₦airaland Forum

I was in my 2nd yr in UNICAL,it was after our last
xam,immediately we finishd d afternun paper they was a
kind group discussn within the students,some were
informing frnds and colleague where re going to spend
their holiday,I walkd up to one of my coursemate and ask
him where she was aiming to spend hers and she
responded Abj,I was full of excitment cos I had on my
mind visiting my uncle they,I begd her that we travel
together cos it was my first trip to Abuja,she whole
heartdly acceptd,
On the day of our journey we arrived Abuja late we
decided to sleep @ a place she cald Area 1,in d midnite a
car drove in close to where we were sleeping I couldn' t
rise my head cos of tiredns,I actualy pple bargining a
business I heard 150,000 and d other said 130,000 amist of
d little noise I woke up to easy myself,immediately two
men approachd me and ordered me to move into d packd
vehicle,I was crying bitterly cos I sensed danger,getn to d
door of d vehicle I saw d girl da took me to Abuja steping
down 4rm d vehicle I pleaded wit her to help me beg
those men bt she silently walk out on me.they binded my
eyes and took me to unknown destination.
On my arrival I saw other men tied on different side of d
dark room,u cn hardly when its day or nite they,what they
do is when prominent men want to do sacrifice they ll
come they,the queen ll cast a die and whosoever it fall on
ll be slaughter or giving away to pple that buys him.
My first time to see the sun was my 5th yr over they when
my rank reached to d pple that used to throw excrete
outside the place.
In my 7th yr that was 20011 a setting politicians came that
needed to make sacrifice in regard to his political
office,when they cast d die,it was my turn,
Early morning that day they came and pick me,we stopd @
a seting place when it was already dawn,they came down
to easy themselves,lo and behold I saw a woman coming
back 4rm d church wit olive oil in her hand I recal da its a
forbidden item in da place we were locked I opened d door
and ran to d woman ,they start screaming and ran after me
and told pple that im their mad brother that re taking me
to psychiatric hospital 4 treatment bt shoutd it louder da
im not mad,some boys were beating me to re enter d car
bt fortunately one old man arrived @ the scene and askd d
boys to stop that I wasn't sounding like a mad person,in d
mist of d argument the old man pleaded da we go to d
nearby police station 4 further interrogatns,the men agreed
and enter their car,insteady of going wit us they reversed
back quickly ran bk to Abuja,
The old man took me to d station where I narratd my
experiences,they took me to a church owned by my town
man where they rise money 4 me and I travel back home.
On geting home they told me that my parents died several
yrs ago after al hope were lost on me cos we were only
two children of m parents and im f only male child
That's hw my yrs were wasted,I lost my academy pursuit,
my parents,d only person I ve is my sister who I dnt even
kno her wayabout cos I was told da it was during my
mothers burial da a woman pitied her and took along wit
her to Abuja,hmm he broke into uncontrollable tears.