I like this your script ooo continue bro

Carry on boss

na wa. you went through this just to travel out.

nice

God kept me through, am alive to share my testimony

debbydee:
na wa. you went through this just to travel out.

nice one OP following ur thread jejely ....pls people this is a risky way of crossing to Europe ( just go to YouTube and type ''the road journey to Europe from nigeria'' and see for urself) yes the OP did make it but the chance to make it is not even up to 20 % cuz even if u got to the middetearan there is no guarantee that u will cross to Italy cuz the boat is a rubber boat and again u might be intercepted by libyas militias and taken to prison ( the worse place to be ) ....stay safe and get to the Germany the legal way folks thanks.....and moresoever German is deporting almost 300000 nigerias refugees back ..imagine after going through all this stress only to be deported back ...Yea the country is a shithole everyone wants to get out bt let do it the legal way

Can't wait bro pls continue

Orwayin, we dey wait you o

we got to zinder, possibly by 3a.m, and was welcome into the compound by one horror looking man,he was smooking weed,there was no joy in his eyes at all.....
oya get down all of you, and do that as queitly as possible,
you know we nigerians most of us always prefer it the hard way, it was one young woman who was used as an example,
abeg comot for my leg joor, she scream and the next thing mr usman (the fierce looking man) flung her inside the house like she was an animal, and that was where we knew, this people really meant business......
now listen up all of you,(in a low voice) you previous trolley business ends here, so i will be in charged of taking you to agadez, in a few minutes your bus will soon arrive, so just look for a place to sit down and don't forget be quiet.

The house was a very big one with no chair inside the room we where, i look around and saw a black guy ready a book, be too inquisitive i crawl towards him...
hello, please do you speak english?
yeah, am from nigeria and am ibo.
wow, nnwane is this sabah??
almost laugh out loud but for the environment he comport himself
brother, na zinder be this oooo, we still dey inside niger
so after all this days we are still in niger na wa oooh,so what are you doing here(see my jamb question oooh)
am a traveller like you oh, just that am my own burger(trolley), i have been here since yesterday, but since you guys came now, possibly we will travell together tonite,

the sound of buses where heard entering the compound, so all wispering stop......
now you all stand up and arrange yourself in a straight line, no noise,
after we have all got inside the bus, that was now even tighter than we were in the former bus,mr usman re spoke
listen up everyone, there is a police checkpoint at the front, a very strict one i mean, you will be ask to pay 2000cifa each so as to be allowed to pass through zinder border if you don't pay you will be taken back to your country, but i want to make it easier for you,everyone bring 1000cifa each and as you pay here, i will write your name down, when the driver get there he will just submit your name and money, to make it easier
trust nigerians now all those who said they don't have money to drop on the last check point on hearing (if you don't pay you will be taken back to your country) they started bringing out money, not still all though some stubborn head still kept their money hidden, my saviour still rescued me on this one also if you still don't know who he is, i will remember you (EBO)......mr usman wrote our names or something else on a piece of paper and gave it with some money to the driver....and off we left

oya fire on oga

Omo! One must read the end of this stories oooo....

Ah OP. fire On.
This deserves to be on the front page.

uyijiano4u:
Well, i recently started a story, on the life in a refugee camp, i couldn't continue that story due to d response and messages i got to start from the Top.....anyway due to popular demand, i am embarking on this tale. for some very important reason i will advice you pay attention, and be contented.......before i begin this tale i want to make you understand something, please am not using this tale to promote illegal travelling or human traffickers, because yu might not be As lucky As me.........thanks for praying close attention

All names use in caused of this story are all fiction
But the story is a true life experience

The story begins shortly

Mr op where are you now. I hope you are safe sha, please come and continue your story

off we go towards akadez......
After about an hour or so,we finally got to the so called check point, those who didn't pay where kind of scared, but we where so shocked when the driver came down and gave the police on check point some tip and no names where mentioned, we continued jeje. we where now on an untarred road, every where was dark, the road seems like a one way road, because only our vehicles seems to be driving on it, we were all half dozing and half waking, praying silently for us to get to our destination sucessfully, the driver was really helping matters anyway, driving on high speed, at this moment we where wishing, there could be flight to just pass through this part, i dozed off


Finally we got to agadez
we got to agadez at 8 or 9 i guess, niger men dressed as moslem could be seen outside, no women in sight though some little niger boys going to some errands, our driver was very attentive and watchful because of anti-traffickers, he was making phone call while driving so as to locate the person taken us to our destination in the town, immediately we sighted a man on a bike and he began to follow his lead, not to far from where we already are, but we are made to take a zig zag journey...........

A gate was open and the driver drove in, we came out to meet some nigerians and gambians outside, the whole compound is very quiet like a grave yard, no body dares raise voice or shout, infact the whole town is quiet, and any noise from us will make us get into serious trouble......
oya lissen all this jeddit, (the ghetto boss who referring to us new comers) make una kip quiet, shebi una see as everywhere quiet so,abeg i want make he continue like so, una welcome to nick ghetto
And that was all he said
ebo!
ebo!!
i called in low voice though,
bro i noh understand wetin dey sup here ooo, this guy no even tell us weda the bus wey wan carry us to sabah go come later abi na here we wan stay?
jamie make you calm down, i need to first locate epa (connection man) younger brother and i go come find phone tey call my sister, just hold own bro, i de come

Ur story is too slow!

Nice story OP, really enjoying it but too slow, please write more, been following for over 20 days. Please write more and more often.

its even an open tab on my phone since it started...always refreshing everyday but somehow slow...we don't know why it is tho..maybe no time but u can help us with a better speed more Dan dis..thanks

this thread is too slow. op pls do something and moreover everything u said is nothing but truth cause i have google searched every city mentioned and it was exactly how u said it was

Op, are you telling your story or someone story because the way you drop update once in a while looks like what a blogger is doing? Just curious.

Following actively

boss nice story you can share yo my readers on www.emperorblog.com.ng let learn from u

I leave your thread for you abeg you don't have anything thing to offer except repetition meanwhile I have read what is similar to this your shit which looks like copy and paste byeeeee

uyijiano4u:
i don't really wanna reply you before coz probably you think every one might be as jobless as yu or maybe yu among the few who is waiting for the completion so as to copy and paste sorry dude i have a family to take of and moreover i owe you nothing, if it suit yu wait for the completion if you are so eager yu can leave this thread, i never forced you on the first place

i don't really wanna reply yu before coz probably yu think every one might be as jobless as yu or maybe yu among the few who is waiting for the completion so as to copy and paste sorry dude ai have a family to take of and moreover i owe you nothing, if it suit yu wait for the completion if yu are so eager yu can leave this thread, i never forced yu on the first place

abuhusna1:
I leave your thread for you abeg you don't have anything thing to offer except repetition meanwhile I have read what is similar to this your shit which looks like copy and paste byeeeee

my esteem readers am sorry for the break, i have been very busy of late, from moving from my previous apartment to taking care of some stuff, any way am back but probably for another short while....but am promising to be as brief on this thread as possible, though this was not as plan but i got to do it this way.......................God bless you all my esteem readers

After about 3 months we left agadez, for sabah....the journey was not as expected alot of things really took place in agadez, from bursting of ghettos, some people even ran mad, some had no choice but to go back to their country, agadez is a land of hunger and starvation, alot of flies, the sun there is always stable like a full electricity current, in agadez as soon as you finish your laundering after 20 to 30 minutes be ready to take your clothes, there seems like a desert so many dust and sand, alot of troubles too, fighting and arguing among us too, but all that gone now.

One faithful day, in the month of november towards the end though, our connection came around we were arranged on a straight line and we the lucky one's were selected and told to get prepared for the night journey.
We were 33 passengers who entered the truck of an hilux vehicle, this not the time my connection man tried this route that is since we got to agadez, the first time they tried the passengers barely excape but not after sustaining injuries among them selves, the second time same thing happened, this was due to the illegality of the trade, and if any driver was caught the vehicle will be seized and the driver will be jailed, so any time the drivers are accousted by the police the drive in a fast and furious manner not minding the passengers on the trunk.
And this was the third time as soon as we embarked on this one way journey, i began to sing and praise GOD in a low tune trust nigerians now they began to follow up in the praise and worship session, we began the journey with my faith in christ, i just had the believe i was going to make it, and this our trip was going to be different from the previous one's, i started praying and there was response, and then i rebuild my faith with everyone else, we passed the first spot no sign of police, in fact all through the trail no sign of check point or road block it was then i believed i serve a living God, and finally we stop after several hours and now we were far gone into sahara desert, mehn the cold there was uncomperable, i would even prefer i am lock in a deep freezer, after spending several minutes there, we took off again, no caused for alarm about the police i guessed, the only alarm now was the trunk was too tight, any after several hours we got to gatron....... good night friends

Welcome back bro, nice update

Ok waiting for the next one ☝️ ride on OP

Gatron is the downtown of libya, a final stop for some us, the libyans in gatron some not all are very accommodating and kind, we where all tired from the far journey, the desert is the worst among all, you see skeleton all around, some decay particles, there was a stage we got to in the desert, the drivers deserted us after so many complain about food and water from us the passengers, they ask us to come down from the truck and remain there and they drove off, by this time it was towards evening and everywhere around was so cold, we began to wandered about, if we can see any help around, and unfortunately there was a well up front, some began to fetched and drink what look like a brown urine or water as supposed, after some few minutes the driver came back with gallons of water, as they say black will always be black, we began to rush for it, been thirsty and hungry water is the only source now, the drivers who could not control us and moreover are here illegally force us to get into the vehicle and continue the journey leaving the water behind, we got to madama, a small town in Niger, where we met other travellers like us, the driver drove us to their immigration office where we were first welcome with an animal treatment, in madama, all the boys where forced to bring out all their valuables, you have no choice but to comply and the girls to do same, and if maybe a Girl was on her flow, they will ask her to pull of no minding the blood, after this check point we were taken to were the others(travellers) are, we stayed here for two night and after enough survey to determine if the road was clear, we re_embarked, here was were i first fell toast a girl since we started the journey, anyway that is a story for another day.
We got to another checkpoint in madama, this checkpoint we were ask to bring out all the naira we have, this officers value naira so much, they searched us, even threaten to take us back if we don't succum, and we explain to them that we already gave the previous officers all that we had, and this trade seems like a carban, caused when ever we are stopped by police the drivers will jejely leave us and stay far away from us, after alot of pleading and moreover they searched and found no dime, the finally let us go.....
After several hours, we got to another checkpoint, but here unlike the previous one's, they never disturb us, they only searched for weapon or any illegal items, like tramadol, weed and so on..........
we continued our journey, got to another checkpoint, this was the first welcome party we received in libya.
all boys one line and all girls one line, we where paraded like prisoners going for morning drill, we were paraded into what seems like a moat, we got the worst beating of our lives, the girls excluded though, and after what seems like hours of beating, they left us to run towards our vehicle...... And we finally got to gatron
to be continued

Nice one

Ffg

gatron is nice place, you would be tempted to stay that is if you don't have a destination, you can work and live your life as peaceful as deserve, but i am referring to how it was before the war, i don't know the situation of things there now, and some passenger got down here mostly girls, that is their finally stop, we stayed in one small building for 2 to 3 night, the arabs there really acommodated us, we slept on mats for those nights, things here are quite expensive, but we managed.....
we finally departed on the 3rd day, we got to one garage, this was the first entering to sabah, we gat wait here for the next trolley in sabah to come pick us, and this place the was a prison here too, we where first of all scared when we where ask to go inside the dungeon, the whole room was smelling, we met about 4 guys there, 2 nigerians, 1 cameroon, and 1 ghanian, our fear finally got to the brim, when they began to narate their ordeal, they said this was trankey, that they have been there for weeks now, and they have to pay before they will be released, we where so scared, caused the guys we are seeing are like living but dead.
Although, the girls we came with were treated with vip treatment, they where served food, taken care of properly, it was after the second day our fear disappear, i met a nigerian who work with the arab man, he later explain to us that we shouldn't be scared, that as soon as our trolley pay our transport money we are free to continue our journey.
SMALL, as he was popularly called was a young lad of 22 yrs old, he left home all in the hope of going to europe, but getting to this garage, he later discovered he has been sold by his connection man, who happened to also be his relatived, he has been there for 8 months now, after been in the dungeon for 4 and half months, he voluntarily told the boss of the garage he want to work for him for some time so as to continue his journey, he was among the 9 boys who work for the arab too, they beat the boys we met inside the dungeon mercilessly, they beat them with phone on their ear so that their families will know how serious they are about their money..... they don't give them food, they beg travellers who are there to travel for alms, in the morning, they will stand up and start begging from the small window they could see through...some travellers buy them small food or give them small change......after about 6 days we re-embarked on our journey

Continue bruh am interested

uyijiano4u:
gatron is nice place, you would be tempted to stay that is if you don't have a destination, you can work and live your life as peaceful as deserve, but i am referring to how it was before the war, i don't know the situation of things there now, and some passenger got down here mostly girls, that is their finally stop, we stayed in one small building for 2 to 3 night, the arabs there really acommodated us, we slept on mats for those nights, things here are quite expensive, but we managed.....
we finally departed on the 3rd day, we got to one garage, this was the first entering to sabah, we gat wait here for the next trolley in sabah to come pick us, and this place the was a prison here too, we where first of all scared when we where ask to go inside the dungeon, the whole room was smelling, we met about 4 guys there, 2 nigerians, 1 cameroon, and 1 ghanian, our fear finally got to the brim, when they began to narate their ordeal, they said this was trankey, that they have been there for weeks now, and they have to pay before they will be released, we where so scared, caused the guys we are seeing are like living but dead.
Although, the girls we came with were treated with vip treatment, they where served food, taken care of properly, it was after the second day our fear disappear, i met a nigerian who work with the arab man, he later explain to us that we shouldn't be scared, that as soon as our trolley pay our transport money we are free to continue our journey.
SMALL, as he was popularly called was a young lad of 22 yrs old, he left home all in the hope of going to europe, but getting to this garage, he later discovered he has been sold by his connection man, who happened to also be his relatived, he has been there for 8 months now, after been in the dungeon for 4 and half months, he voluntarily told the boss of the garage he want to work for him for some time so as to continue his journey, he was among the 9 boys who work for the arab too, they beat the boys we met inside the dungeon mercilessly, they beat them with phone on their ear so that their families will know how serious they are about their money..... they don't give them food, they beg travellers who are there to travel for alms, in the morning, they will stand up and start begging from the small window they could see through...some travellers buy them small food or give them small change......after about 6 days we re-embarked on our journey

Nice story bro...
please continue..
it almost 3 years now