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chinziaski:
Some might think I'm narrating a James Bond movie but this happened.

I was travelling to benin with my cousin who wanted to write pume in 2009. The first bus we entered got bad, the mechanic we called did a fast job and told us to return the bus to Lagos because it won't take us to benin safely, so we returned to Lagos.
Putting us in another bus, we started our journey. We got to Ekiadolor around 8pm when we saw a trailer blaring his horn.

My driver: why you de shout na?
The trailer driver: ode, thieves park for front de wait una.
Female passenger: yey! We don die o

I just located one of the hidden spots in the bus and kept the 25k my aunt gave us for the journey and other activities.

To be sincere, if formular 1 organisers were there that night, they would've employed our driver in one of their formular 1 car races. My driver swiftly reversed in a way, I, a mechanical engineer cannot calculate the centripetal force and velocity of rotation.
The thieves noticed foul place from their stand and decided to see what was keeping buses from coming to them, so they started driving towards us. They found out that buses were reversing in numbers, oboi see shooting. My bus' windscreen was shattered with bullets. We bent our heads to protect ourselves from the bullets while the driver was driving as if he was going back to Lagos. These thieves didn't stop there, they left our lane and turned to the other lane so that they'll be able to drive fast and catch up with many buses possible. The shooting that night was sporadic, I couldn't count. I only lied down on the ground of my bus and praying for survival. I told God that if I pass through this challenge, I will be a good guy.
My driver couldn't drive anymore, he turned to the right when he got to ekiadolor junction and told us that "OYO". He stopped the bus and left us to our fate. That was when Usain bolt "original" came to existence. We ran like never before. We didn't care if the thieves were behind us, we were running just to find a place to hide our heads.
The painful part was that, I forgot my 25K in the bus. I nearly died in spirit.
I later ran into a mallam's house who just finished selling his suya and preparing for the next day's suya market. The funniest part was that, I never knew my cousin was following me all along (bad brother). As I entered the man's house, he brought out his dagger and the hausa-made grammar started.

Sincerely speaking this is what he asked:

Mallam: who I be?
Me: thief de pursue, abeg make I hide for ur house.

He saw the desperation in my eyes and everything. He dropped his dagger and allowed me in. Before I could say Jack Robinson, we heard another knock on the small rafia gate. The mallam shouted this time "who I be?" The person that replied was my cousin. He said "I be the brother of that person wey enter now." That was when I realised I had a cousin with me.

The robbery attack was later quelled by the mobile policemen who were holding check point prior to the ekiadolor junction.

It was a horrific night.

Elegbede205:
since i was in ss1(when i visit big brother) i neva see mak that crocordile move body,,,,i think that tin is some art work

unibenstudent1:
well just kidding,the reason for robbery in quarters is that so man cultists live there ,and not only are they cultists they are high ranking cultists,so u have to maintain a low key in that quarters.

Bunsky:
It happen in 2011 election crisis in kano,i didn't know what i'll call my own self,maybe is war or robb or warrobb.

After declaring jonathan as winner,we are at home,we did'nt know that their have started killing people in our area.
A guy just rush in and said ina still dey here ina no hear wetin dey happen,before we say jack,their are already in the next compound,about to get to our own compound.
We all locked ourself up in the bathroom,including my neigbour that has a baby of two month,thank God throughout the event the baby was just sleeping.
We leave the door open,otherwise their will burn the house.

Lo and behold their came in,more than 100 of them,their check everywere,except the bathroom,all of us were just shaking like fish,me i'm already urinating on my body.
When their coundn't found anybody,their have no option than to steal.

Their stole money.phone,laptop,tv,dvd,decorder,standing fan and ceiling fan,went to the kitchen and stole provisions,food stuff,their ate the rice and stew my mum cook,including the meat she fry for the week.Infact their stole anything stoleable that day.
The bed and sitting room chair is too big for them to carry,their used knife and cutlass to destroy it and the remaining properties.
How we survive is story for another day.
People please help me to thank God, that kept me alive to share these.

iamord:
naija life don teach am say no be by gragra!! jump inside first and u will know if na art work

Elegbede205:
^^^
lmao...na u b my 99nth problem..

Feraz:
Well, mine happened around October. I was on my way from BDPA to engineering for night class when I decided to pass 500LT. There were two guys coming from auditorium so I never deemed it fit to take heed. While walking towards 500LT, they both blocked me and started their false accusations of me running a lady one of them was eyeing. I refused saying I wasn't the one.

When I saw the conversation wasn't making sense, I decided to be on my way when one of them drew me back and slapped me (these are guys one-on-one, I will inflict serious injuries). I was about retaliating when they both brought out knives and screwdriver; one held it to my neck, the other to my chest. On seeing the weapons, I changed tactics (knife injury is better compared to screwdriver). I said 'bros, abeg make we relate!' The one drilling me was like 'oh, I don turn bros. If you see me for road, you go call me bros? I say you go call me bros?? '. While he was at it, the other was watching it fit people. He then told me to sit on the floor, took my bag, searched it, collected the money and my earpiece together with my phone.

While collecting it, he said 'this idiot no even get money' and put out his hand to slap me again. Checked my ID card, discovered I was in a different faculty from the one they were insinuating and told me to know that people die in school because of girl. As this was going on, someone was passing by and completely became blind to his surroundings. They released me.

As they released me, I went to report to the security stationed in Mathematics dept what happened. When they came outside, I could see those guys at Chemistry passing by. I told the security men that those are the guys that robbed me. They all forgot something in their office compulsorily. That was how they escaped. Used me to parade the whole physical sciences that night till they released me.

That was when I knew University of Benin security is very useless. Till now, that 500LT vicinity is still dark. In fact, the whole Sciences (both physical and life).

kai uniben sha

Sorry o

emiraty:
I really thank God for sparing u and ur loved ones.

Election is aropund the corner, hope you have made plans, I was recently informed that some people from the east are actually selling off properties to move back to the east as they are fearing the worst.

I myself don't mind moving abroad till a month or 2. After election. Am really scared

Emodeee:
thank God they didn't demand to av a taste of ur fresh apple.

Bros na that one enter your mind

Lagbaja425:
Was back in Uni. Was studying at home on that fateful night. Heard some sounds in my neighbor's building and assumed her place was being robbed by petty thieves as was the norm in my neighborhood. Got up and switched the security lights on and off to indicate that someone was awake and to encourage the perceived low level 'gas cylinder' and 'clothes on the line' thieves to flee. Little did I know that these were AK-47 bearing robbers.

In less than 2 minutes, they shifted their focus to my house. I had unwittingly invited them over with my security light antics. They kicked the front door open and ordered my mother and I to the floor. They established dominance by cocking their weapons and pointing directly at my head to ensure I realized that they meant business. They split us up and ransacked the house stealing my phone, watch etc. They even tried to turn me into Goodluck Jo by taking most of my shoes. lol. They stormed out in less than 10 minutes and we were just there sitting in disbelief thinking it was all over.

In about 5 minutes, they came back into the house and the most aggressive one ordered me to my bedroom. I asked if he wanted more clothes etc and he coldly asked me to shut up. He made me kneel in a corner backing him and I was certain he was going to shoot me for no reason. As old as I was, I started begging and crying. My exact words were "Oga abeg" . I really couldn't understand why this AK 47 bearing intruder wanted to end my life at such a young age. Did he feel threatened? Did he feel I had seen his face? I kept pleading for my life as I could tell even though I wasn't looking back at him that he was busy adjusting his weapon.

Anticipation of death is scary. Anyone who tells you different is lying. No intense calm, no peace, no pictures of my life flashing before me, just cold hard fear at the thought that I was about to die. In that instant, my mother stormed into the room. She had defied the robber who was guarding her and had come to see what was happening to me. I could hear him threatening her in Yoruba "Mummy e take time yin oh!" but she kept going and he kept following her till she got to my bedroom.

My mother came between me and Mr. AK 47 and the one who had been following her said to the guy in the room with me: "Leave am: Na student" That confirmed that Mr. AK was indeed going to shoot me. At that point they left for good...

My mother and I just lay there on my bedroom floor till morning. I was shivering and crying and she kept comforting me. I will forever be grateful to God for saving my life. I would have been killed for no reason that day.

naijaboiy:
kai uniben sha

Sorry o

Lagbaja425:
Was back in Uni. Was studying at home on that fateful night. Heard some sounds in my neighbor's building and assumed her place was being robbed by petty thieves as was the norm in my neighborhood. Got up and switched the security lights on and off to indicate that someone was awake and to encourage the perceived low level 'gas cylinder' and 'clothes on the line' thieves to flee. Little did I know that these were AK-47 bearing robbers.

In less than 2 minutes, they shifted their focus to my house. I had unwittingly invited them over with my security light antics. They kicked the front door open and ordered my mother and I to the floor. They established dominance by cocking their weapons and pointing directly at my head to ensure I realized that they meant business. They split us up and ransacked the house stealing my phone, watch etc. They even tried to turn me into Goodluck Jo by taking most of my shoes. lol. They stormed out in less than 10 minutes and we were just there sitting in disbelief thinking it was all over.

In about 5 minutes, they came back into the house and the most aggressive one ordered me to my bedroom. I asked if he wanted more clothes etc and he coldly asked me to shut up. He made me kneel in a corner backing him and I was certain he was going to shoot me for no reason. As old as I was, I started begging and crying. My exact words were "Oga abeg" . I really couldn't understand why this AK 47 bearing intruder wanted to end my life at such a young age. Did he feel threatened? Did he feel I had seen his face? I kept pleading for my life as I could tell even though I wasn't looking back at him that he was busy adjusting his weapon.

Anticipation of death is scary. Anyone who tells you different is lying. No intense calm, no peace, no pictures of my life flashing before me, just cold hard fear at the thought that I was about to die. In that instant, my mother stormed into the room. She had defied the robber who was guarding her and had come to see what was happening to me. I could hear him threatening her in Yoruba "Mummy e take time yin oh!" but she kept going and he kept following her till she got to my bedroom.

My mother came between me and Mr. AK 47 and the one who had been following her said to the guy in the room with me: "Leave am: Na student" That confirmed that Mr. AK was indeed going to shoot me. At that point they left for good...

My mother and I just lay there on my bedroom floor till morning. I was shivering and crying and she kept comforting me. I will forever be grateful to God for saving my life. I would have been killed for no reason that day.

emiraty:
I hope that every day, you thank God for your mother's life.

Your mom sacrificed herself for you at that point, she damned all consequences for you. Don't you ever forget that.

No matter what your mom ever does, worship the ground she walks on and never ever let her sleep whilst angry with you. I pray God blesses you so that you wil spoil your mom.

Am sorry, but if your mom, says she doesn't like your pals or the gal you will marry ,Please listen to her.


Do you know the blessing God bestowed on you by giving you such a mother?

Bunsky:
we've relocated,tnx dear.
Pls is this topic on front page,lot of mention is coming from the thread?

Feraz:
As in, that was the first time I came close to death. It's just annoying that about two weeks before my incident, they robbed a girl and while she struggled, they cut her with the knives they had. Still, University of Benin security has not deemed it fit to do something about the situation. What of the final year medical student that was stabbed and bled to death around 2012? Ordinary to make the halogens work is a problem. People at being raped at SSQ, B quarters according to what I heard, yet, nothing has been done.

emiraty:
It is,dear.

iamord:
but sincerely speaking , is that a school All my friends from there have one gangster story to tell.. Benin too dey para

Mekzmoney:
Mine was at 1st bank. We were inside d banking hall wen people started shouting, 4tunately and un4tunately 4 us, me and my friend were in one of d offices to fill a form 4 loan. So 4 of d gun men were inside d banking Hall while 4 were in d bank premises and 4were standing along d road and sum were in d vehicle,then d rest were In d town to get sum in4mations. So 1 of dem was like "we're nt here 4 ur Money buh we're here 4federal money, and if u misbehave,then obituary 4u" I was cold dwn there. I was like "so wat I always see in a movie is happening 2me now". So d asked 4 our fones and I dropped my 2 expensive phns.
To cut d long story short, d asked 4 d key 2d safe n d guy in possesion of d key kept quiet buh d leta finds out n he was killed. D killed 2security men, dpo n 2oda police men wit sum tugs n many people were injured. D lil boy at his wrkin place also cot dia bullet. There rubbed 3banks dat same day and in d sam€ town and there got away. No trace Of dem. Though 1of d female rubbers was killed.

It Was terible........

chinziaski:
Some might think I'm narrating a James Bond movie but this happened.

I was travelling to benin with my cousin who wanted to write pume in 2009. The first bus we entered got bad, the mechanic we called did a fast job and told us to return the bus to Lagos because it won't take us to benin safely, so we returned to Lagos.
Putting us in another bus, we started our journey. We got to Ekiadolor around 8pm when we saw a trailer blaring his horn.

My driver: why you de shout na?
The trailer driver: ode, thieves park for front de wait una.
Female passenger: yey! We don die o

I just located one of the hidden spots in the bus and kept the 25k my aunt gave us for the journey and other activities.

To be sincere, if formular 1 organisers were there that night, they would've employed our driver in one of their formular 1 car races. My driver swiftly reversed in a way, I, a mechanical engineer cannot calculate the centripetal force and velocity of rotation.
The thieves noticed foul place from their stand and decided to see what was keeping buses from coming to them, so they started driving towards us. They found out that buses were reversing in numbers, oboi see shooting. My bus' windscreen was shattered with bullets. We bent our heads to protect ourselves from the bullets while the driver was driving as if he was going back to Lagos. These thieves didn't stop there, they left our lane and turned to the other lane so that they'll be able to drive fast and catch up with many buses possible. The shooting that night was sporadic, I couldn't count. I only lied down on the ground of my bus and praying for survival. I told God that if I pass through this challenge, I will be a good guy.
My driver couldn't drive anymore, he turned to the right when he got to ekiadolor junction and told us that "OYO". He stopped the bus and left us to our fate. That was when Usain bolt "original" came to existence. We ran like never before. We didn't care if the thieves were behind us, we were running just to find a place to hide our heads.
The painful part was that, I forgot my 25K in the bus. I nearly died in spirit.
I later ran into a mallam's house who just finished selling his suya and preparing for the next day's suya market. The funniest part was that, I never knew my cousin was following me all along (bad brother). As I entered the man's house, he brought out his dagger and the hausa-made grammar started.

Sincerely speaking this is what he asked:

Mallam: who I be?
Me: thief de pursue, abeg make I hide for ur house.

He saw the desperation in my eyes and everything. He dropped his dagger and allowed me in. Before I could say Jack Robinson, we heard another knock on the small rafia gate. The mallam shouted this time "who I be?" The person that replied was my cousin. He said "I be the brother of that person wey enter now." That was when I realised I had a cousin with me.

The robbery attack was later quelled by the mobile policemen who were holding check point prior to the ekiadolor junction.

It was a horrific night.

Feraz:
Yeah... It is. The issue is with the plenty bros who don dey the zone for long. Then again, you probably should research more about Benin city. That may help you know why it is generally like that.

naijaboiy:
Bros na that one enter your mind

chinziaski:
Some might think I'm narrating a James Bond movie but this happened.

I was travelling to benin with my cousin who wanted to write pume in 2009. The first bus we entered got bad, the mechanic we called did a fast job and told us to return the bus to Lagos because it won't take us to benin safely, so we returned to Lagos.
Putting us in another bus, we started our journey. We got to Ekiadolor around 8pm when we saw a trailer blaring his horn.

My driver: why you de shout na?
The trailer driver: ode, thieves park for front de wait una.
Female passenger: yey! We don die o

I just located one of the hidden spots in the bus and kept the 25k my aunt gave us for the journey and other activities.

To be sincere, if formular 1 organisers were there that night, they would've employed our driver in one of their formular 1 car races. My driver swiftly reversed in a way, I, a mechanical engineer cannot calculate the centripetal force and velocity of rotation.
The thieves noticed foul place from their stand and decided to see what was keeping buses from coming to them, so they started driving towards us. They found out that buses were reversing in numbers, oboi see shooting. My bus' windscreen was shattered with bullets. We bent our heads to protect ourselves from the bullets while the driver was driving as if he was going back to Lagos. These thieves didn't stop there, they left our lane and turned to the other lane so that they'll be able to drive fast and catch up with many buses possible. The shooting that night was sporadic, I couldn't count. I only lied down on the ground of my bus and praying for survival. I told God that if I pass through this challenge, I will be a good guy.
My driver couldn't drive anymore, he turned to the right when he got to ekiadolor junction and told us that "OYO". He stopped the bus and left us to our fate. That was when Usain bolt "original" came to existence. We ran like never before. We didn't care if the thieves were behind us, we were running just to find a place to hide our heads.
The painful part was that, I forgot my 25K in the bus. I nearly died in spirit.
I later ran into a mallam's house who just finished selling his suya and preparing for the next day's suya market. The funniest part was that, I never knew my cousin was following me all along (bad brother). As I entered the man's house, he brought out his dagger and the hausa-made grammar started.

Sincerely speaking this is what he asked:

Mallam: who I be?
Me: thief de pursue, abeg make I hide for ur house.

He saw the desperation in my eyes and everything. He dropped his dagger and allowed me in. Before I could say Jack Robinson, we heard another knock on the small rafia gate. The mallam shouted this time "who I be?" The person that replied was my cousin. He said "I be the brother of that person wey enter now." That was when I realised I had a cousin with me.

The robbery attack was later quelled by the mobile policemen who were holding check point prior to the ekiadolor junction.

It was a horrific night.

Emodeee:
Sheeeee u no knw say @MARIEOLAE na virgin? Dats y I wrote FRESH APPLE

hehehehe....ok o

naijaboiy:
hehehehe....ok o

loool

Daluuzor:
Lol, welcome to Osasogie, you are damn lucky it wasn't the good old days of the great Ninger (one man squard). the guy for dash u one bullet for yansh. Lol
Uniben 2011

Feraz:
As in, that was the first time I came close to death. It's just annoying that about two weeks before my incident, they robbed a girl and while she struggled, they cut her with the knives they had. Still, University of Benin security has not deemed it fit to do something about the situation. What of the final year medical student that was stabbed and bled to death around 2012? Ordinary to make the halogens work is a problem. People at being raped at SSQ, B quarters according to what I heard, yet, nothing has been done.

armadeo:
In my days it was the jugunu. The nigger drove fear into the heart if bdpa residents. I never saw him but peeps said he usually attacked female rooms, butt naked wearing only a pair of timberland boots and a machete.

marieolae:
Well mine happened 2 months ago.

It was actually on a sunday. We came back from church. It was my aunt and I who were at home. We heard a knock on the door, so we expected it to be some family members.

I answered the door nd saw 3 guys and a lady. I didn't recognise them from anywhere and I thought they had gotten the wrong house. They asked for " femi" or so. I told them that they were at the wrong house. They told me to ask my aunt If she knew any "femi" around the area. They insisted, so I left the door slightly open and hurried into the kitchen so that my aunt could help these people out.

On my way to the kitchen, they rushed inside the house. They brought out their guns and ordered us to lay on the floor. We followed their instructions. They stole as much as they could. Money, my phone, gold, food, laptops everything.

To cut the long story short, these arm robbers got away with it. The police made no effort to find them, and they are on the loose right now.