sassysure:

If people around u help you, good o but they owe you no obligation to help at all
The day people start thinking with the mindset of coming alone in this world, the better for them.

Nobody owe u anything bro.
If they didn't help, move on. And no hating.

piroux:
I was a student on break from the University of Ilorin that year. I boarded a cab at Post office to sawmill garage, I was going back home to Lagos. We got to Taiwo and the driver told me to get down with my baggage, they weren't going to Sawmill anymore. The cab was full, a man in front, one at the back and a woman beside me. I got down, muttered under my breath and finally found another cab to sawmill.

Got to Sawmill and I couldn't find my wallet. It contained all my money, about N6,000. I got down in front of the park and searched my things frantically, nothing. It was gone! To say I was devastated 8s saying it lightly. It's been years and I still remember that wallet.

I immediately picked my phone and called my dad in Lagos, crying like the little idiot I was. He said and I quote "Is that why you're crying? Don't disturb me! Call your mother!!" I remember that call like yesterday. I remember looking at all the faces surrounding me and feeling very, very alone.

I realised I was sitting on the floor then. Someone pulled me up and the cabman told me to forget the money and left. Another passenger offered to pay my fare to Lagos. I called my mom, she said to go back home that she'd send the money to me. So this same passenger gave me N500, I went back home, got the alert from my mom and then travelled the next day.

Somehow, while my dad paid most of my bills through school, what stands out for me was that day when my mom rescued me.

I don't know if it counts as a betrayal but it felt like one. Especially when he never asked about it when I got home.

bestabigaelever:
When I lost my lost my baby brothers 15days interval, my mum was in the hospital for like 3months, I didn't see my dad, mummy Abigael our neighbor was giving me food, I was so small, I didn't see prof, mum tofunmi, baba kekere, bro bukky, bro Lekan, bro Sunday, bro folunso, my grandma in Ile aridiogo..... I didn't see them
Although I was small, I wish I was the one that died in place of my brothers

darhray:
With your words, it seems we are family and will love to confirm, first my father name is ISHOLA , please reply if am getting good with u, all the names u mentioned looks familiar

bestabigaelever:

OH OH!
Please don't don't tell me you are bro Dare

darhray:
message me 07059378066

godkiller:
I don't wish to remember it again.

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