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My husband and I were at a wedding reception that Saturday afternoon when the MC suddenly demanded that every guest should get up from their chairs. At first I thought it was a way to welcome the new couple or probably an invitation to prayer. I never knew that the MC had other plans. When we had all stood up, he laughed rather cynically and said;
“We are going to do something now,”
We wondered what he was talking about. Everyone stared at him as he spoke into the microphone.
“If you know as a couple that you have wedded in the church, sit down. If you are yet to do so, remain standing.”
This came like a rude shock. I was surprised that some people took it like a joke and laughed over it but I saw in James’ eyes that he did not feel comfortable with that declaration. When all the wedded couples sat down, only a few of us remained standing.
The MC, laughing sheepishly went on; “Now, those of you who are yet to do your wedding, I give you one month to start planning to do so because I can’t understand why you will continue to leave as couples without a church wedding..”
I didn’t understand how that was supposed to be funny but a lot of people guffawed as we were made jest of that day. I could see on my husband’s face that there was registered anger there. He was a very shy person. He was not angry with the MC but with himself. By the time we got back into the taxi that took us home, he told me that we were going to start planning for our wedding immediately.
“I hope it isn’t because of what that clown said at the wedding reception that informed your decision to do this,” I mumbled but he simply shook his head.
“It is something that we must do.”
I heaved a long sigh; “James, we are married. Our parents consented to our union. You did not pick me up from the street like a common w***e. You paid my bride price. Church wedding or no church wedding, we are husband and wife. Don’t give yourself headaches over the issue please.”
Although I tried to make my husband calm down and not bother about the church wedding issue, the matter was fired up the next day when we went on invitation to the church of the newly married couple. The new couple had gone for thanks giving service that day.
The pastor while preaching said any couple who hadn’t done their church wedding were like strangers to each other and also hindering the blessings of God from pouring on them. He admonished every young couple to immediately begin to plan to do their church weddings if they hadn’t already done so.
On our way back home that day after the service, James, my husband had already made up his mind on the issue. He sulked all day and refused to eat his food.
At home, he picked up a paper and began to scribble something on it. I was to find out later that he was drawing a budget. On the paper, he had a budget of about eight hundred thousand naira. My heart skipped a bit the moment I saw it. What was he thinking? I thought to myself. Where were we going to get that sum from? There was rent waiting to be paid. The landlord had been on our necks. There was a loan I took from my office to buy a plot of land jointly with my husband. That too had been on our necks. We had been feeding like paupers to help stabilize our fragile cash flow. Why would he want to incur more debt just to make people feel good and happy? I simply told him that it was never going to work. It was an immaterial decision.
“I will not let you do this,” I screamed dispassionately. “You cannot do this to us. We have lots on our heads. We just got married last year. It is not too late yet for us to plunge money into a church wedding now. That can wait.”
He was livid. He turned to me and in a cold voice muttered; “We are doing this wedding Dear. I can’t stand the insult anymore.”
I just couldn’t understand the rationale behind us spending eight hundred thousand naira just to make people feel good in one day. Did he really know what he was talking about?
In order not to aggravate the matter, I simply let him be. That evening, I went to see Pastor Emma. He was the assistant pastor in our church. Pastor Emma was a very understanding fellow who usually advised me on many occasion. He was in the church alone praying when I came to see him.
“Sister Glory, what was the problem? You sounded very frantic.”
He walked towards me where I sat on one of the pews. I quickly told him what it was; how my husband had suddenly begun to behave very funny because of what he heard from the pastor in another church and because of what the MC had said the previous day.
“Why?” he echoed. “Your husband is smarter than that na. Why would he bother about such things? I tell people all the time that what has been agreed here on earth will definitely be endorsed in heaven. The day your parents accepted him and gave you to him was the very day that God signed it in heaven. I don’t understand why people bother themselves over elaborate weddings when the only thing that we do here in the church is to bless the union. There is no pastor that will join two adults in a holy matrimony if their parents’ consent had not yet been sought after. So long as you have done the necessary thing already, what is now required is just the church’s blessings and endorsement. And it is not something one needs to kill himself over. I have met couples who came to church after they had been married for years.”
The young pastor and I talked for a long time and he assured me that he was going to discuss it with the senior pastor.
“See me after the fellowship on Tuesday so that I will tell you what the pastor said.”
“Thank you very much Pastor Emma. May God bless you so much.”
The pastor and I parted and I went straight home that day. My husband was at the dining table still doing some calculations. He had arrived at the sum of one million one hundred and forty thousand. I didn’t bother to tell him anything more after having discussed with the young pastor. I still could not understand why he wanted us to waste all that money just for a day’s event.
That night as we were about to sleep, he suggested that we sell the land to raise the money for our wedding. I felt as if I had just been stabbed. How could he of all people say a thing of that nature?
“You are the man of the house my darling,” I muttered hiding my displeasure. “I cannot go against whatever you say.”
We slept thereafter but I awoke at midnight and went into the sitting room to pray. I prayed for God’s wisdom and for Him to intervene in the matter. I could hear my husband snoring away as I prayed on.
By Tuesday, I had come up with a solution to the problem. When I returned from work that evening, I went to see Mama Dadi who sold chilled kunu with zobo. I asked how much it would cost to make kunu and zobo drinks for about fifty people.
“That is about five thousand naira o,” she intoned when I told her about it.
I dipped my hand in my handbag, brought out the money and passed it on to her.
“This is six thousand naira,” I said. “Please make it very thick and nice.”
I could sense the happiness on her face. “When do you want it delivered?”
“Sunday afternoon by one O’clock.”
Again, she thanked me and I left her. Pastor Emma was waiting for me after the fellowship that evening. He told me that Pastor Edwin wanted to have a word with me. Pastor Edwin was the senior pastor.
Minutes later, I was seated at a chair facing the senior pastor.
He looked at me after we had exchanged pleasantries. “Sister Glory, I heard what you told Pastor Emma. Do you want me to talk to Brother James for you?”
I shook my head. I didn’t want my husband to read meanings to it. He had warned me several times never to take an issue to a third party except it got out of hand between the two of us.
I told the pastor that I had a plan. I pleaded with him to wed me and my husband in the church that Sunday. I could see the sudden change of his demeanor. He looked very shock as he listened to me.
I demanded that he talk to my husband that Sunday to accept to wed us both and he agreed. The next day, I took a walk to the market and bought two rings. Thereafter, I went to rent a wedding gown and also negotiate for the cake. In all, I spent less than thirty thousand naira.
Sunday came like every other day. I convinced my husband to wear his best pair of black suit and he did. I had invited his uncle with the wife to the church that morning while my elder sister with her husband would also be coming that too. No one else related to either of us knew anything. Brother Matthew, one of the finest young men in our church had been secretly contacted to act as the best man while his fiancée, Eno was to act as the bride’s maid.
Pastor Edwin summoned my husband that morning when we got to church. I was not dressed in my wedding gown at that time because I had to know what my husband’s decision would be. We arrived early to church because I had already planned it with Pastor Edwin. Before James would return, the pastor had told him everything he needed to know and he had no choice but to consent to it. The pastors told him that if he accepted, it was going to change the perception of many who would want to do their weddings in the church.
I didn’t know all the things they told my husband but I was glad that he accepted to carry on with the wedding that day. By the time we were ushered in, the pastor had made the announcement and the entire church was ablaze with the euphoria especially because they were taken unaware.
The choir sang like never before. We were called to the altar after the sermon and I could see my husband grinning from ear to ear. Wedding was over in no time and a photographer took pictures of us with a lot of the church members.
Pastor Edwin announced second offering for us as gift and we were amazed at the number of people that thronged out. This was different from the money that the church members sprayed on us while we danced. We realized about two hundred and eighty thousand naira that day.
When it was all over, some church members accompanied us home for refreshment and I served them chilled kunu and zobo which Mama Dadi had prepared so well. This, they all drank with relish. Few days later, we started our project on our plot; the land that my husband would have sold.
Today, we too are proud owners of our own house. And whenever we remember our wedding, we laugh out loud with glee.
THE CHURCH WEDDING by Japheth Prosper

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Strange things happen under the sun, even stranger things happen right under our nose and nobody ever hears about it till it comes right to our doorstep.."

Warning! If you're easily scared, Do not read this!

There's an old abandoned lab at Ebony high boarding school.

Everybody at one point or the other has heard tales about this lab which is located under the school stairs near a dry field that nobody ever visits. But the most common tale told of this place is the story of Ama.

The story which I'm about to tell you now.

Ama was a young junior who just entered boarding that year. She became the target of senior boys because she was very beautiful and curvy. Ama had the kind of curves that was unhealthy for a girl her age.

I mean those kind of shapes that could make a man cm just by staring. It would have been better if Ama wasn't an innocent perhaps everything that happened would have been averted.

A lot of seniors made advances at Ama but she always managed to resist every one of them until that evening. At the close of school when everyone had gone to their hostels, it was just Ama and her books left in class. A certain senior Eze the social prefect was making a round of all the classes when he saw Ama alone, reading.

Senior Eze had been looking for ways to get Ama and this to him was his golden opportunity. He managed to convince Ama to follow him to the science lab downstairs to check some things. Ama went, trusting as usual.

The events that happened that night no one can describe fully. All we heard about this tale is that the next morning, Senior Eze was found on the ground dead, his testicles and p***s cut off. Flies and maggots were already feasting on it, his opened mouth and dead frightened eyes left little to be imagined at what happened overnight.

Ama was never found again.

Some said she was a ghost that only came for a short while. Some said she evaporated into thin air. However the tales may be, the lab was shut down permanently and a new one was built upstairs.

Still some guys claim to see a shadow coming down the corridor of their hostel every night and it has the shape of Ama. Nobody ever believes them though.

Nobody.

Until Emeka's episodes.

Emeka seizures came always at night and he was always screaming at an invisible being to leave him alone.

Every one thought Emeka had gone mad, I mean that was the logical reason for how else could a normal human scream at shadows to leave him alone.

Well...

Except you believe in ghosts.

Emeka told anyone who would believe him that a certain curvy female often visited him to forcefully have s*x with him. He described the female as having wild unkempt hair, dry scaly hands and a mouth that seemed impossibly wide possessing sharp fangs.
He always tried to scream but the thing would suck in his mouth and forcefully have s*x with him.

Every night.

Nobody believed him. Or rather we were to scared to believe in the possibility that it might be true.

That night at the hostel. Everyone heard a long anguished scream coming from Emeka's hostel. Nobody could move in their bed, we all shook and those who could pray prayed.

The sound continued till there was a sudden silence.

The silence was even horrible than the sound and the strongest amongst us lost heart.

Then we heard footsteps walking down the corridor.

Nobody dared move.

We stayed that way till the next morning.

The morning brought horrible surprises. The dead suspended body of Emeka hung from his bunk badly scarred and bloody.

His p***s was severed from his body.

Three bloody words were etched into his belly.

"Tagged, you're next!"

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This world is coming to an end oo🤔
Guess what I saw this morning while coming back from the market.
I was inside keke and a man and a woman entered and after some minutes the man started crying, I was curious and the woman was begging the man to stop crying but he refused. All of a sudden the woman raised her clothe, brought out her breast and gave to the man and he started sucking not minding that people were looking at him. I was really shocked. The woman is about 27yrs while the man is about three months.
😁😂😁😂🏃‍♂️🏃‍♂️🏃‍♂️🏃‍♂️ .

Good morning and lovely day to you all

Short story for Freaky Friday

When you see two young teenagers falling
in love, it is your duty as an adult to talk to
them. Most of the time they don't have sense
of their own; you have to lend them yours.
Immediately after my WAEC, I went for
computer training in one of these road side
computer schools.
There's this girl, Charity, an O' Level
graduate, who was also taking the training.
After each training we'd stay behind and
learn on our own.
As Charity and I became familiarized with
each other, we fell in love
The guy who was tutoring us, Uncle Sam,
was in his final year in the university as at
that time.
One fateful day, Uncle Sam called me and
said something that I'd never forget.
This was what he said, word for word:
"David! Being in a serious relationship with
an opposite s*x at this age is not a good
idea. You have a great future, one mistake
and you'd spend the rest of your life paying
for it."
The computer training center had two
branches. Uncle Sam went to the extent of
writing a transfer letter for me to move to
the other center. He said I wouldn't
concentrate if I was seeing Charity everyday.
I bless the day I met Uncle Sam. People like
him are not up to ten on this planet.
The following day I called Charity and told
her I needed some space.
She tried to reach me for a while but all
thanks to Uncle Samuel, I was able to put
her away
Whenever we meet we'd just give each
other a 'Hi, how far' greeting.
__________________________
Today I stumbled on her pre-wedding
photos.
By April 12 2021 she's getting married to Uncle
Sam

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Happy New year

May our Life take Growth this year IJN
Amen

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Good morning Facebook.
I got a little story for you.
😷😷Not suitable for all readers.
If you are highly sensitive I suggest you skip this story/post.

THAT EARLY MORNING.

I was brushing my teeth this morning when I remembered an incident that happened to me in school.

One fateful Saturday morning, I totally forgot we had a 07:00am fixed lecture so I didn't wake up early to fetch water for toilet and to have my bath.

By the time I woke up, there was already much queue at the tap.

My roommate, Fred, had a full bucket of water but he wanted to go to the toilet with it.

I pleaded with him that when he's done defecating, he should just wash his bom bom and go, that I'd come and defecate then flush everything together with the one bucket of water.

It was the most smelling s**t I have ever seen in my entire life.

So my plan was to enter the toilet, brush my teeth, defecate and also have my bath with just that one bucket of water.

So while I was brushing, my toothbrush slipped from my hand and fell inside the toilet, on top Fred's s**t🤦🏽‍♂️

It was my Oral-B toothbrush which I bought for N250.

I was actually done brushing my teeth but it was just remaining that white thing on my tongue for me to brush.

What did I do?

I dipped my hand inside Fred's s**t, removed my toothbrush, rinsed it and continued brushing my tongue.

😂😂🤣👌🏼👌🏼👌🏼👌🏼.
If it were you, what you have done ?

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Big Breaking news:

SOME LECTURERS FROM A UNIVERSITY IN NIGERIA, FACULTY OF ENGINEERING BOARDED A PLANE.
WHEN THE PLANE WAS READY TO TAKE-OFF, THE PILOT SAID......"WELCOME ON BOARD LADIES &
GENTLEMEN MAY I PLEASE INFORM YOU THAT THIS PLANE WAS MANUFACTURED BY YOUR STUDENTS IN THE UNIVERSITY AND THIS IS THE FIRST TIME OF FLYING".
IMMEDIATELY THEY HEARD THAT, EVERYONE RAN OUT OF THE PLANE EXCEPT ONE PROFESSOR IBRAHIM, WHO SAT COMFORTABLY.
PEOPLE WERE SURPRISED AND WENT TO HIS SEAT TO ASK HIM WHY HE DID NOT RUN OUT
OF THE PLANE LIKE OTHERS?
HE SMILED AND REPLIED..."THERE IS NO NEED TO RUN OUT BECAUSE IF IT IS TRUE THAT THIS PLANE WAS MADE BY OUR STUDENTS, THEN WITH WHAT WE TAUGHT THEM, AM VERY SURE THE PLANE WILL NOT EVEN MOVE".

Old story but just to tell you that, the same professors striking don't trust what they implant in their students.

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Jennifer, Nneka and their life fate

Jennifer and Nneka were dorm mates. Two girls from separate worlds who formed an acute friendship after being assigned to the same room upon their entry into the school.

Jennifer was from a rich family. Her family had more than enough. They paid for everything she had. They paid for her rent, school, clothes medicals and food. They were ready to sponsor her as long as she wished for she made them proud throughout her years in secondary school. Though they gave her everything, they hardly gave her money because to them, money spoilt children.

Nneka herself was from an average background, her family had just enough to fend for her. They paid for her needs but everything was hard to come by.

What brought this two girls close was their love for education. Both were extremely intelligent and sensible. Both were also pretty, overtly so. Their lives were very focused for they saw a bright future for themselves.

It was in their second year in the school that Nneka met Nancy, a girl who shared a new class with her.

Just like Nneka, Nancy came from a poor family but her lifestyle would never tell you. She had everything one could ever wish for in this world.

Overtime, Nancy's lifestyle influenced that of Nneka. Nneka would go out with Nancy only to return three days after with wards of cash and stuffs with her. In fact if one didn't tell you, you would think it was Nneka who came from a rich home instead of Jennifer. When asked about those expensive stuffs she had by Jennifer, Nneka would reply that Nancy's boyfriend was extremely rich and generous.

This didn't affect Nneka's studies though, she progressed both in school and in finance much to Jennifer's jealousy and admiration.

Nneka had also told Jennifer many times that she should follow her and Nancy to a night out, that Nancy had extended an invite to her but Jennifer refused each time, saying her fiancé would not like it if she visited a man even if the man isn't dating her.

This continued on for some time, both progressing tremendously in their studies and Nneka herself financially also.

Soon it was time for them to graduate and also few weeks to Jennifer's wedding. Her fiancé had planned to marry her immediately she graduated and they had set a date for their nuptial.

The day before their graduation, Nneka asked Jennifer to es**rt her to a place where she wanted to meet a wealthy man whom she had been speaking with on phone, whom she met on Facebook. She said they man asked her to bring a friend with her because he'll bring his own friend too. They were to celebrate the girls immense success in school. Nneka said she would have brought Nancy but she was out of town. Jennifer refused but after much begging from Nneka, she finally agreed but warned Nneka severely not to involve her in things like this.

They started preparing, dressing up, looking fine and dandy. Soon both were done, they immediately hopped into an okada. They were to met the men at one hotel miles away from their school.

The girls were well received by the men at the private suite of the very expensive hotel. They partied for hours, eating lavish meals and sipping costly wines. Hours later, both men decided they would like to leave for their houses. They gave bulky wards of cash to both girls before dropping them at a junction where they would board an okada to their school.

When they got home and counted the cash, it was a whooping three hundred thousand naira each. Something both girls had never received before. They partied amongst themselves... happy that they earned money without even sleeping with the men.

After their graduation, each with first class, they were called again by those men not at the hotel this time but their house. Jennifer was willing to go even without much persuasion from Nneka.

They reached the men's house, a large expansive compound with a sturdy duplex in it. The men received them well again, the party continued.

Soon both girls started feeling drowsy, the house were spinning before their eyes and the music was too loud for their ears. They must have gotten drunk from the wine they had been consuming relentlessly. They decided to rest on the couch in the sitting room. Soon they were asleep.

The girls awoke slowly, struggling to open their eyes which was somehow still weighed down by sleep. They were in a very dark room, one in which they couldn't even make out what was right in front of them. They tried moving but found out that their legs and arms were tied together and their mouths were sealed shut with a pieces of dirty smelling clothes.

Panic gripped the both of them, their heartbeats loud in their ears. They could hear the sound of their own blood moving through their veins. Nneka herself was already crying, hot bubbly tears running down her face. It was evident that they had been abducted.

For hours, the girls were in the dark room, the coldness of the floor spreading goosebumps on their bodies. The worst of it all was that they couldn't talk to each other because their mouths were closed. Also, hunger was threatening to tear their stomachs. Their stomach was rumbling and growling because of lack of food adding to the discomfort the heat was causing to them.

It was minutes later that the door to the room was opened, sunlight streaming inside the place showing that it was in fact not a room but a large warehouse-like type of building. Four more sleeping girls were carried inside by men who had masks over their faces. The way they walked and acted showed that they had been doing this for years.

Jennifer and Nneka realized that the place was in fact filled with young women around their age, some of them looking underfed and skinny even while pregnant. All of them were tied up though some had their mouth open but they didn't not speak, they looked like people whose spirits were broken. What have they landed themselves into because of money?

The men locked up the place after dropping the girls, putting the place in eternal darkness once again.

It was hours later when the girls where sure that they will soon die of hunger that the door of the warehouse was opened and the men who had guns and machetes with them this time carried in coolers of food, tied in small plastic bags. They shared the food among the women which they all received eagerly. Their arms and mouth were untied for them to eat with.

"Please, don't kill us. Please I beg you in the name of Jesus to let us go, Sir. Please," Jennifer begged as soon as her mouth was untied by one of the men but she was rewarded with a powerful slap that had her head snapping to the side. The sound of the slap rang in her ear and for a while she'd have sworn that she ran deaf. The man angrily tied her up again, collecting the food from her which he tossed to another woman who received it, gratefully.

The men watched them eat and after they were done, they tied them up again before leaving the warehouse.

This continued on for days. weeks?

The girls were not sure anymore. They had lost account of time and day. The only time they were allowed to go out was a designated time once in a day, to use the toilet. Even then, the men were on their neck, holding barrels of AK47 on their back as they watched them relief themselves.

The worst days were when the men would have s*x with them, aggressively forcing their manhood between the legs of the newcomers. Only leaving them when they were satisfied. The old ones there didn't even bother when the men tried to s*x them up, they just opened their legs seamlessly for the men to have their way, bare without condom or lubricant. They'd leave some of these girls with bruises around their private parts which they'll reopen next time when they come to use them again.

Some of those girls were breed for babies which were quickly taken away from them as soon as they were born, others were used for weird ritual and sacrifices. Sold to profitable customers who were willing to drop large sums for a body part or a full girl.

After some weeks there, the girls lips were finally left unsealed because the men believed that they have been broken. Weeks after Jennifer was sure that she had missed her own wedding. Did it even hold?

They finally planned their escape.

It was when the two girls were led out by one of the men to use the toilet because they both claimed they wanted to use the toilet that they finally carried out their course of action.

As Nneka was relieving herself, she groaned loudly in pain leading the man to focus his attention on her. As he wanted to check her out, to ask her why she was making undue noise, Jennifer hit the man's head with a piece of log she found on the forest floor. The man slumped and she hit him again and again to make sure he'll black out. They covered the man with thick bush so the others wouldn't see. The girls had to be careful because they were aware that the forest was surrounded by armed kidnappers.

As they hid themselves behind trees, quietly tiptoeing their way out of the forest. They saw a flashy black car drive into the camp and as the door opened, Nancy and one of the men that had picked them alighted from it.

They girls were shocked down to their bone marrow. They finally knew what had happened. Nancy was working with these evil doers. She must have told those men to approach Nneka, knowing that Nneka would comply. Nneka felt foolish and betrayed. She felt remorseful for dragging Jennifer into this and Jennifer herself never failed to blame her. Cursing the day she met Nneka.

Just as they girls were about escaping from the place, they were spotted by one of the men who had been surveying the place from a treetop. He alerted the rest of the men by blowing a whistle which shook the forest ground, becoming one with it.

The chase began.

Nneka and Jennifer immediately dashed off wildly, running with all the strength in their malnourished bodies. It was a matter of life and death. They knew if they were caught, they wouldn't survive the day.

Their foot steps hardly hit the ground before flinging off again in a run. The sound of their foot and that of the men disrupting the silence of the forest. Nneka and Jennifer were running for their freedom. The men were running so they won't be exposed by the two stubborn girls.

Bullets were shot towards them but they missed. They men didn't have enough patience to stop running before firing so their aims were bad.

A bullet finally struck Jennifer on her rib cage, slowing them down. Nneka held her up, running with her as they tried to evade the men.

Their underfed bodies coupled with the bullet Jennifer was shot with were disadvantageous to them. It would be difficult to escape the men who were trained forest men. It was evident because the men were gaining grounds on them. The sound of their voices closer.

Jennifer finally asked Nneka to leave her, that she would hid somewhere. She asked Nneka to run, to make sure she bring soldiers or policemen to come rescue her and the rest of the girls. Nneka initially refused but finally agreed.

She helped hide Jennifer before finally running like her world depended on it. Well, it did.

She ran and ran until her legs started burning and her feet started bleeding, shredded by the thorny and pointy woods and stones on the forest floor.

She finally came upon a road. A wild one that ran between the forest.

She flagged down the first bus that she saw and luckily for her, they were people returning from a church program in the next town. She immediately fainted as soon as they let her inside, all the strength in her body obviously drained by their encounter in the forest.

She finally woke three days after, in a hospital where the church people had taken her. Her parents were there. One policewoman was also there.

Though tired, she forced herself to narrate the ordeal to the policewoman and her parents, making sure she gave an accurate account of what happened so the police would go and rescue the girls and her friend, Jennifer. She made sure to tell them about Nancy too.

When the policemen finally arrived in the forest at the place Nneka had directed them to, they found out that the men had moved, leaving the warehouse empty. The men knew that Nneka would report them to the police. The policemen combed through the forest but they couldn't find the men or Jennifer, they must have taken her with them or even worst, killed her. The only evidence that the thing happened were the group of old buildings constructed right in the middle of the forest.

They finally arrested Nancy, at her home. She was not aware that the girls who had escaped were Nneka and Jennifer. She didn't even know that they had seen her. When asked about the whereabouts of the other girls, she said she didn't know. That she only brought girls for the men and other transactions were kept away from her. They tried calling the men with Nancy's phone but he never answered, they were aware that the police had her.

Nneka was finally tested and her result proved that she was pregnant. She had also contracted some STI's too. Medicines were given to her for the curable diseases. She decided to keep the baby though the father will forever be unknown. She was grateful to God for her life but she regretted everything, especially how she involved Jennifer in it. She hoped her friend was safe somewhere.

She got married years later, to a successful business tycoon but she never failed to use her story as a testimony and advise to all the young girls and boys around her.


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