kereman1:
Mine is sometime arnd 2013 wen i was traveling wit my uncle who drive young shall grow luxury bus, at bout 1pm arnd benin a dangote truck hit a tanker, which made d tanker to hit our bus behind at d back door, thank GOD for d driving experience of my uncle he managed to gain control without falling into a ditch, fuel started dripping from d tanker
my uncle opened all d doors but d back door didnt open cos it jammed, it was a sunny afternoon, me, my uncle, d front door conductor, and an attacted passenger were d only survivors from d luxury cos we made it out in time and climbed uphill were d spilled fuel didnt reach,
all 60seated passengers, back door conductor, attachments,burnt to death, including some small buses,

it was indeed an unforgettable day, i heard ppl scream, both d old, young, strong, weak,

RIP to them all

beetown:

what a coincidence....i live in ughelli too

izzy4shizzy:
The day I would never forget was that faithful sunday my girlfriend/former love of my life told me that she is leaving me for one yeye rich dude I dont even know....


Girls are wicked sha

okonja:
16years 7Months 13days 18hours 22minutes ago...October 1, 2001 . The day I was involved in a fire accident.
We were thought how to make Shoe Polish on board but instructed to prepare it at home and submit as assignment the following week. I was afraid of the teacher that took the subject then, so I obliged to carry out the experiment.

I was done with everything and was about to bring it down from fire, in the cause of transferring the pot from stove to the zinc, it got exploded and the hot substance with fire sprouted out of the pot and poured on my right part of the body from head to toe but my leg was mostly affected, other parts are looking good now

Spent 7weeks at Lautech Teaching Hospital Oshogbo because it was a 3rd degree burn

Had to learn how to stand on my legs like a toddler after 4weeks and started walking the 5th week.

If you schooled in BICAS that time, you will know me by now

gaby:
The day i slept in a cemetry out of no choice...long story...but will have to tell it some day for therapeutic sake

sunemi:
I just feel like sharing this for the first time. It was my 12th birthday and I was in our apartment. My neighbors children (girls) of about 10 and 8 respectively came in. Immediately they went to our bathroom to shower. The door was opened, their dad checked them in their flat and didn't see them, so he just barged into my flat. They were just stepping out of the bathroom (naked) and on seeing them, he started accusing me of raping them. I am an introvert and very naive about sex then. Immediately he alerted the other neighbors and everyone on the street. The police came in an hour and they beat me like a thief, I cried and cried. I was abused heavily as a kid. I was handcuffed and taken to the station with no one to believe me. I thank God for the intervention of my parents and some other people around, I was vindicated. He ruined my birthday party that was supposed to take place that night. It was the worst birthday gift anyone could get. The stigma almost made me commit suicide. It happened in Ogun State. Till today it still hurts. I can't ever forgive him even after 13years.

cecymiammy:
The day I took weed dissolve in a palmwine

njokuuche77:


How did you know it was weed? :

tyconcepts:
The day my trouser tore just as I was stepping into an interview panel.... My village people followed me in a night bus

GIDIBANKZ:


Did you marry her

BMCSlayer:
This story is for all my guys in the struggle. Read and learn


Two good friends, an elephant and a mouse, were walking through the jungles of Africa. Both minding their own business going down the path.

The elephant trips and falls into a huge hole and starts screaming, "Save me, save me!"

The mouse says, "Wtf do you expect me... Wait, wait... I got an idea."

The mouse runs home, goes into his garage and gets out his Mercedes Benz. He then drives to the hardware store, buys some rope and puts the rope in the back of Mercedes Benz.

The mouse drives back to the hole shouts down to the elephant, "Listen, I'm gonna tie this end of the rope to the back of my Mercedes Benz, and you tie the other end to your snout. So that way when we pull out, you'll be saved."

The plan worked.

A couple of days later, the elephant and the mouse were walking through the jungles of Africa again. Still minding their own business going down the path.

This time, the mouse trips and falls into the same hole and screams, "Save me, save me!"

The elephant whips out his dick, drops it in the hole and tells the mouse, "Run up my dick, and you'll be saved." ...and of course the plan worked.

...and do you know what the moral of this story is?

If you got a big dick, you don't need a Mercedes Benz

ayanbaba2:


yes! your village people scored you an extra-time goal... no way back!


you're funny!

cecymiammy:

Funny u....saw the mixture

dexcira:

U strong o. Tell us na

Audray:
Lol. Yes 8. Jeez Joe. If i could, I'd give you an award for the little army of monickers you've created. I'm frigging impressed.

obataokenwa:
Nop.

Holysucker:
I will neva forget dis day..i wore a torned boxer unaware of it witout my clothes on.just my boxer..and der was dis girl I was crushing on den in my compound,(dey just parkd in newly)..was just trying to show off my fresh boy body swags den..I notice dat each time I walk pass her she will b laffing silently.and will b looking at me codedly..I was in an elated mood,started feeling fly tinking maybe she was actually feeling d Nigga,

i later summoned d courage to ask her wats making her laff..she was like I shud go and change my boxer.I looked at my boxer it was den it dawned on me dat av bin walking round d compound wit a torned boxer.

U kw d rest.??

johndwayy:

Tell us.. Why would your mom be dismayed?

dancok:
Well, i never forget every single day, every day is to be remembered.

Northmall:
February 7, 2017
Lost my baby sister and I couldn't get to see her before she was buried. She was just 10 yo

gaby:
This is going to make a long read though but here we go..

The story about a day i'll never forget..

The year was 1999 and i was just 21,had dropped out of college and decided to migrate for economic reason from my home state in Nigeria.

With no pre-requisites nor sufficient finance to go legal by obtaining a visa and flying,i opted to travel by land through the desert onwards Spain via Moroco. There was however a snag as all i had was a map and a sketch of how and where to change vehicles at specific towns in each country i’ll be passing through. Fortunately on the night i was to board the check out bus from my small town of Benin City enroute Katsina State bordering Nigeria and Niger Republic,half the passengers on the bus turned out to be making the same journey so we all naturally gelled and formed a group.

We got to the border town the next morning and got smuggled into a vehicle that took us further into Niger Republic specifically to a town called Agadez.We did a couple of more days there until we got the next connection to smuggle us through the Sahara desert into a town (Tamaransett) in Algeria. Pertinent to note here that the ultimate target of our journey was to hit Morroco from where we can either Climb accross the razor fences seperating Morocco from either of Spain’s enclave of Ceuta and Mellila both on mainland Morocco.This is actually like crossing from Mexico into the US.

A lot happened on the travel through the Sahara as we did the journey in three days.From co travellers collapsing and been abandoned in the desert to having to survive on our urines. Travelling through the desert we did come upon a couple of human skeletal remains of a couple of unfortunate travellers.

Not to bore you folks with my epistle so i’ll leave out much of what i went through on the journey and continue from when we got into Moroccan territory or the border between Morocco and Algeria in a town called Magniya.Everybody journeying through that route actually get together at this jungle-a valley actually where we set up camps and wait to make up a certain acceptable number for the smugglers to take us on the journey by foot through the woods,deserts and jungles of Morroco to evade the authorities.On a good day with a good guide who knows the route well that’ll be a 2 weeks or thereabouts journey on foot.

So on this day my group and i got prepped to embark on this journey.We had gotten our standard supplies of barguettes,sardines and milk to survive on just enough not too heavy to burden us on the long walk.

We journey only at nights for cover.On the first night we covered a couple of km’s in between some guys and ladies already dropping by the way side not able to keep up pace and exhausted,nobody even cares it’s either you ship in or ship out. So we continued until i eventually took a short rest and afterwards got sperated from the group and i knew not what way to continue on.

Out of frustration,hunger and desperation i decided to come out of the woods in broad day not a single scare of the police as i would have gladly ran to them at this point if for nothing at all just for something to eat and a place to sleep.I started begging for food from some locals who were so kind God bless them.These locals will actually get into trouble with the authorities if it becomes public knowledge that they are habouring or didnt report seeing an alien.But these guys will take me in,make me ‘shai’ morrocan tea and bread then hide me until night time then show me how to go and avoid the cops.

So i continued until i got to Nador.This town actually borders Mellila one of the spanish Territories on Morrocan soil.Meanwhile as a group,our original destination was Rabat where we have a decent population of fellow immigrants on the same journey,where we could gather and map out the next strategy on how to cross into spain either by ferry on. a dingy across the atlantic/mediterranean or scaling the razor fences.

When i arrived Nador i was lost for how to proceed being alone.Mind you it was 2 weeks plus already since i got seperated from my group.I hadn’t showered all these while so you can imagine what i was like. While thinking about my life and how to proceed a bike drove up to me and asked i hopped on,i was hesitant but he insisted and i obliged.He drove me for about 5 kilometres and stopped then asked me to keep left and climb a super mountain across that if i did that and kept to my left i’ll get close to the razor fence.

I thanked him and started on the journey of climbing the huge mountain.From my reckoning i started ascending at about past 8pm when the.man dropped me and when i got to the peak of the mountain where i could see all around Nador and also look into the spanish territory it must have taken me about 3 hours but i became so fired up that at least i’m close to spain.

While i was still basking in the euphoria of my new found luck and planing on where to attack from,the heavens gave way and it started raining cats and dogs with no where to take shelter.

I decided to just keep walking with no particular direction until i happened on a cemetry.When i got to the cemetry at about 12–1 am i couldn’t hold it any longer.I just broke down and started crying my hearts out thinking about my family and friends and how no one knows where i am at what i was passing through. Afterall and the rain had subsided i hadn’t the will to continue that night i just laid on the closest grave to me and prayed for the person resting there.

Pretty tough journey i must confess but had to leave out most parts for easy reading.

Thats it folks a lil story about my life.

Thanks for your time and for reading.

dexcira

njokuuche77:


It could be vegetable. Well what do i know!

imhotep:

cc lzaa yarimo sarrki alariiwo

imhotep:

cc lzaa yarimo sarrki alariiwo