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chatinent:
I read this post by Ishilove: https://www.nairaland.com/8209708/how-man-helped-accident-victim and wanted to comment this: avoid being a victim of your kindness but it may be stomached with a wrong conception.

Here is my story:

The help I did in 2017 to FMC that cost my three days? I rushed the woman who's just been hit by a kinda hit and run..and the issue of police report started. Good Samaritan me drove with my Bolt vehicle to the station and after narrating, what came out from the Police Constable was "Guilty Conscience. God works in mysterious ways."

The rhetoric hit me like a letter bomb. I stuttered to explain myself better, and was finger-signalled to meet was caricatured by another officer who asked me what happened again, in an attempt to add his own mockery as an end-remark....which he did: "Una no dey ever change this story? Pray she lives or you are in for a long ride."

I wan die that day. I explained that I was with the military (if it would make a difference) and I knew the law and all that. And why would I hit her, come to the station and deny it? Glaring to me, the first Constable who was a woman responded to my rhetorical question with a scorn again: "guiltttttttty conscienccccce ooooooo."

I gazed at her, consumed by a sense of hollowness. And then, from behind, a voice echoed: "'I was in the force, I was in the force's, so what? Make we run? So you want to threaten us or what after nearly killing someone?"

The female constable responded again: "no, he wants to beat me. Na so dem dey"


I was told to write a statement of what happened but this officer won't let me write my own narration. He'd be telling me how to write it if I wanted to be out of there quickly, what what he was dictating was implicating which I refused...and he resolved to teach me a lesson "so far na en station where I dey."

"Oga, I am the one who is trying to save a life, why do you want to implicate me? Would it have been better I left her to bleed to death? Where did I go wrong?"


I demanded to speak to my lawyer or the DPO and they laughed, mimicked scornfully and laughed harder.


Ok, both of my phone's was siezed...and my smartphone was where I had some contacts who could use their position to help me out of this...plus my CO then who was serving in that state. But this people gave me my Itel button phone. I politely requested for the smart one and they bluntly refused giving clumsy excuses.


I sat behind the counter until my black trouser wore out. And it was a Friday. One officer who's been observing for a while came to me and asked what my case was. I explained to him. I couldn't adequately express myself as tears threatened to accompany my words...but I did. After he calmed me, he asked who could corroborate my story and I told him. He told me that the officers wanted the DPO to leave so I could be in cell until Monday when they'd revisit my case. My heart was just shattering anyhow. I told him I needed to speak to the DPO, then my smartphone to call my people, plus the hospital.


They (without this new good officer) took me to the DPO and the black devil trying to implicate me before started speaking for me, rephrasing my speech but instead of adding sugar, they added salt to the injury making it look like I wanted to outsmart them. I requested to speak for myself and the officer who brought me in told me to shut up.


If I hadn't given the Nurse in charge of the accident victim my number, e for don bi for me o.


The DPO told the officer to let me talk. I narrated everything again, and didn't leave any stone unturned, even the few pebbles about trying to implicate me. She asked for the hospital to be called. And I gave the number.


At that moment, they couldn't reach the doctor. But the accident victim's family were present in the hospital. The DPO told them to take me to the hospital. When we were out of her office, this officer insisted he'd cuff me before I am allowed to enter their vehicle...of course which I refused. I SERVED NIGERIA TOO AND WONT BE TREATED LIKE A CRIMINAL! And that by law, it was false imprisonment, and against my human rights. At this moment, swears, I was ready for resistance. I spoke loudly that I am not a criminal and won't be subjected lesser as a toutish one. I also told him to his face that after I am exonerated, I will make sure he pays for all these (and he thought I was joking).

Amidst all the back-and-forth, the hospital reached out to the DPO and she promptly called us back to her office. The woman victim was conscious and verified that I did not harm her. She mentioned that everyone else abandoned her while she was bleeding, and I was the only one who came to her aid. It was being broadcasted for everyone to hear. She expressed her dissatisfaction with the way I was treated and questioned the reason behind my arrest.

The DPO, in my presence, ordered I should be released unconditionally and apologized.

But can an apology heal the trauma?


Could you believe after the DPO left, this godforsaken demon asked me to pay bail or he'd keep me in cell till tomorrow. Omo, I screamed "over my dead body" subconsciously and audibly. And he was like "hand go touch you soon no worry."


Anyways I left after deliberate delay tactics of about two hours. I could not go back to the hospital because the whole event made me fall very sick. But the accident victim lady visited after recovery. She's visited a sick me because my mental health was affected. I couldn't even meet my weekly sums from the Bolt. Two days after the whole event, I tried to drive and my eyes was still seeing rotating images so I had to hug pillows again until I felt much better.

About that officer, story for another day.



But you see me now?


I refuse to be from Samaria anymore. It nearly cost my life.

CyracksMrBlogger:
he did it not for God, otherwise he wouldn't have make that ending statement. He probably did it because the victim was a girl and he want to have a relationship after then. Just like they do in Nigerians films.

chatinent:
I read this post by Ishilove: https://www.nairaland.com/8209708/how-man-helped-accident-victim and wanted to comment this: avoid being a victim of your kindness but it may be stomached with a wrong conception.

Here is my story:

The help I did in 2017 to FMC that cost my three days? I rushed the woman who's just been hit by a kinda hit and run..and the issue of police report started. Good Samaritan me drove with my Bolt vehicle to the station and after narrating, what came out from the Police Constable was "Guilty Conscience. God works in mysterious ways."

The rhetoric hit me like a letter bomb. I stuttered to explain myself better, and was finger-signalled to meet was caricatured by another officer who asked me what happened again, in an attempt to add his own mockery as an end-remark....which he did: "Una no dey ever change this story? Pray she lives or you are in for a long ride."

I wan die that day. I explained that I was with the military (if it would make a difference) and I knew the law and all that. And why would I hit her, come to the station and deny it? Glaring to me, the first Constable who was a woman responded to my rhetorical question with a scorn again: "guiltttttttty conscienccccce ooooooo."

I gazed at her, consumed by a sense of hollowness. And then, from behind, a voice echoed: "'I was in the force, I was in the force's, so what? Make we run? So you want to threaten us or what after nearly killing someone?"

The female constable responded again: "no, he wants to beat me. Na so dem dey"


I was told to write a statement of what happened but this officer won't let me write my own narration. He'd be telling me how to write it if I wanted to be out of there quickly, what what he was dictating was implicating which I refused...and he resolved to teach me a lesson "so far na en station where I dey."

"Oga, I am the one who is trying to save a life, why do you want to implicate me? Would it have been better I left her to bleed to death? Where did I go wrong?"


I demanded to speak to my lawyer or the DPO and they laughed, mimicked scornfully and laughed harder.


Ok, both of my phone's was siezed...and my smartphone was where I had some contacts who could use their position to help me out of this...plus my CO then who was serving in that state. But this people gave me my Itel button phone. I politely requested for the smart one and they bluntly refused giving clumsy excuses.


I sat behind the counter until my black trouser wore out. And it was a Friday. One officer who's been observing for a while came to me and asked what my case was. I explained to him. I couldn't adequately express myself as tears threatened to accompany my words...but I did. After he calmed me, he asked who could corroborate my story and I told him. He told me that the officers wanted the DPO to leave so I could be in cell until Monday when they'd revisit my case. My heart was just shattering anyhow. I told him I needed to speak to the DPO, then my smartphone to call my people, plus the hospital.


They (without this new good officer) took me to the DPO and the black devil trying to implicate me before started speaking for me, rephrasing my speech but instead of adding sugar, they added salt to the injury making it look like I wanted to outsmart them. I requested to speak for myself and the officer who brought me in told me to shut up.


If I hadn't given the Nurse in charge of the accident victim my number, e for don bi for me o.


The DPO told the officer to let me talk. I narrated everything again, and didn't leave any stone unturned, even the few pebbles about trying to implicate me. She asked for the hospital to be called. And I gave the number.


At that moment, they couldn't reach the doctor. But the accident victim's family were present in the hospital. The DPO told them to take me to the hospital. When we were out of her office, this officer insisted he'd cuff me before I am allowed to enter their vehicle...of course which I refused. I SERVED NIGERIA TOO AND WONT BE TREATED LIKE A CRIMINAL! And that by law, it was false imprisonment, and against my human rights. At this moment, swears, I was ready for resistance. I spoke loudly that I am not a criminal and won't be subjected lesser as a toutish one. I also told him to his face that after I am exonerated, I will make sure he pays for all these (and he thought I was joking).

Amidst all the back-and-forth, the hospital reached out to the DPO and she promptly called us back to her office. The woman victim was conscious and verified that I did not harm her. She mentioned that everyone else abandoned her while she was bleeding, and I was the only one who came to her aid. It was being broadcasted for everyone to hear. She expressed her dissatisfaction with the way I was treated and questioned the reason behind my arrest.

The DPO, in my presence, ordered I should be released unconditionally and apologized.

But can an apology heal the trauma?


Could you believe after the DPO left, this godforsaken demon asked me to pay bail or he'd keep me in cell till tomorrow. Omo, I screamed "over my dead body" subconsciously and audibly. And he was like "hand go touch you soon no worry."


Anyways I left after deliberate delay tactics of about two hours. I could not go back to the hospital because the whole event made me fall very sick. But the accident victim lady visited after recovery. She's visited a sick me because my mental health was affected. I couldn't even meet my weekly sums from the Bolt. Two days after the whole event, I tried to drive and my eyes was still seeing rotating images so I had to hug pillows again until I felt much better.

About that officer, story for another day.



But you see me now?


I refuse to be from Samaria anymore. It nearly cost my life.

immortalcrown:
All their efforts were to implicate the helper for bribery sake, not to aid the treatment of the accident victim.

I see the police of this country as the champion of victimisation in all circumstances. I wonder why they are called friends.

chatinent:
But you see me now?


I refuse to be from Samaria anymore. It nearly cost my life.

maasoap:
Not your life, but your freedom was almost gone. Nigeria Police, they're the worst set of humans

chatinent:
Some people who refuse to help don't just want trouble, they aren't wicked.

But if you insist they are wicked, it's still your business.

I am available to provide research writing services (I submit with a Turnitin and AI report). Kindly click on my name to view my profile to contact me. Thanks.

maasoap:
The problem now is that what if you are the victim who needs help tomorrow?

chatinent:
Trust you, they'd be many to avoid getting into trouble.

EreluRoz:
Eiya sorry, I've never read any good stories about policemen. No wonder they end up badly.

EreluRoz:
Dem warn us for our family never to marry a policeman or woman or get married to the son/daughter of a policeman

The punishment for their sins is always extended to their children

SuperOnyi:




I also had an experience recently that has made me withdraw from people and cherish being alone, I know that feeling you felt that day... I swear! Helplessness accompanied with anger, hatred... Damn.

Sorry about your experience. I hope people screaming "black lives matter" can see this.

nairalee:
Scary as all these stories are, I'll still help when I can but maybe more cautious

stuffs4me:
The story in that other thread did not really add up and i lost interest when the writer tried to whip up etnic sentiments by creating victim mentality.

The writer claimed that the rider ran into a heap of sand and the bike slide and hit his father's vehicle and caused a dent. The Police must have seen how improbable the story was and that prompted them to carry out further investigations which must have proven the fellow's dad was the cause of the accident.

Another issue that disgusted me so much in his troy was that they are being victimised because they were Igbos.
Why bring tribe into an accident situation. Why play the victim card when you know an accident can happen to anyone irrespective of their tribe or religion.

It pains me that the writer of that story is a very wicked person that is trying to poison Nigerians from helping accident victims forgetting that he himself or his family members could be a victim of an accident.

Nigerians should not let anyone disquarage them from helping those in need

chatinent:
I read this post by Ishilove: https://www.nairaland.com/8209708/how-man-helped-accident-victim and wanted to comment this: avoid being a victim of your kindness but it may be stomached with a wrong conception.

Here is my story:

The help I did in 2017 to FMC that cost my three days? I rushed the woman who's just been hit by a kinda hit and run..and the issue of police report started. Good Samaritan me drove with my Bolt vehicle to the station and after narrating, what came out from the Police Constable was "Guilty Conscience. God works in mysterious ways."

The rhetoric hit me like a letter bomb. I stuttered to explain myself better, and was finger-signalled to meet was caricatured by another officer who asked me what happened again, in an attempt to add his own mockery as an end-remark....which he did: "Una no dey ever change this story? Pray she lives or you are in for a long ride."

I wan die that day. I explained that I was with the military (if it would make a difference) and I knew the law and all that. And why would I hit her, come to the station and deny it? Glaring to me, the first Constable who was a woman responded to my rhetorical question with a scorn again: "guiltttttttty conscienccccce ooooooo."

I gazed at her, consumed by a sense of hollowness. And then, from behind, a voice echoed: "'I was in the force, I was in the force's, so what? Make we run? So you want to threaten us or what after nearly killing someone?"

The female constable responded again: "no, he wants to beat me. Na so dem dey"


I was told to write a statement of what happened but this officer won't let me write my own narration. He'd be telling me how to write it if I wanted to be out of there quickly, what what he was dictating was implicating which I refused...and he resolved to teach me a lesson "so far na en station where I dey."

"Oga, I am the one who is trying to save a life, why do you want to implicate me? Would it have been better I left her to bleed to death? Where did I go wrong?"


I demanded to speak to my lawyer or the DPO and they laughed, mimicked scornfully and laughed harder.


Ok, both of my phone's was siezed...and my smartphone was where I had some contacts who could use their position to help me out of this...plus my CO then who was serving in that state. But this people gave me my Itel button phone. I politely requested for the smart one and they bluntly refused giving clumsy excuses.


I sat behind the counter until my black trouser wore out. And it was a Friday. One officer who's been observing for a while came to me and asked what my case was. I explained to him. I couldn't adequately express myself as tears threatened to accompany my words...but I did. After he calmed me, he asked who could corroborate my story and I told him. He told me that the officers wanted the DPO to leave so I could be in cell until Monday when they'd revisit my case. My heart was just shattering anyhow. I told him I needed to speak to the DPO, then my smartphone to call my people, plus the hospital.


They (without this new good officer) took me to the DPO and the black devil trying to implicate me before started speaking for me, rephrasing my speech but instead of adding sugar, they added salt to the injury making it look like I wanted to outsmart them. I requested to speak for myself and the officer who brought me in told me to shut up.


If I hadn't given the Nurse in charge of the accident victim my number, e for don bi for me o.


The DPO told the officer to let me talk. I narrated everything again, and didn't leave any stone unturned, even the few pebbles about trying to implicate me. She asked for the hospital to be called. And I gave the number.


At that moment, they couldn't reach the doctor. But the accident victim's family were present in the hospital. The DPO told them to take me to the hospital. When we were out of her office, this officer insisted he'd cuff me before I am allowed to enter their vehicle...of course which I refused. I SERVED NIGERIA TOO AND WONT BE TREATED LIKE A CRIMINAL! And that by law, it was false imprisonment, and against my human rights. At this moment, swears, I was ready for resistance. I spoke loudly that I am not a criminal and won't be subjected lesser as a toutish one. I also told him to his face that after I am exonerated, I will make sure he pays for all these (and he thought I was joking).

Amidst all the back-and-forth, the hospital reached out to the DPO and she promptly called us back to her office. The woman victim was conscious and verified that I did not harm her. She mentioned that everyone else abandoned her while she was bleeding, and I was the only one who came to her aid. It was being broadcasted for everyone to hear. She expressed her dissatisfaction with the way I was treated and questioned the reason behind my arrest.

The DPO, in my presence, ordered I should be released unconditionally and apologized.

But can an apology heal the trauma?


Could you believe after the DPO left, this godforsaken demon asked me to pay bail or he'd keep me in cell till tomorrow. Omo, I screamed "over my dead body" subconsciously and audibly. And he was like "hand go touch you soon no worry."


Anyways I left after deliberate delay tactics of about two hours. I could not go back to the hospital because the whole event made me fall very sick. But the accident victim lady visited after recovery. She's visited a sick me because my mental health was affected. I couldn't even meet my weekly sums from the Bolt. Two days after the whole event, I tried to drive and my eyes was still seeing rotating images so I had to hug pillows again until I felt much better.

About that officer, story for another day.



But you see me now?


I refuse to be from Samaria anymore. It nearly cost my life.

Softmirror:
It's a reflection of the Bible Story of the 'Good Samaritan'.....those who avoided to help did so to save themselves from trouble. Nothing new under the sun.

nedekid:
Freestuffng and spewing crap= 5&6

chatinent:
I read this post by Ishilove: https://www.nairaland.com/8209708/how-man-helped-accident-victim and wanted to comment this: avoid being a victim of your kindness but it may be stomached with a wrong conception.

Here is my story:

The help I did in 2017 to FMC that cost my three days? I rushed the woman who's just been hit by a kinda hit and run..and the issue of police report started. Good Samaritan me drove with my Bolt vehicle to the station and after narrating, what came out from the Police Constable was "Guilty Conscience. God works in mysterious ways."

The rhetoric hit me like a letter bomb. I stuttered to explain myself better, and was finger-signalled to meet was caricatured by another officer who asked me what happened again, in an attempt to add his own mockery as an end-remark....which he did: "Una no dey ever change this story? Pray she lives or you are in for a long ride."

I wan die that day. I explained that I was with the military (if it would make a difference) and I knew the law and all that. And why would I hit her, come to the station and deny it? Glaring to me, the first Constable who was a woman responded to my rhetorical question with a scorn again: "guiltttttttty conscienccccce ooooooo."

I gazed at her, consumed by a sense of hollowness. And then, from behind, a voice echoed: "'I was in the force, I was in the force's, so what? Make we run? So you want to threaten us or what after nearly killing someone?"

The female constable responded again: "no, he wants to beat me. Na so dem dey"


I was told to write a statement of what happened but this officer won't let me write my own narration. He'd be telling me how to write it if I wanted to be out of there quickly, what what he was dictating was implicating which I refused...and he resolved to teach me a lesson "so far na en station where I dey."

"Oga, I am the one who is trying to save a life, why do you want to implicate me? Would it have been better I left her to bleed to death? Where did I go wrong?"


I demanded to speak to my lawyer or the DPO and they laughed, mimicked scornfully and laughed harder.


Ok, both of my phone's was siezed...and my smartphone was where I had some contacts who could use their position to help me out of this...plus my CO then who was serving in that state. But this people gave me my Itel button phone. I politely requested for the smart one and they bluntly refused giving clumsy excuses.


I sat behind the counter until my black trouser wore out. And it was a Friday. One officer who's been observing for a while came to me and asked what my case was. I explained to him. I couldn't adequately express myself as tears threatened to accompany my words...but I did. After he calmed me, he asked who could corroborate my story and I told him. He told me that the officers wanted the DPO to leave so I could be in cell until Monday when they'd revisit my case. My heart was just shattering anyhow. I told him I needed to speak to the DPO, then my smartphone to call my people, plus the hospital.


They (without this new good officer) took me to the DPO and the black devil trying to implicate me before started speaking for me, rephrasing my speech but instead of adding sugar, they added salt to the injury making it look like I wanted to outsmart them. I requested to speak for myself and the officer who brought me in told me to shut up.


If I hadn't given the Nurse in charge of the accident victim my number, e for don bi for me o.


The DPO told the officer to let me talk. I narrated everything again, and didn't leave any stone unturned, even the few pebbles about trying to implicate me. She asked for the hospital to be called. And I gave the number.


At that moment, they couldn't reach the doctor. But the accident victim's family were present in the hospital. The DPO told them to take me to the hospital. When we were out of her office, this officer insisted he'd cuff me before I am allowed to enter their vehicle...of course which I refused. I SERVED NIGERIA TOO AND WONT BE TREATED LIKE A CRIMINAL! And that by law, it was false imprisonment, and against my human rights. At this moment, swears, I was ready for resistance. I spoke loudly that I am not a criminal and won't be subjected lesser as a toutish one. I also told him to his face that after I am exonerated, I will make sure he pays for all these (and he thought I was joking).

Amidst all the back-and-forth, the hospital reached out to the DPO and she promptly called us back to her office. The woman victim was conscious and verified that I did not harm her. She mentioned that everyone else abandoned her while she was bleeding, and I was the only one who came to her aid. It was being broadcasted for everyone to hear. She expressed her dissatisfaction with the way I was treated and questioned the reason behind my arrest.

The DPO, in my presence, ordered I should be released unconditionally and apologized.

But can an apology heal the trauma?


Could you believe after the DPO left, this godforsaken demon asked me to pay bail or he'd keep me in cell till tomorrow. Omo, I screamed "over my dead body" subconsciously and audibly. And he was like "hand go touch you soon no worry."


Anyways I left after deliberate delay tactics of about two hours. I could not go back to the hospital because the whole event made me fall very sick. But the accident victim lady visited after recovery. She's visited a sick me because my mental health was affected. I couldn't even meet my weekly sums from the Bolt. Two days after the whole event, I tried to drive and my eyes was still seeing rotating images so I had to hug pillows again until I felt much better.

About that officer, story for another day.



But you see me now?


I refuse to be from Samaria anymore. It nearly cost my life.

Ishilove:
Stories like these just makes my blood boil

galantjoe:
The hospital also made big time mistake by demanding police report which IGP and federal govt had stopped.

Don't blame police too much. That good Samaritan should not go to police station alone to obtain police report if he so desire to go further. And while helping accident victim don't help alone at least two people are good -one will be helper another will be a witness. That is why police asked him for a corroborator

If you wish to help accident victim carry the victim to hospital make deposit ensure that first aid is being administered then vamouse immediately. It is not your duty to obtain police report

chatinent:
The reaction depends on if what the officer did is lawful.

I know you get it.

I don't forgive either.

chatinent:
I read this post by Ishilove: https://www.nairaland.com/8209708/how-man-helped-accident-victim and wanted to comment this: avoid being a victim of your kindness but it may be stomached with a wrong conception.

Here is my story:

The help I did in 2017 to FMC that cost my three days? I rushed the woman who's just been hit by a kinda hit and run..and the issue of police report started. Good Samaritan me drove with my Bolt vehicle to the station and after narrating, what came out from the Police Constable was "Guilty Conscience. God works in mysterious ways."

The rhetoric hit me like a letter bomb. I stuttered to explain myself better, and was finger-signalled to meet was caricatured by another officer who asked me what happened again, in an attempt to add his own mockery as an end-remark....which he did: "Una no dey ever change this story? Pray she lives or you are in for a long ride."

I wan die that day. I explained that I was with the military (if it would make a difference) and I knew the law and all that. And why would I hit her, come to the station and deny it? Glaring to me, the first Constable who was a woman responded to my rhetorical question with a scorn again: "guiltttttttty conscienccccce ooooooo."

I gazed at her, consumed by a sense of hollowness. And then, from behind, a voice echoed: "'I was in the force, I was in the force's, so what? Make we run? So you want to threaten us or what after nearly killing someone?"

The female constable responded again: "no, he wants to beat me. Na so dem dey"


I was told to write a statement of what happened but this officer won't let me write my own narration. He'd be telling me how to write it if I wanted to be out of there quickly, what what he was dictating was implicating which I refused...and he resolved to teach me a lesson "so far na en station where I dey."

"Oga, I am the one who is trying to save a life, why do you want to implicate me? Would it have been better I left her to bleed to death? Where did I go wrong?"


I demanded to speak to my lawyer or the DPO and they laughed, mimicked scornfully and laughed harder.


Ok, both of my phone's was siezed...and my smartphone was where I had some contacts who could use their position to help me out of this...plus my CO then who was serving in that state. But this people gave me my Itel button phone. I politely requested for the smart one and they bluntly refused giving clumsy excuses.


I sat behind the counter until my black trouser wore out. And it was a Friday. One officer who's been observing for a while came to me and asked what my case was. I explained to him. I couldn't adequately express myself as tears threatened to accompany my words...but I did. After he calmed me, he asked who could corroborate my story and I told him. He told me that the officers wanted the DPO to leave so I could be in cell until Monday when they'd revisit my case. My heart was just shattering anyhow. I told him I needed to speak to the DPO, then my smartphone to call my people, plus the hospital.


They (without this new good officer) took me to the DPO and the black devil trying to implicate me before started speaking for me, rephrasing my speech but instead of adding sugar, they added salt to the injury making it look like I wanted to outsmart them. I requested to speak for myself and the officer who brought me in told me to shut up.


If I hadn't given the Nurse in charge of the accident victim my number, e for don bi for me o.


The DPO told the officer to let me talk. I narrated everything again, and didn't leave any stone unturned, even the few pebbles about trying to implicate me. She asked for the hospital to be called. And I gave the number.


At that moment, they couldn't reach the doctor. But the accident victim's family were present in the hospital. The DPO told them to take me to the hospital. When we were out of her office, this officer insisted he'd cuff me before I am allowed to enter their vehicle...of course which I refused. I SERVED NIGERIA TOO AND WONT BE TREATED LIKE A CRIMINAL! And that by law, it was false imprisonment, and against my human rights. At this moment, swears, I was ready for resistance. I spoke loudly that I am not a criminal and won't be subjected lesser as a toutish one. I also told him to his face that after I am exonerated, I will make sure he pays for all these (and he thought I was joking).

Amidst all the back-and-forth, the hospital reached out to the DPO and she promptly called us back to her office. The woman victim was conscious and verified that I did not harm her. She mentioned that everyone else abandoned her while she was bleeding, and I was the only one who came to her aid. It was being broadcasted for everyone to hear. She expressed her dissatisfaction with the way I was treated and questioned the reason behind my arrest.

The DPO, in my presence, ordered I should be released unconditionally and apologized.

But can an apology heal the trauma?


Could you believe after the DPO left, this godforsaken demon asked me to pay bail or he'd keep me in cell till tomorrow. Omo, I screamed "over my dead body" subconsciously and audibly. And he was like "hand go touch you soon no worry."


Anyways I left after deliberate delay tactics of about two hours. I could not go back to the hospital because the whole event made me fall very sick. But the accident victim lady visited after recovery. She's visited a sick me because my mental health was affected. I couldn't even meet my weekly sums from the Bolt. Two days after the whole event, I tried to drive and my eyes was still seeing rotating images so I had to hug pillows again until I felt much better.

About that officer, story for another day.



But you see me now?


I refuse to be from Samaria anymore. It nearly cost my life.

galantjoe:
The hospital also made big time mistake by demanding police report which IGP and federal govt had stopped.

Don't blame police too much. That good Samaritan should not go to police station alone to obtain police report if he so desire to go further. And while helping accident victim don't help alone at least two people are good -one will be helper another will be a witness. That is why police asked him for a corroborator

If you wish to help accident victim carry the victim to hospital make deposit ensure that first aid is being administered then vamouse immediately. It is not your duty to obtain police report

chatinent:
They are not trained.

Don't get me wrong. I literally mean they are NOT trained. Those who train them aren't trained too, so where would the training come from?

djukum1:
In that job,9 out of 10 are candidate of hell.