bigcee:

I hope you can now swim. Abi you still dey fear?

Haakeem:
And who told you that i was joking?.

I'm not like your type that refuses to learn something new.

CaptainZubi:
Source

SyrusdeHansome:
Some pple escaped one nasty experience only to end up dying frm a very insignificant occurence. In this life we live to die. We escape 2day to die 2moro. Whatever we do now nd where ever we are now we're simply waiting 4 our time

Cleveraustine01:
Was poisoned 2 times within 3 months by God grace I'm still alive, although I'm still feeling pains from the woundse Inside my heart God exist for those who doubt.

AuroraB:
Where were you coming from, hoping to be safe by some chance in a hot zone

Germi9:
Alot has happened and God has always come through for me ,what killed people didn’t kill me, from car accident to slumping in the bathroom and falling inside a well and stray bullet and and and
But wait o ,i really need to go and do thanks giving for all these testimonies,God has been so kind and compassionate to me

Obidatti2023s:
2018 when police checking of phone was so high, a Policeman shoot at me and missed just because I refused to give him my phone for checking. The beating me and my guys gave him after I noticed he missed sha!. He broke 4 ribs, broke his left leg, broke his nose and was in coma for a week. We got arrested and spent 2 weeks in prison before arranged in a court and grant us bail.

About 4 months later. Dude sent me a threat message (don’t know how he got my number). Already I don join Army Mess, so I reported the matter to barrack. Military police (MP) picked him immediately! The matter almost made the DPO lost his job but las las everybody calm down and dude signed undertaking that if anything happen to me he is a finished man and then my elder brother told him face to face in front of everyone that it will be an eye for an eye if anything happens to me

victorazy:


evil goat...maybe a dead person trying to go and hustle somewhere. Brake failure is not a good experience.

Bamzyriches451:
By April when I was traveling home for my mum's burial, the vehicle I entered (peace mass trans) was involved in an accident.
our vehicle somersaulted three times on the air, we were 8 inside the vehicle but only 3 of us survived including my snr brother....... I still can't get over the shock till now.

sharpwriter:

Lol.. I dey tell you... People fit follow another person bumper to bumper for this nairaland

And on a matter of seriousness, it seems that the meat griller guy na real olórí burúkú true true. I never had anything to do or say about him before as regards his foolery and blind stupid support of evil naija government and politics since hin don dey this nairaland.

But I can't help but pass the insult above concerning him.

Manigie:
Got caught up during religious crisis in Jos in 2010. There were corpses by the road side and Hausa boys were almost on our car, banging and stoning... Some elders standing by told them to let us drive through, that they'd had enough of these fights.

That was how we drove through zololo junction to the University Main Camp with corpses lying on the ground....
A miracle

myked:
I ran my ND program at Federal Polytechnic, Idah, Kogi State in 2011. I lived in an off campus lodge where 85% of the occupants were students. Both male and female, there were disagreements sometimes as usual. One got very serious between a girl and guy, I could hear the pre-fight insults but just stayed in my apartment since people were there asking them to stoo. However, when slaps & blows started flying I decided to intervene. What I didn't know was that the girl had suffered more blows and had run to fetch a weapon, as I rushed to the guy and started reprimanding about the whole episode, madam appeared from the corner running, it was a bit dark at about 6:40 pm or thereabout, I could barely see her or what she had in her hands, I turned around to restrain her... Next thing I knew, I was floored and everyone was screaming, asking if I was ok. On our way to the clinic was when I noticed she'd stabbed me with something on my chest, the scar remains till this day. I was hospitalized for 2 days before I could go home. They refused to show me the weapon when I got back, her bf came to apologize, I didn't tell my parents. Doctors told me I was lucky she didn't hit me a bit lower.

I will never interfere in a fight again. I'm alive to tell the story.

Flame77:
July 31st 2001, around 7am at PWD bus stop, Ikeja. I was about to cross the rail track, I got absent minded and forgot myself right there on the rail track. A train was coming from Ikeja along inward Oshodi and was seriously hooting it's horns. I could only hear the horn faintly from background because I was far gone in my absent mindedness and of course wasn't even aware of the fact I was about to be crushed by the fast approaching train.

All of a sudden, a very tall and dark complexioned elderly man clad in white native attire with pure white grey hair both on his head and face came from only God knows where, took me by my hand and gently lifted me out of the track and just then the train zoomed past. Then I regained my consciousness. Onlookers gathered around me, some of them were abusing me and one of them asked "why you come jump commot for the railway?" I replied that an elderly man lifted me out and they asked "which elderly man?. I was about to point to him and realised he wasn't anymore. Some of them actually thought I had mental issues.

Since then July 31st became my second birthday.

Benki003:


I never knew it was 9ft thought it was shallow cause I was seeing the under and it wasn’t deep

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In anosecond I saw my life pass before my eyes as an oncoming, out-of-control Camaro crossed into my lane. I did all I could to avoid the impact, while thinking, "Oh, God, this is how I'm gonna die."

But then I didn't. The pulverizing sound of the crash was less frightening that the thought of what we would look like afterward.
The little economy car was totaled. Despite a severe whiplash and bruises, I managed to get out from behind the crooked dash, unbuckle the children in the back seat—crying and shaken but okay—and walk away.

That day, and for weeks after, I grew in gratitude for the preciousness of life amidst harrowing flashbacks and "what if's?"
Thank God for your life but we were not asked to come and scatter each other's brain with grammer

Beautyblogger:


People have been warned about this Peace Mass Transit but you guys would not listen. Thank God for your life.

MrOreo:

I've never heard anything good about this guys plus my experience with them... Thank God for your life.

Zonefree:
The scars on my body is a testimony of God's mercy. How I survived that night is a prove that God exists.

For 3 months everyone thought I was dead. The day I appeared in my department after 3 months of the rumour of my death, everyone scampered. They thought I was a ghost.


My advice to young students, if you're not a cultist, don't follow or associate with cultists cos during wars, mistaken identity happens and you might be a victim.