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You are a beautiful flower dear That will never fade,I don't gel wit u on u fading nah.

God really saved u and I admire ur courage and strength.

Are you still in Abuja?










quote author=VickyRotex post=32553746]After seeing the thread about the one chance taxi driver that was caught, I’m sharing a similar experience I had in 2012.


It was on a Saturday afternoon, I boarded a taxi at AYA Abuja, my intention was to alight at Naomi plaza/park (A mini-zoo) but I wasn’t familiar with the place, my friends only told me it’s about #60 to #70 from AYA.


For those who had similar experience, you’ll rememeber that, it’s usually four people in the cab before you get in. i.e the driver, a passenger beside him, and two other passengers behind. Then the victim becomes the fifth/last passenger.

In my own case, there was a man (in white) sitting next to the driver, a dirty looking youth (the "invisible dollar" owner), and a woman (should be in her late-30’s).

I was so comfortable seeing a woman, especially being an elderly woman, I knew I wasn’t in the midst of men alone. Little did I know that comfort would disappear in few minutes


My mistake was telling the driver I don’t know the park (I don’t really see it as a mistake tho, cos I believe it’s a good thing to ask questions when you’re not clear)


The driver and his crew took advantage of that fact, and just about a minute to get to the park, they started their usual story of dollars.

The dirty guy said he wanted to alight, and told the driver to open the trunk so he could take his “Ghana must go” the driver paused and asked the boy if truly he is the owner of the bags, the boy said yes, and "Boom" the whole arguement started.

(Oh before that day, I only hear of one chance, never heard the full gist from anyone, so I was still enjoying the conversation)

The driver asked how can such a young boy be going about with 100 thousand dollars, ghen ghen, that’s when my eyes opened. I was like 100 thousand dollar in this car? Okay na. Bring it on. (How did the driver get to know the actual amount? I asked myself) Just when I asked myself that question, the woman asked the driver how he got to know the exact amount, then he said, its written on the bags (Kai, they were tryna sell me)


The boy kept begging and crying, defending himself with some fake stories, how he served his boss in kano for 10years and he wasn’t paid well, now the Boss is dead, and he entered one of his rooms, and saw 10 bags filled with dollars, then he carried three of the bags cos he was in a hurry (I was like, if you were not rushing you’d have carried more? Greed!!! And how can you possibly carry 3 bags filled with dollars from kano, and it wasn’t noticed by anyone? All this questions in my mind tho )


The driver still kept saying no, that he has to take him to the police station, all this while I was still mute and my own concern was for him to tell me when we get to the park.

Then the woman started begging saying she has a son like him at home and wouldn’t pray for such a boy to go to jail, the man at the front was still quiet and dint even interfere, he was just looking at his watch. The driver finally said, since the woman has begged, then maybe we should go to a place(his mechanic’s place) to share the money huhh That’s when I knew it was real now, and not an illusion.


I couldn’t pick my calls, I was scared. The driver asked everyone in the car, and they all said they were comfortable with the sharing. They already started discussing who takes the larger part, as the driver kept driving. Then he asked why I haven’t said anything, I was like (oh, I’m not concentrating on their discussion, that I just want to get to the park cos I got people waiting for me) he said okay, that we were almost there (we already passed the place ooo, and I dint know) but that shey I’ll still follow them to have a share ba? I said No. He asked why? I dint reply.


It dawned on me, that we’ve gone too far for such a journey to be #70 Naira like my friends told me. I started crying like a baby inwardly, but I was as bold as a giant outwardly. I told the driver to stop, he asked why, I said I’m not going to the park again, that it’s too far, and I needed to get back home on time. He said he’s not going to stop that he’s suspecting I'm an SSS agent and I might arrest them for knowing their plans about sharing the money. (Even if I’m an SSS agent/police, how can I arrest all of you at same time *in my mind*).

I was calm, dint wanna raise my voice, since I already knew what they were capable of doing. I just kept saying I’m not ready to share any dollar, (I could hear my heart beat, but I was still bold)

All of a sudden the driver stopped, he was about asking me a question ("You mean sey you no wan go share this money"?) as I opened the door, and stepped out. He asked for his money and I gave him 100Naira, (I wasn't bothered about the change), he said No, it’s #250, that we already passed Naomi park since. (Something I already knew)

I didn’t argue, I gave him another #100. Walked away, and the quiet devil at the front started talking and cursing his entire generation (not mine) the woman also joined. The driver called me all sort of names, and said “Na God save you” then zoomed off. (I said before nko, Only God could save me na)

I was on the lonely road, (still afraid, and looking right, left, front and back at same time ) I crossed to the other lane, and a cab stopped, he didn’t even ask what I was doing there, he just said “You don enter their hand abi”? I was surprised.

He offered to help me back to the park and while we were going he was gisting me about those people, saying when you insist on sharing the money with them, they either take you to a quiet place and rob you of everything you’ve got/unclad you, or they use someone for money rituals. He said they usually do the latter. And that they make use of charm/juju. Hmmmm

I got to the Park safe, tho was still in shock, I thanked the driver and alighted. He didn’t even collect a dime. God bless him wherever he is.

Oh, if I was greedy and decided to go with them to see/share their invisible dollars probably I won’t be here sharing this.

A friend told me, even if she feels the dollar is not there, she’d still go with them to be 100% sure. Hmmmm okay

Nairalanders, One chance is real. It's a day I can't forget too easily. I kept wondering what would have happened to me if the driver didn't stop or if their juju had worked.

I hope someone learns from this. Be careful and vigilant. I learnt they've got new strategies they use to get at their victims, but I pray they don't succeed as much as they try to.

In all, I give thanks to God!!!


cc: DragonKing

there you go



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Rawhumper:


You are a beautiful flower dear That will never fade,I don't gel wit u on u fading nah.

God really saved u and I admire ur courage and strength.

Are you still in Abuja?

lol it's a song by Casting Crown. Besides it's true. Our journey on earth is short compared to what eternity's got in store for us.

Thanks! Yes God saved me.

No longer in Abuja.

So where u now?








quote author=VickyRotex post=89499937]

lol it's a song by Casting Crown. Besides it's true. Our journey on earth is short compared to what eternity's got in store for us.

Thanks! Yes God saved me.

No longer in Abuja. [/quote]

Still waiting for the story .

Check my signature in my profile you know how life is










quote author=VickyRotex post=89499937]

lol it's a song by Casting Crown. Besides it's true. Our journey on earth is short compared to what eternity's got in store for us.

Thanks! Yes God saved me.

No longer in Abuja. [/quote]

Hahaha honestly i recalled what happened to me in 2018 it wasn’t funny at all God really saved me. My boss sent me to one of his clients to collect some cash about #400,000k when I collected the cash I boarded a keke napep in that keke was the driver and a man at the back when I entered another guy entered immediately telling the driver exactly where I told him I was alighting from. But I never suspected anything Meanwhile am in their middle. On our way the first man I saw started asking me where he can find a particular pharmacy I told him I don’t know but he can stop at any pharmacy close by and ask they will be in a position to know and the other guy that came in after me told him where it was that was how he started blessing us and giving us fake prophesy. The prophesy goes thus: that the guy has a sick mother in the village who is blind and the cos of her blindness was as result of an old woman in his family in order for the guy to know who it was he has to do some prayer and mine is that my mum was sick and there was a cause of the sickness that if I also want to know who did it I will have to do some prayers. The other guy started telling me that everything he said abt him was tru and he asked him how he knew but he said it’s not important but meanwhile he said we should embark on the prayer right there in the keke Just then the driver stopped and said his keke is faulty and he said let’s use this opportunity and do the prayer and that the other guy has to go first since he is by the door and that he should live every thing he has on him and go three poles away he should pray for 5 minutes and come bk the guy dropped everything even his wallet and phones and necklace and writswatch to go pray when it was my turn he also said I should do same to dropped everything and go pray. It dawned on me I was with my boss’s 400k Jesus my eyes just open fiammm I told them I can’t drop anything and go pray they started convincing me. Meanwhile the driver didn’t say anything instead he was at the back of his keke fixing god knows what I went to the back of the keke gave him his #50 and vamoose later when I got home my sis told me same tin the did to her colleagues that’s when it dawned on me it was one chance god saved me oooooo

Rawhumper:
Still waiting for the story .

Check my signature in my profile you know how life is

You signature says: "If you think a person is too small to make a difference,then you have not spent a night with a mosquito!"

why are we comparing a person to a mosquito?

amiibaby:
Hahaha honestly i recalled what happened to me in 2018 it wasn’t funny at all God really saved me. My boss sent me to one of his clients to collect some cash about #400,000k when I collected the cash I boarded a keke napep in that keke was the driver and a man at the back when I entered another guy entered immediately telling the driver exactly where I told him I was alighting from. But I never suspected anything Meanwhile am in their middle. On our way the first man I saw started asking me where he can find a particular pharmacy I told him I don’t know but he can stop at any pharmacy close by and ask they will be in a position to know and the other guy that came in after me told him where it was that was how he started blessing us and giving us fake prophesy. The prophesy goes thus: that the guy has a sick mother in the village who is blind and the cos of her blindness was as result of an old woman in his family in order for the guy to know who it was he has to do some prayer and mine is that my mum was sick and there was a cause of the sickness that if I also want to know who did it I will have to do some prayers. The other guy started telling me that everything he said abt him was tru and he asked him how he knew but he said it’s not important but meanwhile he said we should embark on the prayer right there in the keke Just then the driver stopped and said his keke is faulty and he said let’s use this opportunity and do the prayer and that the other guy has to go first since he is by the door and that he should live every thing he has on him and go three poles away he should pray for 5 minutes and come bk the guy dropped everything even his wallet and phones and necklace and writswatch to go pray when it was my turn he also said I should do same to dropped everything and go pray. It dawned on me I was with my boss’s 400k Jesus my eyes just open fiammm I told them I can’t drop anything and go pray they started convincing me. Meanwhile the driver didn’t say anything instead he was at the back of his keke fixing god knows what I went to the back of the keke gave him his #50 and vamoose later when I got home my sis told me same tin the did to her colleagues that’s when it dawned on me it was one chance god saved me oooooo

Wow!!!! To think that 6 years (2012/2018) apart and these people still haven't changed. Always finding new means to reap where they haven't sown. Really sad. Sorry you had to go through that.

I'm so happy that you didn't fall for it. Thank God for your life, and thanks for sharing your story.

Not all persons,figuratively speaking there are some who are worse than mosquitoes dear.

Those who disturb our ear drums with redpill issues

VickyRotex:


You signature says: "If you think a person is too small to make a difference,then you have not spent a night with a mosquito!"

why are we comparing a person to a mosquito?

Rawhumper:


Not all persons,figuratively speaking there are some who are worse than mosquitoes dear.

Those who disturb our ear drums with redpill issues

Okay, I'm lost! But it's okay.

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If you studied literature you would have retraced your lost track .


By the way,can tell the the worst story do you want to go personal so that you can pm or vice versa.

I like your least nightmare,cant imagine how your worst would be like dear.
Come on sweetie...share it plzzxzzzz











quote author=VickyRotex post=89537620]

Okay, I'm lost! But it's okay. [/quote]

Rawhumper:


If you studied literature you would have retraced your lost track .


By the way,can tell the the worst story do you want to go personal so that you can pm or vice versa.

I like your least nightmare,cant imagine how your worst would be like dear.
Come on sweetie...share it plzzxzzzz

Na to dey thank God sey I no study literature be that o.

Bros, I no dey share ooo. Seriously, I'm not ready to share the other stories. I'll pass!

Thanks for reading thru

VickyRotex:


Wow!!!! To think that 6 years (2012/2018) apart and these people still haven't changed. Always finding new means to reap where they haven't sown. Really sad. Sorry you had to go through that.

I'm so happy that you didn't fall for it. Thank God for your life, and thanks for sharing your story.

amiibaby:
Thanks for reading thru

Ah my pleasure

Sis,why you dey do like dis na?

You wan jux comot for my domot as I come dey like your style abegi no pass.

I no wan make u dey for your lane wich one u dey na,shooo?

Abegi!


I am all weather my dear that's why I don't dull on whatever I do....

I understand dear,you really one with a gift.

VickyRotex:


Na to dey thank God sey I no study literature be that o.

Bros, I no dey share ooo. Seriously, I'm not ready to share the other stories. I'll pass!

VickyRotex:
After seeing the thread about the one chance taxi driver that was caught, I’m sharing a similar experience I had in 2012.


It was on a Saturday afternoon, I boarded a taxi at AYA Abuja, my intention was to alight at Naomi plaza/park (A mini-zoo) but I wasn’t familiar with the place, my friends only told me it’s about #60 to #70 from AYA.


For those who had similar experience, you’ll rememeber that, it’s usually four people in the cab before you get in. i.e the driver, a passenger beside him, and two other passengers behind. Then the victim becomes the fifth/last passenger.

In my own case, there was a man (in white) sitting next to the driver, a dirty looking youth (the "invisible dollar" owner), and a woman (should be in her late-30’s).

I was so comfortable seeing a woman, especially being an elderly woman, I knew I wasn’t in the midst of men alone. Little did I know that comfort would disappear in few minutes


My mistake was telling the driver I don’t know the park (I don’t really see it as a mistake tho, cos I believe it’s a good thing to ask questions when you’re not clear)


The driver and his crew took advantage of that fact, and just about a minute to get to the park, they started their usual story of dollars.

The dirty guy said he wanted to alight, and told the driver to open the trunk so he could take his “Ghana must go” the driver paused and asked the boy if truly he is the owner of the bags, the boy said yes, and "Boom" the whole arguement started.

(Oh before that day, I only hear of one chance, never heard the full gist from anyone, so I was still enjoying the conversation)

The driver asked how can such a young boy be going about with 100 thousand dollars, ghen ghen, that’s when my eyes opened. I was like 100 thousand dollar in this car? Okay na. Bring it on. (How did the driver get to know the actual amount? I asked myself) Just when I asked myself that question, the woman asked the driver how he got to know the exact amount, then he said, its written on the bags (Kai, they were tryna sell me)


The boy kept begging and crying, defending himself with some fake stories, how he served his boss in kano for 10years and he wasn’t paid well, now the Boss is dead, and he entered one of his rooms, and saw 10 bags filled with dollars, then he carried three of the bags cos he was in a hurry (I was like, if you were not rushing you’d have carried more? Greed!!! And how can you possibly carry 3 bags filled with dollars from kano, and it wasn’t noticed by anyone? All this questions in my mind tho )


The driver still kept saying no, that he has to take him to the police station, all this while I was still mute and my own concern was for him to tell me when we get to the park.

Then the woman started begging saying she has a son like him at home and wouldn’t pray for such a boy to go to jail, the man at the front was still quiet and dint even interfere, he was just looking at his watch. The driver finally said, since the woman has begged, then maybe we should go to a place(his mechanic’s place) to share the money huhh That’s when I knew it was real now, and not an illusion.


I couldn’t pick my calls, I was scared. The driver asked everyone in the car, and they all said they were comfortable with the sharing. They already started discussing who takes the larger part, as the driver kept driving. Then he asked why I haven’t said anything, I was like (oh, I’m not concentrating on their discussion, that I just want to get to the park cos I got people waiting for me) he said okay, that we were almost there (we already passed the place ooo, and I dint know) but that shey I’ll still follow them to have a share ba? I said No. He asked why? I dint reply.


It dawned on me, that we’ve gone too far for such a journey to be #70 Naira like my friends told me. I started crying like a baby inwardly, but I was as bold as a giant outwardly. I told the driver to stop, he asked why, I said I’m not going to the park again, that it’s too far, and I needed to get back home on time. He said he’s not going to stop that he’s suspecting I'm an SSS agent and I might arrest them for knowing their plans about sharing the money. (Even if I’m an SSS agent/police, how can I arrest all of you at same time *in my mind*).

I was calm, dint wanna raise my voice, since I already knew what they were capable of doing. I just kept saying I’m not ready to share any dollar, (I could hear my heart beat, but I was still bold)

All of a sudden the driver stopped, he was about asking me a question ("You mean sey you no wan go share this money"?) as I opened the door, and stepped out. He asked for his money and I gave him 100Naira, (I wasn't bothered about the change), he said No, it’s #250, that we already passed Naomi park since. (Something I already knew)

I didn’t argue, I gave him another #100. Walked away, and the quiet devil at the front started talking and cursing his entire generation (not mine) the woman also joined. The driver called me all sort of names, and said “Na God save you” then zoomed off. (I said before nko, Only God could save me na)

I was on the lonely road, (still afraid, and looking right, left, front and back at same time ) I crossed to the other lane, and a cab stopped, he didn’t even ask what I was doing there, he just said “You don enter their hand abi”? I was surprised.

He offered to help me back to the park and while we were going he was gisting me about those people, saying when you insist on sharing the money with them, they either take you to a quiet place and rob you of everything you’ve got/unclad you, or they use someone for money rituals. He said they usually do the latter. And that they make use of charm/juju. Hmmmm

I got to the Park safe, tho was still in shock, I thanked the driver and alighted. He didn’t even collect a dime. God bless him wherever he is.

Oh, if I was greedy and decided to go with them to see/share their invisible dollars probably I won’t be here sharing this.

A friend told me, even if she feels the dollar is not there, she’d still go with them to be 100% sure. Hmmmm okay

Nairalanders, One chance is real. It's a day I can't forget too easily. I kept wondering what would have happened to me if the driver didn't stop or if their juju had worked.

I hope someone learns from this. Be careful and vigilant. I learnt they've got new strategies they use to get at their victims, but I pray they don't succeed as much as they try to.

In all, I give thanks to God!!!


cc: DragonKing

there you go

Me i can only laf

mine was in the hand of ritualist, how God save me is stil a mystery to me, but wen i remember...i look up and laff

ur own na inside town na, mine was inside forest
hmmm

OlawaleBammie:


Me i can only laf

mine was in the hand of ritualist, how God save me is stil a mystery to me, but wen i remember...i look up and laff

ur own na inside town na, mine was inside forest
hmmm

forest? Wow that's scary.

Thank God for your Life ooo. Owo aye oni ba wa ooo.

VickyRotex:


forest? Wow that's scary.

Thank God for your Life ooo. Owo aye oni ba wa ooo.

Amin oo hmmm

if am not exaggerating it, they wil b amounting to around 12 in number, Armed with SMG and i was d only prey among them, around 9pm in a thick forest. hmmm



Weneva i remember November 18, 2010, it would always cross my mind dat i wil b relevant in life

OlawaleBammie:


Amin oo hmmm

if am not exaggerating it, they wil b amounting to around 12 in number, Armed with SMG and i was d only prey among them, around 9pm in a thick forest. hmmm

That's scary. good to know you survived/escaped it.

Weneva i remember November 18, 2010, it would always cross my mind dat i wil b relevant in life

Hmmmm true. There's a purpose for each breathe.

VickyRotex:


That's scary. good to know you survived/escaped it.


Hmmmm true. There's a purpose for each breathe.

Woo we Thank God jare.


Vicky its nice chatting with u, i found pleasure and love chatting with you: tho u denied me knowing ur state and am stil willing to know...Lol.


Do have a wonderful moment ahead of you, see u around soon.

OlawaleBammie:


Woo we Thank God jare.


Vicky its nice chatting with u, i found pleasure and love chatting with you: tho u denied me knowing ur state and am stil willing to know...Lol.


Do have a wonderful moment ahead of you, see u around soon.

lol. Nice chatting with you too.

Have a nice one!

Technically, these are not
one chance robbers but money
doublers or "wash wash".

One chance people overpower you
& rob you violently & may even kill
you & theb push you out of the car.

Hi dear, its been a Long time.....just remembered You all to Let You know i have u in ma mind.










quote author=VickyRotex post=32553746]After seeing the thread about the one chance taxi driver that was caught, I’m sharing a similar experience I had in 2012.


It was on a Saturday afternoon, I boarded a taxi at AYA Abuja, my intention was to alight at Naomi plaza/park (A mini-zoo) but I wasn’t familiar with the place, my friends only told me it’s about #60 to #70 from AYA.


For those who had similar experience, you’ll rememeber that, it’s usually four people in the cab before you get in. i.e the driver, a passenger beside him, and two other passengers behind. Then the victim becomes the fifth/last passenger.

In my own case, there was a man (in white) sitting next to the driver, a dirty looking youth (the "invisible dollar" owner), and a woman (should be in her late-30’s).

I was so comfortable seeing a woman, especially being an elderly woman, I knew I wasn’t in the midst of men alone. Little did I know that comfort would disappear in few minutes


My mistake was telling the driver I don’t know the park (I don’t really see it as a mistake tho, cos I believe it’s a good thing to ask questions when you’re not clear)


The driver and his crew took advantage of that fact, and just about a minute to get to the park, they started their usual story of dollars.

The dirty guy said he wanted to alight, and told the driver to open the trunk so he could take his “Ghana must go” the driver paused and asked the boy if truly he is the owner of the bags, the boy said yes, and "Boom" the whole arguement started.

(Oh before that day, I only hear of one chance, never heard the full gist from anyone, so I was still enjoying the conversation)

The driver asked how can such a young boy be going about with 100 thousand dollars, ghen ghen, that’s when my eyes opened. I was like 100 thousand dollar in this car? Okay na. Bring it on. (How did the driver get to know the actual amount? I asked myself) Just when I asked myself that question, the woman asked the driver how he got to know the exact amount, then he said, its written on the bags (Kai, they were tryna sell me)


The boy kept begging and crying, defending himself with some fake stories, how he served his boss in kano for 10years and he wasn’t paid well, now the Boss is dead, and he entered one of his rooms, and saw 10 bags filled with dollars, then he carried three of the bags cos he was in a hurry (I was like, if you were not rushing you’d have carried more? Greed!!! And how can you possibly carry 3 bags filled with dollars from kano, and it wasn’t noticed by anyone? All this questions in my mind tho )


The driver still kept saying no, that he has to take him to the police station, all this while I was still mute and my own concern was for him to tell me when we get to the park.

Then the woman started begging saying she has a son like him at home and wouldn’t pray for such a boy to go to jail, the man at the front was still quiet and dint even interfere, he was just looking at his watch. The driver finally said, since the woman has begged, then maybe we should go to a place(his mechanic’s place) to share the money huhh That’s when I knew it was real now, and not an illusion.


I couldn’t pick my calls, I was scared. The driver asked everyone in the car, and they all said they were comfortable with the sharing. They already started discussing who takes the larger part, as the driver kept driving. Then he asked why I haven’t said anything, I was like (oh, I’m not concentrating on their discussion, that I just want to get to the park cos I got people waiting for me) he said okay, that we were almost there (we already passed the place ooo, and I dint know) but that shey I’ll still follow them to have a share ba? I said No. He asked why? I dint reply.


It dawned on me, that we’ve gone too far for such a journey to be #70 Naira like my friends told me. I started crying like a baby inwardly, but I was as bold as a giant outwardly. I told the driver to stop, he asked why, I said I’m not going to the park again, that it’s too far, and I needed to get back home on time. He said he’s not going to stop that he’s suspecting I'm an SSS agent and I might arrest them for knowing their plans about sharing the money. (Even if I’m an SSS agent/police, how can I arrest all of you at same time *in my mind*).

I was calm, dint wanna raise my voice, since I already knew what they were capable of doing. I just kept saying I’m not ready to share any dollar, (I could hear my heart beat, but I was still bold)

All of a sudden the driver stopped, he was about asking me a question ("You mean sey you no wan go share this money"?) as I opened the door, and stepped out. He asked for his money and I gave him 100Naira, (I wasn't bothered about the change), he said No, it’s #250, that we already passed Naomi park since. (Something I already knew)

I didn’t argue, I gave him another #100. Walked away, and the quiet devil at the front started talking and cursing his entire generation (not mine) the woman also joined. The driver called me all sort of names, and said “Na God save you” then zoomed off. (I said before nko, Only God could save me na)

I was on the lonely road, (still afraid, and looking right, left, front and back at same time ) I crossed to the other lane, and a cab stopped, he didn’t even ask what I was doing there, he just said “You don enter their hand abi”? I was surprised.

He offered to help me back to the park and while we were going he was gisting me about those people, saying when you insist on sharing the money with them, they either take you to a quiet place and rob you of everything you’ve got/unclad you, or they use someone for money rituals. He said they usually do the latter. And that they make use of charm/juju. Hmmmm

I got to the Park safe, tho was still in shock, I thanked the driver and alighted. He didn’t even collect a dime. God bless him wherever he is.

Oh, if I was greedy and decided to go with them to see/share their invisible dollars probably I won’t be here sharing this.

A friend told me, even if she feels the dollar is not there, she’d still go with them to be 100% sure. Hmmmm okay

Nairalanders, One chance is real. It's a day I can't forget too easily. I kept wondering what would have happened to me if the driver didn't stop or if their juju had worked.

I hope someone learns from this. Be careful and vigilant. I learnt they've got new strategies they use to get at their victims, but I pray they don't succeed as much as they try to.

In all, I give thanks to God!!!


cc: DragonKing

there you go



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