I WAS SO SCARED! (2)
Sorry for the break, this is the sequel to my previous post, a bit scary.
Where was I even going to start from?? I was so deep in my thoughts when I noticed something like a gun been pointed to the back of my legs.I thought the boy had a gun on him.
Remember I had a flask full of peppery stew like red hot peppery stew in my bag.I already planned how I would pour him all the stew and even dash the keke rider small stew on his face because he looks and acted suspicious too.
I was almost screaming when I decided to look first, lo, it was one black thing from the keke that kept moving because of the breeze.
Back to the boy sitting beside me, I finally understood what he wanted was my number after he had almost made me think I was going to lose a lot of things and worst, get pushed out of a moving keke.
He started talking, asking for my number directly and he kept using very weird pickup lines with this very useless accent(I’m been honest, the accent was so vain).
I was still trying to recover from the shock and all the thoughts going on in my head.I just kept praying to get to my destination.
The moment we got there, I didn’t even wait for the keke rider to stop properly, I jumped out and threw his money.
The guy beside me kept following, but he couldn’t keep up cos I was walking like I was going to represent Nigeria in the Olympics thanks to my long legs.
Thanks for reading my story.
Share on social media and tell your peoples.
Where was I even going to start from?? I was so deep in my thoughts when I noticed something like a gun been pointed to the back of my legs.I thought the boy had a gun on him.
Remember I had a flask full of peppery stew like red hot peppery stew in my bag.I already planned how I would pour him all the stew and even dash the keke rider small stew on his face because he looks and acted suspicious too.
I was almost screaming when I decided to look first, lo, it was one black thing from the keke that kept moving because of the breeze.
Back to the boy sitting beside me, I finally understood what he wanted was my number after he had almost made me think I was going to lose a lot of things and worst, get pushed out of a moving keke.
He started talking, asking for my number directly and he kept using very weird pickup lines with this very useless accent(I’m been honest, the accent was so vain).
I was still trying to recover from the shock and all the thoughts going on in my head.I just kept praying to get to my destination.
The moment we got there, I didn’t even wait for the keke rider to stop properly, I jumped out and threw his money.
The guy beside me kept following, but he couldn’t keep up cos I was walking like I was going to represent Nigeria in the Olympics thanks to my long legs.
Thanks for reading my story.
Share on social media and tell your peoples.
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