My ex texted me at 2:14 AM.
Just one message:
"We need to talk."
My hands started shaking.
I couldn't sleep.
By 6 AM, I had replayed every mistake I made in that relationship. I was already preparing apology speeches in my head.
Finally, she replied at 8:03 AM.
Last night, I boarded a night bus from Abuja to Jos.
At exactly 1:37 AM, the driver suddenly switched off the headlights and slowed down. Nobody spoke. Even the baby that had been crying all night became silent.
A woman beside me whispered, "God abeg..."
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Then the driver finally spoke:
"Everyone relax. Cows crossed the road."
The entire bus burst into laughter.
Travelling by road in Nigeria has turned ordinary situations into horror movies. You're not scared because something happened..
You're scared because it could happen.
Last night, I boarded a night bus from Abuja to Jos.
At exactly 1:37 AM, the driver suddenly switched off the headlights and slowed down. Nobody spoke. Even the baby that had been crying all night became silent.
A woman beside me whispered, "God abeg..."
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My heart was pounding so hard I could hear it.
For about 10 minutes, the bus crawled through complete darkness. No network. No streetlights. Just endless bushes on both sides of the road.