—and without meaning to, we measure our worth against their timeline. But what we don’t see is the silent battles they fought, the private moments of doubt they overcame, and the strength it took to keep moving forward.

When you compare yourself to someone else, you overlook your own resilience. You ignore the nights you cried but still showed up the next day, the days you doubted yourself but still took one more step, the moments you wanted to quit but chose to try again.

Comparison steals the spotlight from your courage.
It forgets how brave you’ve been just to continue.

So instead of measuring yourself by someone else's chapter, honor your journey. Applaud the fact that despite everything—fear, failure, fatigue—you’re still here. Still trying. Still moving.
And that is strength beyond measure.

22/06/2025

"The Teacher Who Taught Me More Than Books"
True Story – For Every Young Girl Out There

Back in secondary school, there was this teacher – respected, charming, and intelligent. He taught us Biology, but somehow, he became more interested in teaching me his own special "language." A funny code only he and I could understand. I thought it was harmless…until I realized it was his way of making private conversations feel normal.

Whenever I submitted my notes, I’d find little messages in that language:
"I love you."
"You’re different."
"No one compares to you."

He said those words often. He’d look at girls with heavy makeup and turn to me with a smile, “I prefer your kind of beauty – natural, untouched.”
I was young, naïve, but not stupid. I knew what he wanted. I saw the hunger behind the kindness, the desire masked in praises.

He begged me to switch to the science department. Said he’d study medicine at the university and afterward, rent a pharmacy shop for me. “You’ll sell drugs, and I’ll be your first customer every day,” he’d say jokingly, but his eyes never joked.

I refused his advances. Never agreed to date him, though it wasn’t easy.
He'd try to play on my dreams – talk about love, success, and building a future together. But I saw through it.
I was a virgin then, and somehow, I knew that’s what he really wanted.

After I left for another state, thinking it was over, he found a way to visit. Came all the way from his own state, just to see me. I was shocked.
That’s when I finally agreed to date him – just to confirm my suspicions.
And his first statement confirmed everything:

"You didn’t agree when we were close... now that you’re far, you say yes. I didn’t get what I wanted."

I froze.
He said it with no shame.
The whole time, his love wasn’t love. It was a chase. A goal. A prize.
My innocence.

Dear young girls,
Sometimes, manipulation comes dressed in compliments. Sometimes, predators hide behind respectability.
If your gut ever feels uneasy, listen to it.

This is not just a story. It’s a warning.
Protect your heart, your mind, and your body.

Because love isn’t supposed to feel like a trap.

06/06/2025

Walking alone on life’s journey—without friends, parents, or loved ones—can feel isolating and painful at first. But over time, it becomes a path of self-discovery and inner strength. In solitude, you learn to trust yourself, grow resilient, and find peace in your own presence. Though the road is hard, it leads to personal transformation and a deeper understanding of who you truly are.

04/06/2025

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