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A fi ki olorun sa maa so wa.

Lilsameey:
Nah God go airpus oooo for dis Naija wey don turn shit hole.

God Airpus ohh.
the kid cried as he noticed the situation on ground was more than his power

this guy Sabi lie

Be careful in this PH CITY





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Hmmmm. This reminds me of a testimony someone shared recently.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jrvZfAz8fyo

OP.. Why did your friend leave the woman and her child when he knew the kidnappers enterd the next street..

Once they knew a car is trailing them.. They either throw the woman out or do something else..

But it was not nice to just let them go like that.

Your encounters don dey many to much u need to go for spiritual cleansing...Kai but your story long sha felt like I just watched a nollywood movie about a girl escaping ritualist part 1 2 and 3

sundayoga:
Soromtochi Chisolum Okeke

Earlier this year, I was in Port Harcourt for work and I had to get to Market Square on Peter Odili Road for some work materials.

Finished buying and stepped out to get a taxi and this guy walked up to me with a smile on his face....Greeted "hello" and I responded.

Then he said to me, "go to xhdyz hotel on xyz road and wait for me, I'll meet you there soon".
Then he went ahead to give details of the place, I'm not familiar with Port Harcourt roads but I'm pretty sure he mentioned Rumuola area.

For a moment, I was too shocked for words so I stared in unbelief, disgust or maybe his juju caught me for a few minutes.
Then I turned in anger and said, "are you mad" then proceeded to say a lot of other things to me.

I noticed that each time people passed us, he'd say "are you talking to your husband like that, is that the right way to talk to your husband". So people looked at me cray cray. The funny thing is, I couldn't leave..I was cussing him out yet I couldn't feel my legs let alone moved them.

He kept throwing the husband line and telling me to move to that hotel and a whole other stuff, he also had a bottle of water he occasionally drank from...I didn't make anything of it.

People didn't get close because they thought it was family issues and on my own part, I was too dazed to speak.

I don't know what happened but somehow I found my voice and scolded him even more and this time louder. Then I turned to the security man around and asked if he knew the guy, I explained what happened to him and he said the guy told him I was his wife.

I left the goat there and walked to the road, he stood and stared for some minutes. I boarded a taxi going my way. Immediately I got in, I saw this same guy seated in the taxi or he joined after I boarded ,I can't remember now. But he kept looking at me, drank from the bottle and then started talking again. When the driver looked back, he tried to play the husband card again. But I didn't let him speak.

This time, I was really angry so I yelled at him so much while explaining to the driver...The driver swerved to the side of the road and asked him to get out....he did and the driver moved.

Told me to go thank my God because the man is either a serial rapist, murderer or ritualist.

Here's the shocker, during that incident, I remembered the name of the hotel he told me to go to while the incident lasted, but after the driver chased him out, I explained everything to the driver but I could no longer remember the name of the hotel....I only remembered Rumuola.

The driver said I don't even understand what God did for me.

Yesterday evening, I had a similar experience again in the same port Harcourt but this time around King's Assembly. I stayed somewhere close to King's Assembly so after I return from work, I'd take a stroll.

Yesterday, I had a meeting around Big Treat and after the meeting, I left for my accommodation and just as I made to cross the road, this guy came from nowhere and put one of his hands on my neck calling me something "sweetheart".
With a scowl on my face, u shouted "who's your sweetheart, shey you're mad". He called me that again. Something just told me to run back to where I was coming from and I did. I ran back to those guys selling stuff around there and pretended like I was buying fruits. I explained everything to a female hawker around there and she told me to stand there till the guy left and she said "even if na tomorrow"

I stood for some minutes and this guy didn't leave....he stood on that road stuff waiting for his mother not me.
It wasn't long, a Camry came with two guys in the owner's seat, he jumped from that stuff, crossed the road quickly and got into the car and they zoomed off.

I like to believe this is the new way of kidnapping, scam, ritual or whatever they're doing. .

Once I was riding with a client and this SUV was infront of us, a woman was squeezed between two men and one of them had a baby who was crying uncontrollably...it was obvious that all wasn't well because why wasn't she feeding the wailing baby and she had fear written all over her face. The driver had a small white sheet betweeb his lips.

One look at them and my client said, "Kai, they don kidnap this woman". And he was like he'd call the attention of the police when we reach the checkpoint! Whosai! They got to a point and drove into another street.

They have a new style now and they probably operate with something on their tongues to weaken their victim's defense.

Please be safe.
I have left your city for you people, abeg!
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Please remain in ur city, don't come to Lagos abeg.

When you give birth to boys and leave them to fend for themselves in a terrible environment, this is what they become.

Sometimes I wonder why that side is filled with cultists and ritualists. No be woman dey born them?

You'll simply don't know how to nurture your boys well.

If you know how angry I was and still am while reading this eh.

So the invention of black negroe is to be hunting females now. What a shame.

People need to be alert and be their brother or sister's keeper especially women. But they will not listen because of in-depth hatred. This 'I don't care' zoo attitude needs to stop. Kick these animals out of existence.

Portharcourt....well I am not surprised. They really behave like their banished ipob OSU forefathers.

Christmas don dey reach

I have said it before that Maiduguri is way safer than port Harcourt.

People bad.


By the way...

I left the goat there and walked...

This part was all I need to make my day.

Hmmm..!

Teacher1776:
Hm.
The prevalence of dubious elements such as these has made it difficult to offer help to our fellow human being.

Offer which help?!! For street??!... I nor dey even look anybody face!

If you need help, go to the nearest church!!! Mtchewww!

The way I frown my face when walking with boldness in this ph..
To ask me any question no go hungry you self..
Even if you be kidnapper..

Looks like there is a specific oil on your head they can see.

superCleanworks:


God Airpus ohh.
the kid cried as he noticed the situation on ground was more than his power

,....I swear

Saga

SporaD8:
This is a great expose!

There is juju, but it's just not what your mind will anticipate.
Call it illusion or hypnotics, they all work the same way!
When someone is under a spell, his subconsciousness will keep blaring, "Something is not right!" but the consciousness will find a way to rationalize it.
Someone under a love spell will understand he is acting like a mumu but his consciousness will keep telling him, "Dont worry, it's because you are in love!"

Young men use jazz to steal and Rob people in that ph.
As a victim, It's totally ridiculous sharing how a guy that wasn't even armed with anything,no gun or knife,he used his mouth to confuse and robbed me of my money and fone and how I was busy thanking him for robbing me til he was far gone.Before I realized myself it was too late,we couldn't find the guy again.

A great percentage of those who read this post might see it as a fiction. But me that have seen TOUCH AND FOLLOW in action know it's a true story.

The best thing to do in such a case is to raise alarms.

Also be prayerful.

And the yeye driver could not drive him to the nearest police station for investigation and possible smashing of his syndicate gang members.

Hmmmm.... Very timely observations and information

There was a day 3 dubious baaaastarrrds accosted me separately but within the same location spanning about 10 minutes.....

It was obviously a coordinated attempt by the syndicate to hypnotise me at all cost but i never gave them the opportunity.

# STAY AWOKE FOLKS cos we live in perilous times.

May God protect us.

SporaD8:
This is a great expose!

There is juju, but it's just not what your mind will anticipate.
Call it illusion or hypnotics, they all work the same way!
When someone is under a spell, his subconsciousness will keep blaring, "Something is not right!" but the consciousness will find a way to rationalize it.
Someone under a love spell will understand he is acting like a mumu but his consciousness will keep telling him, "Dont worry, it's because you are in love!"

You seem to know how this things work. What do u think abt this. A friend told me things started going south for him for the past two yrs. He had a strong feeling it's not ordinary. He said he always find it difficult to pray and all investment he has bin doing successfuly in d past began to turn him into a novice. Early this year he caught his neighbor (two flat compound) picking his baby pampers from the waste and also noticed he also scoop use bath water at the back of his house and always tiptoe around the house in late hours. Do you think this could be real and what advise can you give.

Akwamkpuruamu:
Thunder fire all rapists and all false rape accusers.

Meanwhile me and papa Oyedepo dem born us this day. Abeg make una celebrate us tho I need just the impartation of that great man and my life will move higher than it is now

Happy birthday to you.

The God of Omega power ministries in port harcourt will disgrace them, they will be shot sooner in Jesus Name

sundayoga:
Soromtochi Chisolum Okeke

Earlier this year, I was in Port Harcourt for work and I had to get to Market Square on Peter Odili Road for some work materials.

Finished buying and stepped out to get a taxi and this guy walked up to me with a smile on his face....Greeted "hello" and I responded.

Then he said to me, "go to xhdyz hotel on xyz road and wait for me, I'll meet you there soon".
Then he went ahead to give details of the place, I'm not familiar with Port Harcourt roads but I'm pretty sure he mentioned Rumuola area.

For a moment, I was too shocked for words so I stared in unbelief, disgust or maybe his juju caught me for a few minutes.
Then I turned in anger and said, "are you mad" then proceeded to say a lot of other things to me.

I noticed that each time people passed us, he'd say "are you talking to your husband like that, is that the right way to talk to your husband". So people looked at me cray cray. The funny thing is, I couldn't leave..I was cussing him out yet I couldn't feel my legs let alone moved them.

He kept throwing the husband line and telling me to move to that hotel and a whole other stuff, he also had a bottle of water he occasionally drank from...I didn't make anything of it.

People didn't get close because they thought it was family issues and on my own part, I was too dazed to speak.

I don't know what happened but somehow I found my voice and scolded him even more and this time louder. Then I turned to the security man around and asked if he knew the guy, I explained what happened to him and he said the guy told him I was his wife.

I left the goat there and walked to the road, he stood and stared for some minutes. I boarded a taxi going my way. Immediately I got in, I saw this same guy seated in the taxi or he joined after I boarded ,I can't remember now. But he kept looking at me, drank from the bottle and then started talking again. When the driver looked back, he tried to play the husband card again. But I didn't let him speak.

This time, I was really angry so I yelled at him so much while explaining to the driver...The driver swerved to the side of the road and asked him to get out....he did and the driver moved.

Told me to go thank my God because the man is either a serial rapist, murderer or ritualist.

Here's the shocker, during that incident, I remembered the name of the hotel he told me to go to while the incident lasted, but after the driver chased him out, I explained everything to the driver but I could no longer remember the name of the hotel....I only remembered Rumuola.

The driver said I don't even understand what God did for me.

Yesterday evening, I had a similar experience again in the same port Harcourt but this time around King's Assembly. I stayed somewhere close to King's Assembly so after I return from work, I'd take a stroll.

Yesterday, I had a meeting around Big Treat and after the meeting, I left for my accommodation and just as I made to cross the road, this guy came from nowhere and put one of his hands on my neck calling me something "sweetheart".
With a scowl on my face, u shouted "who's your sweetheart, shey you're mad". He called me that again. Something just told me to run back to where I was coming from and I did. I ran back to those guys selling stuff around there and pretended like I was buying fruits. I explained everything to a female hawker around there and she told me to stand there till the guy left and she said "even if na tomorrow"

I stood for some minutes and this guy didn't leave....he stood on that road stuff waiting for his mother not me.
It wasn't long, a Camry came with two guys in the owner's seat, he jumped from that stuff, crossed the road quickly and got into the car and they zoomed off.

I like to believe this is the new way of kidnapping, scam, ritual or whatever they're doing. .

Once I was riding with a client and this SUV was infront of us, a woman was squeezed between two men and one of them had a baby who was crying uncontrollably...it was obvious that all wasn't well because why wasn't she feeding the wailing baby and she had fear written all over her face. The driver had a small white sheet betweeb his lips.

One look at them and my client said, "Kai, they don kidnap this woman". And he was like he'd call the attention of the police when we reach the checkpoint! Whosai! They got to a point and drove into another street.

They have a new style now and they probably operate with something on their tongues to weaken their victim's defense.

Please be safe.
I have left your city for you people, abeg!
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