Hello guys , I'm Nonso and I reside in Port-Harcourt
, guess that's all I am willing to say about me (you will understand why soon enough) NOW TO MY STORY ; It was a
Thursday afternoon and I had just gotten a text message from my school to be (uniport) to come and take my photo card for my exam next week , so I left the house as soon as I could ,it’s not every day I get to leave the house so any day I get the chance I always make sure my swag is worth it ; with my sunshade , red shoe and end of discussion jean shirt and trousers , I could only but feel on top the world and the music playing in my ears made me feel more Fly , I think it was wizkids and tiwa savages song ‘BAD’ , I took a taxi to mile 1 area of Port-Harcourt were I was supposed to get another one to rumuola when one well-dressed man asked me for the time , being the kind of person that loves helping I opened my mouth and said , “it is 2pm sir” and that was it , I didn’t know myself again , I found myself following him everywhere he went and even calling him sir at the end of anything I said to him , Mr. evil stranger carried me to a community I have never been to before (I still wasn’t in my senses I think I was hypnotized) when we got there he asked me to give him my phone and all the money I had which I did though I can still remember myself begging him for my phone (adding sir) and after he took it he walked to a boy sitting down somewhere close and told him to come and tell me the road out of the community while he hurried off , according to the boy when he got to me I was standing like a zombie in the middle of the community (with my fine cloth and swag) and since he had witnessed something like that he suspected that was the case and gave me a dirty slap , and my people that’s how I got my senses back and realized I have fallen MUGU , he was the one that gave me transport back home , my phone and everything was gone . Thinking that I usually see this type of things in papers and would always tag it fake I haven’t still believed I fell a victim. BE VIGILANT, BOYS ARE NOT SMILING THIS DAYS who knows things could have been worse, he could have been a ritualist or a rapist .BE VIGILANT GUYS . And by the way you all are the first to hear this story sha , wouldn’t want to share with family or friends and risk any humiliating laughter . If you are reading this it could only mean collin listened to my whats app audio and wrote it out .Thanks to you bro!
Thursday afternoon and I had just gotten a text message from my school to be (uniport) to come and take my photo card for my exam next week , so I left the house as soon as I could ,it’s not every day I get to leave the house so any day I get the chance I always make sure my swag is worth it ; with my sunshade , red shoe and end of discussion jean shirt and trousers , I could only but feel on top the world and the music playing in my ears made me feel more Fly , I think it was wizkids and tiwa savages song ‘BAD’ , I took a taxi to mile 1 area of Port-Harcourt were I was supposed to get another one to rumuola when one well-dressed man asked me for the time , being the kind of person that loves helping I opened my mouth and said , “it is 2pm sir” and that was it , I didn’t know myself again , I found myself following him everywhere he went and even calling him sir at the end of anything I said to him , Mr. evil stranger carried me to a community I have never been to before (I still wasn’t in my senses I think I was hypnotized) when we got there he asked me to give him my phone and all the money I had which I did though I can still remember myself begging him for my phone (adding sir) and after he took it he walked to a boy sitting down somewhere close and told him to come and tell me the road out of the community while he hurried off , according to the boy when he got to me I was standing like a zombie in the middle of the community (with my fine cloth and swag) and since he had witnessed something like that he suspected that was the case and gave me a dirty slap , and my people that’s how I got my senses back and realized I have fallen MUGU , he was the one that gave me transport back home , my phone and everything was gone . Thinking that I usually see this type of things in papers and would always tag it fake I haven’t still believed I fell a victim. BE VIGILANT, BOYS ARE NOT SMILING THIS DAYS who knows things could have been worse, he could have been a ritualist or a rapist .BE VIGILANT GUYS . And by the way you all are the first to hear this story sha , wouldn’t want to share with family or friends and risk any humiliating laughter . If you are reading this it could only mean collin listened to my whats app audio and wrote it out .Thanks to you bro!
Signing out …
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nonso
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(to get featured send your chronicles to michealscollin@gmail.com along with your bio details and social media handles (if you like))
Click me to read THE JOURNEY 😆