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| Re: See The Woman That Refused To Run Away During Police Shooting In Abuja Yesterday by DaInferno(m): 2:11pm On Oct 11, 2020 |
SLAP44:
Just as I left the hospital.
Before I got to the intersection.
They pulled before us in a black Toyota Sienna.
Blocking us from moving further.
These men.
In black and blue jeans.
And black tight t-shirts.
Heavily armed.
Sunglasses as usual.
Climbed out of the vehicle.
My driver exhaled heavily.
"These people again."
Eight men.
Two moved toward the Taxify.
Gun raised.
Cocking their rifles as though they had caught a criminal.
I sat calmly.
If you are a young man who frequents Taxify or Uber in Lagos, you'd probably get used to that embarrassment.
I had nothing with me just my phone.
And the medication I had gotten from the hospital.
I was so weak.
Massive headache.
While they approached I asked my driver.
"Who are those guys?"
"Haaa. Bros, na SARS o."
I said.
"I thought they have banned these guys?"
He looked at me.
"For wia. Na today?"
I sighed.
The two approached one on each side of the car. I kept my hands in plain sight and made no sudden moves.
One of the men shouted at my driver.
"You no go wind down? Abi you want us to beg you?"
The Taxify driver quickly hit the window button as he screamed forcing a smile.
"Aaah officer of the law no vex, sir! I throw way salute."
The one who had shouted approached my window.
I was looking away.
He shouted.
"Oga, you no dey greet person abi you no see us?"
I slowly turned my head and looked at him.
"Officer, good afternoon, sir."
"Afternoon. Who are you?"
I was about to answer.
He shouted.
"Oga, come down?!"
One of his folks standing a few steps away shouted.
"Who be dis person wey no dey hear us? Na one of those protesters? Devil go welcome am for hell now if he be one of those protesters."
He cocked his gun and approached my Taxify.
It was a lonely road.
No onlookers.
A few cars passed by the other side of the lane.
I gently got down from the car.
I greeted again.
Both of them.
"Officers, good afternoon, sir."
My driver came out and said.
"Na my passenger! I pick am from that hospital down the road."
The one who had asked me who I am shouted at him.
"Shut up! Did we ask you anything? You dey mad? Your moda!"
Then he turned to me.
"Oga, who are you?"
"My name is Kyrian Chiemelie, sir."
"What do you do? Wetin dey your pocket?"
"I am a writer, sir."
"Journalist?"
"No, sir. Author, scriptwriter, filmmaker, sir."
"Oga, wetin dey your pocket?"
"My phone, sir."
"Bring it out."
I dug out my phone.
"Unlock it."
"Why?"
The other one shouted attracting the rest, pointing his gun at him.
"You are asking us questions? Are you stupid?"
I said.
"No, sir. But none of you has the right to search my phone. I didn't do anything wrong."
One shouted, running toward us.
"Who dey yarn that rubbish? Na one of the protesters? Shoot the modafuvker!"
The other one said.
"We never know na when we search him phone we go know."
The Taxify driver said to me.
"Please, unlock your phone. You know what is going on already."
The one pointing rifle at me shouted.
Eyes widened.
Dark lips.
Unsmiling face.
"Oga, unlock your phone for the last time!"
As I used my fingerprint he snatched my phone from me immediately.
Handed it to the last folk who approached us.
He seemed to be the leader.
He started to go through my phone as he said.
"What did you say you do again?"
"I am a filmmaker, sir."
"Actor?"
I shook my head.
"Basically writing."
He looked at me.
"You look tired."
I said.
"I just dey come back from the hospital. The one down there."
"Wetin dey do you? COVID-19?"
"No, sir. Na stress and little sickness. My doctor has given me some tablets, I will be fine in a couple of days."
As he scrolled through my phone the others watched.
Gun pointed up, down. A few at me.
I remained chilled.
He asked.
"And you are not one of the end SARS protesters."
I remained silent.
One of them moved toward me as though he wanted to hit me his rifle.
I dodged.
"Oga, dey ask you, you dey ignore am."
The man said.
"Leave am. Make I see end SARS pictures on his phone first and he is gone with the gun."
I was still silent.
A few minutes later.
One said to the one with my phone.
"Oga, did you see any pictures of end SARS on his phone?"
"I never see one."
I said.
"Sir, can I go, please? There is nothing on my phone."
He looked at me.
"Are you teaching us our job?"
"Not at all, sir. But there is nothing on my phone. My doctor said I should not stand too long."
Two laughed.
"You dey tell us na. We wey no get doctor make we die. We wey dey use chamist cure our infection and malaria."
I didn't say a word.
One of them approached me and showed me some images on his phone.
Dead bodies.
Fresh corpses of youth, both male and female.
Lying by the bush.
Blood gushing from bullet wounds.
I looked at him, in fear.
He said.
"Shey dem dey shout end SARS we no dey catch anybody again o. But na make we see pictures of end SARS for person phone the person is gone. Dis ones wey you dey see so na some of the protesters o. Shey dey don die like dis? Dey will keep dying."
One shouted at him.
"Why you dey tell am this thing? Why you dey leak our secret? Do you know who he is?"
"Shey he talk say na filmmaker? He won't do anything."
Goosebumps rushed over me.
In actuality of how these guys are killing in reckless abandon.
The one with my phone said.
"I no see anything for him phone. He is free to go."
He handed my phone back to me.
Then said.
I took my phone and said.
"Thank you."
As I headed back to the Taxify, a Lexus Jeep was approaching behind us.
They rushed immediately and flew it to stop.
The Taxify driver got in and we started to drive off.
While I looked behind, watching as they dragged five guys out of the car.
About three wore t-shirts.
Boldly written 'EndSARS'.
The Taxify turned right at the intersection and I couldn't see anymore.
He shouted.
"Ah. These people are in trouble."
But I heard it barely ten seconds later.
It was loud from a distance. Three gunshots
Written by Kyrian Chiemelie Offor now am confused, is this real or just another script?  |
| Re: See The Woman That Refused To Run Away During Police Shooting In Abuja Yesterday by Drizzy5001(m): 2:15pm On Oct 11, 2020 |
TechyMm0:
Attention seeking woman you be mumu 1 Like |
| Re: See The Woman That Refused To Run Away During Police Shooting In Abuja Yesterday by Goalnaldo(m): 2:27pm On Oct 11, 2020 |
Slap44 you must be really good at what you do  1 Like |
| Re: See The Woman That Refused To Run Away During Police Shooting In Abuja Yesterday by WoeBetide666: 2:46pm On Oct 11, 2020 |
SLAP44:
Just as I left the hospital.
Before I got to the intersection.
They pulled before us in a black Toyota Sienna.
Blocking us from moving further.
These men.
In black and blue jeans.
And black tight t-shirts.
Heavily armed.
Sunglasses as usual.
Climbed out of the vehicle.
My driver exhaled heavily.
"These people again."
Eight men.
Two moved toward the Taxify.
Gun raised.
Cocking their rifles as though they had caught a criminal.
I sat calmly.
If you are a young man who frequents Taxify or Uber in Lagos, you'd probably get used to that embarrassment.
I had nothing with me just my phone.
And the medication I had gotten from the hospital.
I was so weak.
Massive headache.
While they approached I asked my driver.
"Who are those guys?"
"Haaa. Bros, na SARS o."
I said.
"I thought they have banned these guys?"
He looked at me.
"For wia. Na today?"
I sighed.
The two approached one on each side of the car. I kept my hands in plain sight and made no sudden moves.
One of the men shouted at my driver.
"You no go wind down? Abi you want us to beg you?"
The Taxify driver quickly hit the window button as he screamed forcing a smile.
"Aaah officer of the law no vex, sir! I throw way salute."
The one who had shouted approached my window.
I was looking away.
He shouted.
"Oga, you no dey greet person abi you no see us?"
I slowly turned my head and looked at him.
"Officer, good afternoon, sir."
"Afternoon. Who are you?"
I was about to answer.
He shouted.
"Oga, come down?!"
One of his folks standing a few steps away shouted.
"Who be dis person wey no dey hear us? Na one of those protesters? Devil go welcome am for hell now if he be one of those protesters."
He cocked his gun and approached my Taxify.
It was a lonely road.
No onlookers.
A few cars passed by the other side of the lane.
I gently got down from the car.
I greeted again.
Both of them.
"Officers, good afternoon, sir."
My driver came out and said.
"Na my passenger! I pick am from that hospital down the road."
The one who had asked me who I am shouted at him.
"Shut up! Did we ask you anything? You dey mad? Your moda!"
Then he turned to me.
"Oga, who are you?"
"My name is Kyrian Chiemelie, sir."
"What do you do? Wetin dey your pocket?"
"I am a writer, sir."
"Journalist?"
"No, sir. Author, scriptwriter, filmmaker, sir."
"Oga, wetin dey your pocket?"
"My phone, sir."
"Bring it out."
I dug out my phone.
"Unlock it."
"Why?"
The other one shouted attracting the rest, pointing his gun at him.
"You are asking us questions? Are you stupid?"
I said.
"No, sir. But none of you has the right to search my phone. I didn't do anything wrong."
One shouted, running toward us.
"Who dey yarn that rubbish? Na one of the protesters? Shoot the modafuvker!"
The other one said.
"We never know na when we search him phone we go know."
The Taxify driver said to me.
"Please, unlock your phone. You know what is going on already."
The one pointing rifle at me shouted.
Eyes widened.
Dark lips.
Unsmiling face.
"Oga, unlock your phone for the last time!"
As I used my fingerprint he snatched my phone from me immediately.
Handed it to the last folk who approached us.
He seemed to be the leader.
He started to go through my phone as he said.
"What did you say you do again?"
"I am a filmmaker, sir."
"Actor?"
I shook my head.
"Basically writing."
He looked at me.
"You look tired."
I said.
"I just dey come back from the hospital. The one down there."
"Wetin dey do you? COVID-19?"
"No, sir. Na stress and little sickness. My doctor has given me some tablets, I will be fine in a couple of days."
As he scrolled through my phone the others watched.
Gun pointed up, down. A few at me.
I remained chilled.
He asked.
"And you are not one of the end SARS protesters."
I remained silent.
One of them moved toward me as though he wanted to hit me his rifle.
I dodged.
"Oga, dey ask you, you dey ignore am."
The man said.
"Leave am. Make I see end SARS pictures on his phone first and he is gone with the gun."
I was still silent.
A few minutes later.
One said to the one with my phone.
"Oga, did you see any pictures of end SARS on his phone?"
"I never see one."
I said.
"Sir, can I go, please? There is nothing on my phone."
He looked at me.
"Are you teaching us our job?"
"Not at all, sir. But there is nothing on my phone. My doctor said I should not stand too long."
Two laughed.
"You dey tell us na. We wey no get doctor make we die. We wey dey use chamist cure our infection and malaria."
I didn't say a word.
One of them approached me and showed me some images on his phone.
Dead bodies.
Fresh corpses of youth, both male and female.
Lying by the bush.
Blood gushing from bullet wounds.
I looked at him, in fear.
He said.
"Shey dem dey shout end SARS we no dey catch anybody again o. But na make we see pictures of end SARS for person phone the person is gone. Dis ones wey you dey see so na some of the protesters o. Shey dey don die like dis? Dey will keep dying."
One shouted at him.
"Why you dey tell am this thing? Why you dey leak our secret? Do you know who he is?"
"Shey he talk say na filmmaker? He won't do anything."
Goosebumps rushed over me.
In actuality of how these guys are killing in reckless abandon.
The one with my phone said.
"I no see anything for him phone. He is free to go."
He handed my phone back to me.
Then said.
I took my phone and said.
"Thank you."
As I headed back to the Taxify, a Lexus Jeep was approaching behind us.
They rushed immediately and flew it to stop.
The Taxify driver got in and we started to drive off.
While I looked behind, watching as they dragged five guys out of the car.
About three wore t-shirts.
Boldly written 'EndSARS'.
The Taxify turned right at the intersection and I couldn't see anymore.
He shouted.
"Ah. These people are in trouble."
But I heard it barely ten seconds later.
It was loud from a distance. Three gunshots
Written by Kyrian Chiemelie Offor Don't spread rumors and hysteria. This is not the time or place to display your writing skills |
| Re: See The Woman That Refused To Run Away During Police Shooting In Abuja Yesterday by rummmy: 3:12pm On Oct 11, 2020 |
She is wearing a bullet proof vest inside the hijab and she is related to one big police officer from the north..... |
| Re: See The Woman That Refused To Run Away During Police Shooting In Abuja Yesterday by Kenmatt(m): 3:39pm On Oct 11, 2020 |
SLAP44:
Just as I left the hospital.
Before I got to the intersection.
They pulled before us in a black Toyota Sienna.
Blocking us from moving further.
These men.
In black and blue jeans.
And black tight t-shirts.
Heavily armed.
Sunglasses as usual.
Climbed out of the vehicle.
My driver exhaled heavily.
"These people again."
Eight men.
Two moved toward the Taxify.
Gun raised.
Cocking their rifles as though they had caught a criminal.
I sat calmly.
If you are a young man who frequents Taxify or Uber in Lagos, you'd probably get used to that embarrassment.
I had nothing with me just my phone.
And the medication I had gotten from the hospital.
I was so weak.
Massive headache.
While they approached I asked my driver.
"Who are those guys?"
"Haaa. Bros, na SARS o."
I said.
"I thought they have banned these guys?"
He looked at me.
"For wia. Na today?"
I sighed.
The two approached one on each side of the car. I kept my hands in plain sight and made no sudden moves.
One of the men shouted at my driver.
"You no go wind down? Abi you want us to beg you?"
The Taxify driver quickly hit the window button as he screamed forcing a smile.
"Aaah officer of the law no vex, sir! I throw way salute."
The one who had shouted approached my window.
I was looking away.
He shouted.
"Oga, you no dey greet person abi you no see us?"
I slowly turned my head and looked at him.
"Officer, good afternoon, sir."
"Afternoon. Who are you?"
I was about to answer.
He shouted.
"Oga, come down?!"
One of his folks standing a few steps away shouted.
"Who be dis person wey no dey hear us? Na one of those protesters? Devil go welcome am for hell now if he be one of those protesters."
He cocked his gun and approached my Taxify.
It was a lonely road.
No onlookers.
A few cars passed by the other side of the lane.
I gently got down from the car.
I greeted again.
Both of them.
"Officers, good afternoon, sir."
My driver came out and said.
"Na my passenger! I pick am from that hospital down the road."
The one who had asked me who I am shouted at him.
"Shut up! Did we ask you anything? You dey mad? Your moda!"
Then he turned to me.
"Oga, who are you?"
"My name is Kyrian Chiemelie, sir."
"What do you do? Wetin dey your pocket?"
"I am a writer, sir."
"Journalist?"
"No, sir. Author, scriptwriter, filmmaker, sir."
"Oga, wetin dey your pocket?"
"My phone, sir."
"Bring it out."
I dug out my phone.
"Unlock it."
"Why?"
The other one shouted attracting the rest, pointing his gun at him.
"You are asking us questions? Are you stupid?"
I said.
"No, sir. But none of you has the right to search my phone. I didn't do anything wrong."
One shouted, running toward us.
"Who dey yarn that rubbish? Na one of the protesters? Shoot the modafuvker!"
The other one said.
"We never know na when we search him phone we go know."
The Taxify driver said to me.
"Please, unlock your phone. You know what is going on already."
The one pointing rifle at me shouted.
Eyes widened.
Dark lips.
Unsmiling face.
"Oga, unlock your phone for the last time!"
As I used my fingerprint he snatched my phone from me immediately.
Handed it to the last folk who approached us.
He seemed to be the leader.
He started to go through my phone as he said.
"What did you say you do again?"
"I am a filmmaker, sir."
"Actor?"
I shook my head.
"Basically writing."
He looked at me.
"You look tired."
I said.
"I just dey come back from the hospital. The one down there."
"Wetin dey do you? COVID-19?"
"No, sir. Na stress and little sickness. My doctor has given me some tablets, I will be fine in a couple of days."
As he scrolled through my phone the others watched.
Gun pointed up, down. A few at me.
I remained chilled.
He asked.
"And you are not one of the end SARS protesters."
I remained silent.
One of them moved toward me as though he wanted to hit me his rifle.
I dodged.
"Oga, dey ask you, you dey ignore am."
The man said.
"Leave am. Make I see end SARS pictures on his phone first and he is gone with the gun."
I was still silent.
A few minutes later.
One said to the one with my phone.
"Oga, did you see any pictures of end SARS on his phone?"
"I never see one."
I said.
"Sir, can I go, please? There is nothing on my phone."
He looked at me.
"Are you teaching us our job?"
"Not at all, sir. But there is nothing on my phone. My doctor said I should not stand too long."
Two laughed.
"You dey tell us na. We wey no get doctor make we die. We wey dey use chamist cure our infection and malaria."
I didn't say a word.
One of them approached me and showed me some images on his phone.
Dead bodies.
Fresh corpses of youth, both male and female.
Lying by the bush.
Blood gushing from bullet wounds.
I looked at him, in fear.
He said.
"Shey dem dey shout end SARS we no dey catch anybody again o. But na make we see pictures of end SARS for person phone the person is gone. Dis ones wey you dey see so na some of the protesters o. Shey dey don die like dis? Dey will keep dying."
One shouted at him.
"Why you dey tell am this thing? Why you dey leak our secret? Do you know who he is?"
"Shey he talk say na filmmaker? He won't do anything."
Goosebumps rushed over me.
In actuality of how these guys are killing in reckless abandon.
The one with my phone said.
"I no see anything for him phone. He is free to go."
He handed my phone back to me.
Then said.
I took my phone and said.
"Thank you."
As I headed back to the Taxify, a Lexus Jeep was approaching behind us.
They rushed immediately and flew it to stop.
The Taxify driver got in and we started to drive off.
While I looked behind, watching as they dragged five guys out of the car.
About three wore t-shirts.
Boldly written 'EndSARS'.
The Taxify turned right at the intersection and I couldn't see anymore.
He shouted.
"Ah. These people are in trouble."
But I heard it barely ten seconds later.
It was loud from a distance. Three gunshots
Written by Kyrian Chiemelie Offor I carefully read what you wrote here. It's only a fool that would be arguing with someone that is with a gun. You were thinking because that are law enforcement agents, if it were armed robbers, would you have been exchanging much conversations like that? Just be truthful. |
| Re: See The Woman That Refused To Run Away During Police Shooting In Abuja Yesterday by gentleman82: 3:55pm On Oct 11, 2020 |
SLAP44:
Just as I left the hospital.
Before I got to the intersection.
They pulled before us in a black Toyota Sienna.
Blocking us from moving further.
These men.
In black and blue jeans.
And black tight t-shirts.
Heavily armed.
Sunglasses as usual.
Climbed out of the vehicle.
My driver exhaled heavily.
"These people again."
Eight men.
Two moved toward the Taxify.
Gun raised.
Cocking their rifles as though they had caught a criminal.
I sat calmly.
If you are a young man who frequents Taxify or Uber in Lagos, you'd probably get used to that embarrassment.
I had nothing with me just my phone.
And the medication I had gotten from the hospital.
I was so weak.
Massive headache.
While they approached I asked my driver.
"Who are those guys?"
"Haaa. Bros, na SARS o."
I said.
"I thought they have banned these guys?"
He looked at me.
"For wia. Na today?"
I sighed.
The two approached one on each side of the car. I kept my hands in plain sight and made no sudden moves.
One of the men shouted at my driver.
"You no go wind down? Abi you want us to beg you?"
The Taxify driver quickly hit the window button as he screamed forcing a smile.
"Aaah officer of the law no vex, sir! I throw way salute."
The one who had shouted approached my window.
I was looking away.
He shouted.
"Oga, you no dey greet person abi you no see us?"
I slowly turned my head and looked at him.
"Officer, good afternoon, sir."
"Afternoon. Who are you?"
I was about to answer.
He shouted.
"Oga, come down?!"
One of his folks standing a few steps away shouted.
"Who be dis person wey no dey hear us? Na one of those protesters? Devil go welcome am for hell now if he be one of those protesters."
He cocked his gun and approached my Taxify.
It was a lonely road.
No onlookers.
A few cars passed by the other side of the lane.
I gently got down from the car.
I greeted again.
Both of them.
"Officers, good afternoon, sir."
My driver came out and said.
"Na my passenger! I pick am from that hospital down the road."
The one who had asked me who I am shouted at him.
"Shut up! Did we ask you anything? You dey mad? Your moda!"
Then he turned to me.
"Oga, who are you?"
"My name is Kyrian Chiemelie, sir."
"What do you do? Wetin dey your pocket?"
"I am a writer, sir."
"Journalist?"
"No, sir. Author, scriptwriter, filmmaker, sir."
"Oga, wetin dey your pocket?"
"My phone, sir."
"Bring it out."
I dug out my phone.
"Unlock it."
"Why?"
The other one shouted attracting the rest, pointing his gun at him.
"You are asking us questions? Are you stupid?"
I said.
"No, sir. But none of you has the right to search my phone. I didn't do anything wrong."
One shouted, running toward us.
"Who dey yarn that rubbish? Na one of the protesters? Shoot the modafuvker!"
The other one said.
"We never know na when we search him phone we go know."
The Taxify driver said to me.
"Please, unlock your phone. You know what is going on already."
The one pointing rifle at me shouted.
Eyes widened.
Dark lips.
Unsmiling face.
"Oga, unlock your phone for the last time!"
As I used my fingerprint he snatched my phone from me immediately.
Handed it to the last folk who approached us.
He seemed to be the leader.
He started to go through my phone as he said.
"What did you say you do again?"
"I am a filmmaker, sir."
"Actor?"
I shook my head.
"Basically writing."
He looked at me.
"You look tired."
I said.
"I just dey come back from the hospital. The one down there."
"Wetin dey do you? COVID-19?"
"No, sir. Na stress and little sickness. My doctor has given me some tablets, I will be fine in a couple of days."
As he scrolled through my phone the others watched.
Gun pointed up, down. A few at me.
I remained chilled.
He asked.
"And you are not one of the end SARS protesters."
I remained silent.
One of them moved toward me as though he wanted to hit me his rifle.
I dodged.
"Oga, dey ask you, you dey ignore am."
The man said.
"Leave am. Make I see end SARS pictures on his phone first and he is gone with the gun."
I was still silent.
A few minutes later.
One said to the one with my phone.
"Oga, did you see any pictures of end SARS on his phone?"
"I never see one."
I said.
"Sir, can I go, please? There is nothing on my phone."
He looked at me.
"Are you teaching us our job?"
"Not at all, sir. But there is nothing on my phone. My doctor said I should not stand too long."
Two laughed.
"You dey tell us na. We wey no get doctor make we die. We wey dey use chamist cure our infection and malaria."
I didn't say a word.
One of them approached me and showed me some images on his phone.
Dead bodies.
Fresh corpses of youth, both male and female.
Lying by the bush.
Blood gushing from bullet wounds.
I looked at him, in fear.
He said.
"Shey dem dey shout end SARS we no dey catch anybody again o. But na make we see pictures of end SARS for person phone the person is gone. Dis ones wey you dey see so na some of the protesters o. Shey dey don die like dis? Dey will keep dying."
One shouted at him.
"Why you dey tell am this thing? Why you dey leak our secret? Do you know who he is?"
"Shey he talk say na filmmaker? He won't do anything."
Goosebumps rushed over me.
In actuality of how these guys are killing in reckless abandon.
The one with my phone said.
"I no see anything for him phone. He is free to go."
He handed my phone back to me.
Then said.
I took my phone and said.
"Thank you."
As I headed back to the Taxify, a Lexus Jeep was approaching behind us.
They rushed immediately and flew it to stop.
The Taxify driver got in and we started to drive off.
While I looked behind, watching as they dragged five guys out of the car.
About three wore t-shirts.
Boldly written 'EndSARS'.
The Taxify turned right at the intersection and I couldn't see anymore.
He shouted.
"Ah. These people are in trouble."
But I heard it barely ten seconds later.
It was loud from a distance. Three gunshots
Written by Kyrian Chiemelie Offor Guy this your scary write up is it for real or fiction. ? |
| Re: See The Woman That Refused To Run Away During Police Shooting In Abuja Yesterday by Babinski: 3:59pm On Oct 11, 2020 |
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| Re: See The Woman That Refused To Run Away During Police Shooting In Abuja Yesterday by ArticleBeast: 4:29pm On Oct 11, 2020 |
TechyMm0:
Attention seeking woman I wish your mother could seek half the attention she is seeking. Maybe your father would have stopped beating her. Unfortunately a useless father beget a useless son. You my friend is useless 1 Like |
| Re: See The Woman That Refused To Run Away During Police Shooting In Abuja Yesterday by ArticleBeast: 4:31pm On Oct 11, 2020 |
Kenmatt:
I carefully read what you wrote here. It's only a fool that would be arguing with someone that is with a gun.
You were thinking because that are law enforcement agents, if it were armed robbers, would you have been exchanging much conversations like that? Just be truthful. What is the purpose of police? To protect lives and property. It is a shame we are now comparing police and armed robbers |
| Re: See The Woman That Refused To Run Away During Police Shooting In Abuja Yesterday by elisho: 4:39pm On Oct 11, 2020 |
BOOZELEE:
Na she dey give yahoo boys and criminals charm.
Na assorted juju full under that her hijab.
Police and army brutality have bin in the east since,dem take am like men.
SARS show west small brutality dem dey cry like small pikin. 
you are an idiot and useless pig for saying this |
| Re: See The Woman That Refused To Run Away During Police Shooting In Abuja Yesterday by seanwilliam(m): 4:39pm On Oct 11, 2020 |
Michelle55:
This is a nice write up! Thanks for sharing. bro next time no dey quote all the post |
| Re: See The Woman That Refused To Run Away During Police Shooting In Abuja Yesterday by Nobody: 4:46pm On Oct 11, 2020 |
rummmy:
She is wearing a bullet proof vest inside the hijab and she is related to one big police officer from the north..... So the bulletproof can protect her head and the lower half of her body, make una dey think na. |
| Re: See The Woman That Refused To Run Away During Police Shooting In Abuja Yesterday by Nobody: 4:49pm On Oct 11, 2020 |
Ma favorite woman after Okonjo.
By the way, any update on Okonjo's WTO Director General election? |
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| Re: See The Woman That Refused To Run Away During Police Shooting In Abuja Yesterday by Nemesis0147(m): 6:25pm On Oct 11, 2020 |
Strong woman!!!!! 2 Likes 
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| Re: See The Woman That Refused To Run Away During Police Shooting In Abuja Yesterday by MrColdsweat: 6:30pm On Oct 11, 2020 |
Nigerian women should be ambitious for once in their lives. Rally round this woman and make her the first female president.
Apart from showing naked pictures on Instagram, what else can they actually do? 1 Like |
| Re: See The Woman That Refused To Run Away During Police Shooting In Abuja Yesterday by tomioro(m): 6:36pm On Oct 11, 2020 |
SLAP44:
Just as I left the hospital.
Before I got to the intersection.
They pulled before us in a black Toyota Sienna.
Blocking us from moving further.
These men.
In black and blue jeans.
And black tight t-shirts.
Heavily armed.
Sunglasses as usual.
Climbed out of the vehicle.
My driver exhaled heavily.
"These people again."
Eight men.
Two moved toward the Taxify.
Gun raised.
Cocking their rifles as though they had caught a criminal.
I sat calmly.
If you are a young man who frequents Taxify or Uber in Lagos, you'd probably get used to that embarrassment.
I had nothing with me just my phone.
And the medication I had gotten from the hospital.
I was so weak.
Massive headache.
While they approached I asked my driver.
"Who are those guys?"
"Haaa. Bros, na SARS o."
I said.
"I thought they have banned these guys?"
He looked at me.
"For wia. Na today?"
I sighed.
The two approached one on each side of the car. I kept my hands in plain sight and made no sudden moves.
One of the men shouted at my driver.
"You no go wind down? Abi you want us to beg you?"
The Taxify driver quickly hit the window button as he screamed forcing a smile.
"Aaah officer of the law no vex, sir! I throw way salute."
The one who had shouted approached my window.
I was looking away.
He shouted.
"Oga, you no dey greet person abi you no see us?"
I slowly turned my head and looked at him.
"Officer, good afternoon, sir."
"Afternoon. Who are you?"
I was about to answer.
He shouted.
"Oga, come down?!"
One of his folks standing a few steps away shouted.
"Who be dis person wey no dey hear us? Na one of those protesters? Devil go welcome am for hell now if he be one of those protesters."
He cocked his gun and approached my Taxify.
It was a lonely road.
No onlookers.
A few cars passed by the other side of the lane.
I gently got down from the car.
I greeted again.
Both of them.
"Officers, good afternoon, sir."
My driver came out and said.
"Na my passenger! I pick am from that hospital down the road."
The one who had asked me who I am shouted at him.
"Shut up! Did we ask you anything? You dey mad? Your moda!"
Then he turned to me.
"Oga, who are you?"
"My name is Kyrian Chiemelie, sir."
"What do you do? Wetin dey your pocket?"
"I am a writer, sir."
"Journalist?"
"No, sir. Author, scriptwriter, filmmaker, sir."
"Oga, wetin dey your pocket?"
"My phone, sir."
"Bring it out."
I dug out my phone.
"Unlock it."
"Why?"
The other one shouted attracting the rest, pointing his gun at him.
"You are asking us questions? Are you stupid?"
I said.
"No, sir. But none of you has the right to search my phone. I didn't do anything wrong."
One shouted, running toward us.
"Who dey yarn that rubbish? Na one of the protesters? Shoot the modafuvker!"
The other one said.
"We never know na when we search him phone we go know."
The Taxify driver said to me.
"Please, unlock your phone. You know what is going on already."
The one pointing rifle at me shouted.
Eyes widened.
Dark lips.
Unsmiling face.
"Oga, unlock your phone for the last time!"
As I used my fingerprint he snatched my phone from me immediately.
Handed it to the last folk who approached us.
He seemed to be the leader.
He started to go through my phone as he said.
"What did you say you do again?"
"I am a filmmaker, sir."
"Actor?"
I shook my head.
"Basically writing."
He looked at me.
"You look tired."
I said.
"I just dey come back from the hospital. The one down there."
"Wetin dey do you? COVID-19?"
"No, sir. Na stress and little sickness. My doctor has given me some tablets, I will be fine in a couple of days."
As he scrolled through my phone the others watched.
Gun pointed up, down. A few at me.
I remained chilled.
He asked.
"And you are not one of the end SARS protesters."
I remained silent.
One of them moved toward me as though he wanted to hit me his rifle.
I dodged.
"Oga, dey ask you, you dey ignore am."
The man said.
"Leave am. Make I see end SARS pictures on his phone first and he is gone with the gun."
I was still silent.
A few minutes later.
One said to the one with my phone.
"Oga, did you see any pictures of end SARS on his phone?"
"I never see one."
I said.
"Sir, can I go, please? There is nothing on my phone."
He looked at me.
"Are you teaching us our job?"
"Not at all, sir. But there is nothing on my phone. My doctor said I should not stand too long."
Two laughed.
"You dey tell us na. We wey no get doctor make we die. We wey dey use chamist cure our infection and malaria."
I didn't say a word.
One of them approached me and showed me some images on his phone.
Dead bodies.
Fresh corpses of youth, both male and female.
Lying by the bush.
Blood gushing from bullet wounds.
I looked at him, in fear.
He said.
"Shey dem dey shout end SARS we no dey catch anybody again o. But na make we see pictures of end SARS for person phone the person is gone. Dis ones wey you dey see so na some of the protesters o. Shey dey don die like dis? Dey will keep dying."
One shouted at him.
"Why you dey tell am this thing? Why you dey leak our secret? Do you know who he is?"
"Shey he talk say na filmmaker? He won't do anything."
Goosebumps rushed over me.
In actuality of how these guys are killing in reckless abandon.
The one with my phone said.
"I no see anything for him phone. He is free to go."
He handed my phone back to me.
Then said.
I took my phone and said.
"Thank you."
As I headed back to the Taxify, a Lexus Jeep was approaching behind us.
They rushed immediately and flew it to stop.
The Taxify driver got in and we started to drive off.
While I looked behind, watching as they dragged five guys out of the car.
About three wore t-shirts.
Boldly written 'EndSARS'.
The Taxify turned right at the intersection and I couldn't see anymore.
He shouted.
"Ah. These people are in trouble."
But I heard it barely ten seconds later.
It was loud from a distance. Three gunshots
Written by Kyrian Chiemelie Offor Nice write up! Permit me to share it 1 Like |
| Re: See The Woman That Refused To Run Away During Police Shooting In Abuja Yesterday by SLAP44: 6:39pm On Oct 11, 2020 |
tomioro:
Nice write up! Permit me to share it Go ahead. 1 Like |
| Re: See The Woman That Refused To Run Away During Police Shooting In Abuja Yesterday by Dayoebe(m): 7:49pm On Oct 11, 2020 |
Wonder woman |
| Re: See The Woman That Refused To Run Away During Police Shooting In Abuja Yesterday by Ezmans: 8:08pm On Oct 11, 2020 |
SLAP44:
Just as I left the hospital.
Before I got to the intersection.
They pulled before us in a black Toyota Sienna.
Blocking us from moving further.
These men.
In black and blue jeans.
And black tight t-shirts.
Heavily armed.
Sunglasses as usual.
Climbed out of the vehicle.
My driver exhaled heavily.
"These people again."
Eight men.
Two moved toward the Taxify.
Gun raised.
Cocking their rifles as though they had caught a criminal.
I sat calmly.
If you are a young man who frequents Taxify or Uber in Lagos, you'd probably get used to that embarrassment.
I had nothing with me just my phone.
And the medication I had gotten from the hospital.
I was so weak.
Massive headache.
While they approached I asked my driver.
"Who are those guys?"
"Haaa. Bros, na SARS o."
I said.
"I thought they have banned these guys?"
He looked at me.
"For wia. Na today?"
I sighed.
The two approached one on each side of the car. I kept my hands in plain sight and made no sudden moves.
One of the men shouted at my driver.
"You no go wind down? Abi you want us to beg you?"
The Taxify driver quickly hit the window button as he screamed forcing a smile.
"Aaah officer of the law no vex, sir! I throw way salute."
The one who had shouted approached my window.
I was looking away.
He shouted.
"Oga, you no dey greet person abi you no see us?"
I slowly turned my head and looked at him.
"Officer, good afternoon, sir."
"Afternoon. Who are you?"
I was about to answer.
He shouted.
"Oga, come down?!"
One of his folks standing a few steps away shouted.
"Who be dis person wey no dey hear us? Na one of those protesters? Devil go welcome am for hell now if he be one of those protesters."
He cocked his gun and approached my Taxify.
It was a lonely road.
No onlookers.
A few cars passed by the other side of the lane.
I gently got down from the car.
I greeted again.
Both of them.
"Officers, good afternoon, sir."
My driver came out and said.
"Na my passenger! I pick am from that hospital down the road."
The one who had asked me who I am shouted at him.
"Shut up! Did we ask you anything? You dey mad? Your moda!"
Then he turned to me.
"Oga, who are you?"
"My name is Kyrian Chiemelie, sir."
"What do you do? Wetin dey your pocket?"
"I am a writer, sir."
"Journalist?"
"No, sir. Author, scriptwriter, filmmaker, sir."
"Oga, wetin dey your pocket?"
"My phone, sir."
"Bring it out."
I dug out my phone.
"Unlock it."
"Why?"
The other one shouted attracting the rest, pointing his gun at him.
"You are asking us questions? Are you stupid?"
I said.
"No, sir. But none of you has the right to search my phone. I didn't do anything wrong."
One shouted, running toward us.
"Who dey yarn that rubbish? Na one of the protesters? Shoot the modafuvker!"
The other one said.
"We never know na when we search him phone we go know."
The Taxify driver said to me.
"Please, unlock your phone. You know what is going on already."
The one pointing rifle at me shouted.
Eyes widened.
Dark lips.
Unsmiling face.
"Oga, unlock your phone for the last time!"
As I used my fingerprint he snatched my phone from me immediately.
Handed it to the last folk who approached us.
He seemed to be the leader.
He started to go through my phone as he said.
"What did you say you do again?"
"I am a filmmaker, sir."
"Actor?"
I shook my head.
"Basically writing."
He looked at me.
"You look tired."
I said.
"I just dey come back from the hospital. The one down there."
"Wetin dey do you? COVID-19?"
"No, sir. Na stress and little sickness. My doctor has given me some tablets, I will be fine in a couple of days."
As he scrolled through my phone the others watched.
Gun pointed up, down. A few at me.
I remained chilled.
He asked.
"And you are not one of the end SARS protesters."
I remained silent.
One of them moved toward me as though he wanted to hit me his rifle.
I dodged.
"Oga, dey ask you, you dey ignore am."
The man said.
"Leave am. Make I see end SARS pictures on his phone first and he is gone with the gun."
I was still silent.
A few minutes later.
One said to the one with my phone.
"Oga, did you see any pictures of end SARS on his phone?"
"I never see one."
I said.
"Sir, can I go, please? There is nothing on my phone."
He looked at me.
"Are you teaching us our job?"
"Not at all, sir. But there is nothing on my phone. My doctor said I should not stand too long."
Two laughed.
"You dey tell us na. We wey no get doctor make we die. We wey dey use chamist cure our infection and malaria."
I didn't say a word.
One of them approached me and showed me some images on his phone.
Dead bodies.
Fresh corpses of youth, both male and female.
Lying by the bush.
Blood gushing from bullet wounds.
I looked at him, in fear.
He said.
"Shey dem dey shout end SARS we no dey catch anybody again o. But na make we see pictures of end SARS for person phone the person is gone. Dis ones wey you dey see so na some of the protesters o. Shey dey don die like dis? Dey will keep dying."
One shouted at him.
"Why you dey tell am this thing? Why you dey leak our secret? Do you know who he is?"
"Shey he talk say na filmmaker? He won't do anything."
Goosebumps rushed over me.
In actuality of how these guys are killing in reckless abandon.
The one with my phone said.
"I no see anything for him phone. He is free to go."
He handed my phone back to me.
Then said.
I took my phone and said.
"Thank you."
As I headed back to the Taxify, a Lexus Jeep was approaching behind us.
They rushed immediately and flew it to stop.
The Taxify driver got in and we started to drive off.
While I looked behind, watching as they dragged five guys out of the car.
About three wore t-shirts.
Boldly written 'EndSARS'.
The Taxify turned right at the intersection and I couldn't see anymore.
He shouted.
"Ah. These people are in trouble."
But I heard it barely ten seconds later.
It was loud from a distance. Three gunshots
Written by Kyrian Chiemelie Offor where did this happened |
| Re: See The Woman That Refused To Run Away During Police Shooting In Abuja Yesterday by Ahumanbeing: 8:49pm On Oct 11, 2020 |
Righteousness89:
Die Na Die - YES
Na only one Die we go Die- YES
No big Deal for Die - YES
But Die without J Na Serious Deal!
Make we make Sure say we No Die without J !
Person wey Die anyhow without j Na Wasted Life! Na Serious Gobe and Gbege!!
Why are you always filled with ignorance and hypocrisy?
I see through your fake shows and I must say, you disgust me. The Jesus you speak of was just a messenger from God, but you Nigerian "Christians" ignore the message and God but worship the messenger. |
| Re: See The Woman That Refused To Run Away During Police Shooting In Abuja Yesterday by lanrefront1(m): 9:24pm On Oct 11, 2020 |
I've checked the twitter handle. The guy's story is fake joor.
Dem ask which hospital did he visit in Ikeja, and some other questions, no convincing answer |
| Re: See The Woman That Refused To Run Away During Police Shooting In Abuja Yesterday by Yujiz(m): 9:53pm On Oct 11, 2020 |
@OP if dt story is true then d youths of ds countryare in serious trouble o.....GOD HELP US ALL! |
| Re: See The Woman That Refused To Run Away During Police Shooting In Abuja Yesterday by rummmy: 10:47pm On Oct 11, 2020 |
SegFault:
So the bulletproof can protect her head and the lower half of her body, make una dey think na. accidental discharge are not usually on the head, more over the exposed head is just a few % of been short....... Mr thinking. |
| Re: See The Woman That Refused To Run Away During Police Shooting In Abuja Yesterday by Nobody: 8:07am On Oct 12, 2020 |
rummmy:
accidental discharge are not usually on the head, more over the exposed head is just a few % of been short....... Mr thinking. And does that still guarantee her full protection. What about below the belt? You just want to talk oga. |
| Re: See The Woman That Refused To Run Away During Police Shooting In Abuja Yesterday by rummmy: 3:50pm On Oct 12, 2020 |
SegFault:
And does that still guarantee her full protection. What about below the belt? You just want to talk oga. exposing few parts and exposing all parts are not the same..... You don't have a point. |
