7 years.
That's how long it took to get here. 🥺
In 2019, I started with just a few birds, a lot of faith, and big dreams.
No experience. No big money. Just God and passion.
I failed. I learned. I grew (and I'm still growing) 😭
From 25 birds to 300birds. Only God!💯
What do I stand for?
At Shuna'z Farmz, our birds are raised organically, with proper feeds, vaccines, and so much care. God has kept us and we are committed to giving you the BEST, straight from our farm to your table.🤭
This business is for my community. To create jobs, to provide affordable protein, and to support local, all to the glory of God.
And today in September 2026, I'm proud to finally open this to the public.
This is not just a launch. It's a testimony. It's grace.
An invitation to buy fresh.
An invitation to support local.
An invitation to grow with me. 😊
First, thank you to God Almighty who started this with me and sustained me when it was just an idea. 🙇🏾♀️
Thank you for believing in me and for supporting small businesses. 🥹🖤
PS:I don't only sell chickens, I wear them😉🤭
I made my Dress...!!!🤭
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EPISODE 9. 🧵
There is still one person I owe 2M. If he comes, this payback plan will scatter.
That was what Aunty Mary whispered to me inside our Nissi house, after we ate that rice on the floor.
I did not sleep.
Tuesday 5:30am, I called her. Her number is Lugbe number, but she picked from Mararaba side. She said she slept at her husband family house in Mararaba after leaving Nissi.
I asked, Who is the 2M person?
She cried, He is from our church in Lugbe. He gave me 2M in March. He said if I don't pay before Friday, he will come to that my empty shop in Lugbe and pack my remaining hair cream.
I said, So total is not 7.9M? It's 9.9M? You lied to us inside that meeting?
She said, Yes. 9.9M. I was scared to tell you inside Nissi.
I immediately called the group "FAMILY PAYBACK PLAN 7.9M". I said, Emergency meeting today. Same Nissi house. Same floor. 6pm. Total is now 9.9M.
Aunty Mary came from Lugbe with keke, not Corolla. Her children remained in Lugbe shop, she said no transport to bring them to Nissi today.
And she came with the man, Brother Daniel from Lugbe church.
Brother Daniel said, I know this Nissi house. I have been looking for Mary here since August. She collected 2M from me in that her Lugbe shop. She said my wife and 2 kids will enter Canada. No Canada. My wife has left Lugbe shop and gone to her parents. My land money is gone.
My father inside his own Nissi house stood up. He said, Mary, inside this same Nissi where you knelt yesterday, you are lying again? You signed undertaking for 7.9M yesterday inside Nissi. Now you are saying 9.9M?
She knelt again inside
Brother Daniel said, I have written EFCC petition. It is inside my bag. I have not submitted because I heard you people did payback plan inside Nissi yesterday. I want to join that plan.
Joy inside that same Nissi sitting room shouted, You cannot join! We are 6 from Nissi side! This plan was made in Nissi!
Brother Daniel said, If I don't join, I will go and submit petition tomorrow in Lugbe EFCC office. Then police will carry Mary from her Lugbe shop. Then none of us in this Nissi house will see money.
My mother counted on the floor same floor we shared 465k on Monday. She said, If 1M per month among 6, na 166k each. Among 7, na 142k. It's smaller but better than EFCC locking her.
So my father tore the undertaking we signed on Monday inside Nissi. He wrote new one inside same Nissi.
NEW FAMILY UNDERTAKING - TUESDAY
I, Mary of Lugbe, confess I collected 9.9M total - 7.9M from 6 victims + 2M from Brother Daniel of Lugbe church - for Canada travel that does not exist. I used money. I agree to pay 1.2M every month inside Nissi house until 9.9M finishes. Balance after Monday 465k payment = 9,435,000. If I fail 2 months, family in Nissi can take me back to EFCC. Signed.
She signed inside Nissi. We 7 signed inside Nissi. No food that night inside Nissi, unlike Monday rice.
As she was entering keke back to Lugbe that night, she pulled me outside Nissi gate and whispered, Shuna, that Corolla I told you about... it is parked in that Lugbe empty shop. But it is not in my name. It is in my husband's name. And my husband in Mararaba said he will never allow me to sell it to pay you people in Nissi.
END OF EPISODE 9. 🖤
TO BE CONTINUED...
@DONJAZZY Goddddd😭 I'm just seeing this o🙆🏾♀️ make this Blessing no pass me today...🙏🏾
I rare and sell chickens (broilers) using rooms in my father's compound
I need 896k to build/add another room to be able to start layers too...God Bless You 🙌🏾
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@DONJAZZY God ooooo I'm always late for this kind blessing 🥹
Sir I rare and sell chickens (broilers) right here in a room in my father's compound
I need like 896k to build/add another room to be able to rare broilers for eggs
God Bless You Sir...!!!
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GIFT SILAS BIN
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@kingtundeedunt Boss abegggg post me 🥹🙏🏾
Make helper see me, help this life and this small business I dey manage so🥹
After school life hard well well😩🤧
I Legit, My business Legit too...💯
Na chicken I dey sell.
EPISODE 8 - A fiction story 🧵
After we told my aunt the plan on video call 1m per month sharing among 6 victims, for about 8 months to finish 7.9M...
She knelt down. Inside that empty shop. Children still sleeping on mat behind her.
She said, Thank you. Thank you my sisters. I swear with my children, I will pay.
We ended the call. That night I renamed the group again.
Not "AUNTY CANADA 7.9M"
I renamed it to "FAMILY PAYBACK PLAN 7.9M"
Because for the first time since Episode 1, we were not fighting family. We were trying to save family, while still collecting our money.
But will she pay on Monday? That was the question.
Sunday night, nobody slept. My mother kept checking her phone. My father kept saying, Mary is my in-law, but she has lied before.
Monday morning 6am, my mother called her. Switched off.
7am, switched off.
8am, switched off.
My chest started beating. I told the group, "Aunty Canada phone is off."
Laraba replied, I knew it. She has run with Corolla to village.
Joy said, My sister will kill me. Cooperative people are coming today.
Aisha said, Shuna, call EFCC now.
I was about to call the EFCC officer, when my mother shouted from kitchen, Shuna! Come! Come!
A bike man was outside our house in Nissi. Carrying a small Ghana-must-go bag.
He said, Madam Mary from Lugbe say make I give una this.
We opened it. Inside was cash. Bundles of small small money. 10k, 20k, 5k.
And a handwritten letter.
Letter said:
My senior sister, thank you for not killing me. I did not sleep. I went to my husband's family in Mararaba. I knelt and begged them. I told them if they don't help me, police will carry me. They contributed 400k. I added my 47k and sold my small hair cream carton for 18k. Total 465k. This is not 1m. But it is what I have today. Please manage it. I will pay 1m every month from next month as we agreed. I have signed family undertaking. I am coming to Nissi tonight to sign. Please don't take me to EFCC. My children.
We counted the money. 465k. Not 1m. But it was something.
My mother cried. She said, She tried."
I shared 465k among us 6 that same Monday. It was small. 77k each. But everyone collected it with tears.
That evening, my aunt came to Nissi. No lace. No gold. She wore slippers. She came with her two children because she had no one to leave them with.
My father brought out the paper he wrote. FAMILY UNDERTAKING.
It said
I, Mary, confess I collected 7.9M from 6 people for Canada travel that does not exist. I used the money. I agree to pay 1M every month until 7.9M finishes. If I fail for 2 months, family can take me back to EFCC.
Signed.
James
She signed. We all signed. Even the children thumb-printed.
After signing, my mother cooked rice. We ate together on the floor. Same floor we used for meeting.
For the first time in 3 months, we ate as family.
But as she was leaving, she whispered to me, Shuna, I have not told you everything. There is still one person I owe 2M. If he comes, this payback plan will scatter."
I said, Who?
She said, I will tell you tomorrow.
END OF EPISODE 8.🖤
TO BE CONTINUED...
EPISODE 7 - A fiction story 🧵
After I renamed the group to "AUNTY CANADA 7.9M" I did not sleep. Not because of the 7.9M. Because of the last line I wrote: "How do you fight a scammer when the scammer is the woman who braided your hair for school?"
My mother saw me crying. She said, Shuna, enough. She is my sister. If we continue like this, she will die and people will say we killed her. Let me go and see her alone. No EFCC. Just sisters.
I said, Mama, last time you went alone, you came back crying and lost 1.5m. Don't go alone.
She said, I will go with your father. Not as victims. As family.
Saturday morning, my father and mother went to Lugbe.
Her shop was closed. The new shop she rented with our Canada money. The one she said was "Canada agent office."
Neighbors said she had not opened since the EFCC invitation.
My mother called her. She picked after 4 times.
My mother said, Mary, I am outside your shop. Open. It's me, your senior sister.
She opened.
What my mother saw broke her.
My aunt's two small children were inside the shop, sleeping on mat. No chair. No goods. Only one carton of hair cream.
My aunt was thinner. No new lace. No gold earrings.
My mother said, Mary, where is our money? All our money, 7.9m from 6 people? Where did you keep it?
My aunt started crying. Real tears this time. Not family meeting tears.
She said, Sister, I used it. I did not give any agent. There is no Canada agent. I lied. I borrowed from one person to pay another person. When Shuna gave me 2m, I used it to refund Aisha's brother who was threatening me. When you gave me 1.5m, I used it to rent this shop because my husband said if I don't bring money, he will chase me and children out of house. I am sorry. I know I am your sister. I have shamed you.
My father, who was standing at door, said, Mary, you have 6 victims. How much do you have now to pay?
She opened her drawer. There was 47k inside.
Cash. All she had.
My mother collected it. She said, This is not 1.5m. But I will take it. Because you are my sister.
My mother came home with 47k and a wrapper my aunt gave her.
She said, Shuna, your aunt is finished. Her husband beats her because of debt. She is lying up and down to survive. We need to decide. Do we want prison for her, or do we want our money small small?
I said, Mama, if we send her to prison, children will suffer. And we still will not get 7.9m.
So we called all victims to Nissi. Our small rented room.
Laraba, Aisha, Blessing, and the 6th victim's sister her name is Joy came.
We sat on floor. No chairs.
I said, My aunt has confessed. There is no agent. She used our money to survive and pay other debts. She has 47k now. EFCC undertaking says 1m by Monday. She cannot pay. What do we do?
Laraba said, I have 3 kids. I need my 600k. But I don't want her children to sleep in shop.
Joy said, My sister borrowed that 1.8m from cooperative. They want to sack her from work if she doesn't return it.
Aisha said, We can collect her Corolla. Sell it. At least we get something.
I said, No. That Corolla is in husband's name, not hers. If we drag car, husband will kill her.
Then my father spoke. He had been quiet since they came back from Lugbe.
He said, I am the only man here. Let me say as father. This girl Mary is my in-law. She has wronged us. But she is also a mother. Let us make her write new undertaking. Not EFCC undertaking. Family undertaking. She will pay 200k every month to each victim small small. She will work in her shop. We will monitor. If she runs, we go back to EFCC and charge her. If she pays, we forgive small small.
Everyone was quiet.
Blessing said, 200k per month for me will take 6 months to finish my 1.2m. I can wait.
Joy said, For my sister's 1.8m, 200k per month is 9 months.
My mother said, That is fair. Because she is family. We punish, but we don't kill.
We called my aunt on video call.
She was still in that empty shop with children sleeping on mat.
END OF EPISODE 7
TO BE CONTINUED...
EPISODE 6 - A fiction story 🧵
Monday, 9am we were already at the EFCC Kaduna office.
We were 5 women on that bench. But we wrote only ONE name as complainant.
Laraba.
Not because we wanted to hide. But because she was not family, family pressure could not break her. We as family, our mouths were already tied by uncles and elders.
Inside, my aunt was crying. We could hear her through the window.
"Officer I did not scam them! I was also scammed! My agent in Abuja collected the money! I am a victim!"
The officer said, "Madam, bring your agent. Call him now. We want to see him."
Silence.....
She said, "His number is switched off."
Officer: "All your 5 agents' numbers switched off at same time? For 6.1 million?"
Her husband was shouting outside: "This is family matter! You cannot detain a mother! She has BP!"
I was looking at the ground. Because despite everything, she is still my aunt. The same aunt who carried me on her back when I was 4 years old. The same aunt my mother calls "my small sister."
The officer came out and looked at us.
He said, "She has agreed to write an undertaking. She will pay 6.1m in 4 months. First installment 1m this Friday. If she defaults, we will charge her to court. No more family meeting."
We looked at each other. 6.1m in 4 months?
My mother whispered, "At least she agreed. She is still my sister. Let her pay small small, we will manage."
We signed. Not because we were happy. But because she is family, and court will break family forever.
We left EFCC. My aunt came out 30 minutes after us. She did not look at us. Her husband drove her off to in their Corolla.
That night, my phone exploded.
My father: "EFCC? You took your aunt to EFCC? Shuna you have kîlled us."
My eldest uncle: From today, you and your mother should not come to home for Christmas.
My grandmother sent voice note crying: She has 2 small children. If you put her inside prison, who will take care of them? She is still your aunt.
I replied: Mama, I know she is our family. That's why it hurts more. If a stranger scammed us, we would have moved on. But family scamming family is what broke our hearts.
Then I switched off my phone.
Friday came.
No 1m.
EFCC officer said, She said her shop did not make sales. She will pay 300k.
300k for 5 people? That's 60k each?
Aisha said, Collect it. She is still aunt.
I said, No, not 60k. Tell her to try. Even 500k. Show us she is serious. Because she is family, we are giving her chance EFCC would not give a stranger.
Laraba said, I agree. Because she is your aunt, we will give her till Monday for the 1m. If she was a stranger, I would say charge her today.
That night, my aunt posted on Facebook.
Picture of her in hospital bed. Drip on her hand. Caption: Depression is real. Family members want to kill me because of money. God will judge you.
People commented "Sorry ma."
Aisha commented: Aunty, get well soon. But please remember our 6.1m. We are also depressed. Your family.
She deleted comment.
But a man replied before deletion: This woman is a scammer. She collected 1.8m from my sister too for Canada. Same story.
Sixth victim.
I didn't rename the group immediately this time. I just stared at my phone.
From "AUNTY CANADA 6.1M" to "AUNTY CANADA 7.9M" but my hand was shaking.
Because how do you fight a scammer when the scammer is the same woman who braided your hair for school in primary 3?
And I cried. Not for money.
For family.
END OF EPISODE 6.🖤
TO BE CONTINUED...
EPISODE 5 - A fiction story 🧵
The WhatsApp group name was too long. Blessing changed it to "AUNTY CANADA 5.5M"
That night, no one slept.
Aisha sent her receipt first: 800k transfer, 14th March 2024. Remark: "Canada processing fee"
Blessing sent hers: 1.2m in 3 parts. 400k each. She even had voice notes. Her aunt's voice: "UK care job is sure, my agent is inside Embassy. Just pay, you will be in Manchester by December."
My mother saw the group and started crying again. She said, "So this woman knew what she was doing. From the beginning."
I said, "Mama, we are not cursed. She is the curse."
Next morning, my phone rang. Private number. I picked.
It was my aunt.
She was not crying this time. Voice cold.
"Shuna, remove me from that stupid group. You want to destroy me? You small girl. You think court will help you? I have contacts in Force Headquarters. Your case will die. Withdraw and bring goat, I will consider paying you small small. Continue, and you will lose everything."
I recorded it. I told her, "Aunty, thank you. We needed this."
She cut the call.
I forwarded the recording to the group.
Aisha said: "Let's go to police together. Four of us."
Blessing said: "No police. That Lugbe husband has police friend. Let's go to EFCC directly. My brother knows someone in Kaduna Zonal Office."
My mother was shaking. She said, "Shuna, your father said if we don't bring goat, don't come back to his house."
I told her, "Mama, we already left his house. We are in our own rented room in Nissi now. Remember?"
She kept quiet.
Sunday came. We did NOT bring goat.
My eldest uncle called my father: "Your daughter refused. She has disrespected council of elders. Tell her she is no longer part of family meetings."
My father called me. For the first time, he didn't shout. He said, "Shuna, are you sure you want to fight your aunt? She is your mother's blood sister. If you win in court, family will hate you. If you lose, you lose money and family."
I said, "Daddy, we already lost 5.5m. What family remains?"
He sighed. "Bring me the EFCC petition. Let me sign as witness. Your mother collected death benefit, but I am still your father."
I cried.
We printed 4 petitions. Same story, different amounts.
Gift Shuna: 2m
Mama: 1.5m
Aisha: 800k
Blessing: 1.2m
Total 5.5m
We attached UBA receipts, WhatsApp chats, voice notes, family meeting recording, Lugbe shop address where she claimed she used money to rent shop.
At EFCC gate in Kaduna, the security asked, "Who is complainant?"
Four women said at once "We."
The officer smiled and said, "This Canada agent must be very powerful. Four victims, same family."
Inside, as we were writing statements, my aunt was posting on Facebook.
New post: Picture in same new lace from family meeting. Caption "Happy Sunday. Family is everything. Forgive those who hurt you. ❤️"
Aisha commented under it "Aunty, refund our 5.5m."
She deleted comment and blocked Aisha.
But 23 people had already seen it. One of them DM'd Aisha "She did same to me too. Canada money 600k."
We had a 5th victim.
This was no longer family issue. It was a business.
END OF EPISODE 5.🖤
EPISODE 4🧵
A fiction story.
The family meeting was called for 10am in my grandmother's compound in Kaduna.
All family. My father, my mother, my grandmother, my aunt's mother, 3 uncles, 2 aunties.
My mum was told: "Come and explain why you took your blood sister to court."
I came with my mother. We carried our evidence UBA receipts, WhatsApp chats.
My aunt came late 11:30am. With her husband. That fair man with belly from Lugbe.
She was wearing new lace. Gold earrings. She was laughing with uncles as if nothing happened.
My uncle said, "Shuna, kneel down and greet your aunt."
I said, "Sir, she collected my 2m and my mother's 1.5m."
My uncle said, "We know. But why court? You want to put your aunt in prison? For money? Family does not take family to police."
My aunt started crying fake tears.
She said, "I was trying to help them. Canada process failed. Embassy refused their visa. I did not scam them. The 3.5m is with agent in Abuja. I am also a victim."
I shouted, "Liar! You said there is no Canada! In Lugbe you told me you lied to rent shop!"
Her husband stood up. He said, "Don't call my wife a liar in front of elders."
My father, who was quiet, finally spoke. He looked at my mother.
He said, "Woman, you gave your sister 1.5m without telling me? From your father's death benefit? You are a foolish woman."
My mother started crying.
Then the eldest uncle said his judgment:
"Shuna and her mother you disgraced family by going to court. You must withdraw case immediately. And for disrespecting your aunt, you will pay fine one goat (100k) for elders to eat and apologize to your aunt."
I said, "What? We are the ones scammed. We should be paid, not fined."
My aunt smiled. She said, "I forgive you. Just bring the goat on Sunday."
That night, I told my mother: "We will not withdraw. Let them eat goat alone."
But my mother was scared. She said, "If we don't bring goat, they will tell village you are cursed. No man will marry you."
I did not sleep. I was thinking we borrowed 1.2m total, we paid lawyer 500k, now they want us to pay 100k goat to the scammer.
3.5m + 500k + 100k = 4.1m loss. For Canada that never existed.
Next morning, two of my cousins Aisha and Blessing called me privately.
Aisha whispered: "Shuna, did aunt collect Canada money from you too?"
I said, "Yes. 2m from me, 1.5m from my mama."
She said, "She collected 800k from me last year. Same Canada."
My heart cut again.
Blessing said, "She collected 1.2m from me. She said it's for UK care job."
So total: Me 2m + Mama 1.5m + Aisha 800k + Blessing 1.2m = 5.5 million.
Same woman. Same lie. 4 victims. Same family.
I created WhatsApp group immediately: "CANADA AUNT VICTIMS 5.5M"
I added them. We started sharing receipts.
When my aunt saw she was added to group, she left group and blocked all of us.
But this time, we had each other.
END OF EPISODE 4.
EPISODE 3 - A fiction story.🧵
I was still in Lugbe motor park. No bath, no food since yesterday. Mosquitoes chopped me whole night.
My mother called crying: "Shuna, your aunt collected 1.5m from me too. She said she will take me to Canada as caregiver. I used your father's death benefit savings."
So total: Me - 2m (1.3m savings + 700k cooperative loan)
My mother - 1.5m
Total = 3.5 million.
Same aunt. Same Canada lie. Mother and daughter.
I told my mother, "We must go to police."
We met in Kaduna. My mother was looking thin. She said she has not told my father because father will beat her.
We went to police station in Kaduna.
We entered with our evidence transfer receipts to her UBA account, WhatsApp chats where she said "Canada slot", her voice note.
Police officer, a woman, looked at us. She said, "She is your sister?"
My mother said, "Yes, my younger sister."
Police said, "Ah, family matter. Why you want to arrest your sister? Call family meeting. We cannot arrest family for money issue. Go home."
I said, "Aunty, it's fraud. 3.5m fraud."
She said, "Go and settle at home. If she was a stranger, we would arrest. But family we don't put mouth unless there is blood."
My mother started crying inside police station. I held her.
Outside station, a lawyer was standing. He heard us.
He said, "I can help you. My name is Barrister Dan. Family fraud is still fraud. We go to court. But you need 500k for filing and affidavit."
500k? We don't have.
My mother said, "My cooperative contribution? I can borrow?"
I said, "Mama, we already owe cooperative 700k from my own loan. They are calling me everyday. One woman already came to our house yesterday."
But we had no choice.
My mother went to her friend Mama Nkechi. Borrowed 500k with interest 50k per month interest.
We paid lawyer.
Lawyer typed petition, took us to court in Kaduna. Case filed.
Court date: 2 weeks later.
When my aunt received court summon in Lugbe, she called my mother first time after 3 months.
She did not apologize.
She shouted: "You took me to court? Your own sister to court? I will come to Kaduna and show you."
Next day, her husband called my mother.
He said, "If you people go to that court, I will tell the whole village that your daughter Shuna is doing hookup in Abuja and you, her mother, is a witch that killed your own mother. We have people in village. We will spoil your name."
My mother shook. In our village, if they call you witch, you are finished.
She said, "Shuna, maybe we should withdraw case?"
I said, "Mama, she already spoilt our lives. 3.5m gone. If we withdraw, we still owe 1.2m debt with interest."
That night, village elders called. They said there will be family meeting in Kaduna tomorrow. All family must come. Including my father.
END OF EPISODE 3.
EPISODE 2.
I went to Abuja to find my Canada aunt. What I saw in Lugbe broke me. A fiction story.
After my grandma said my aunt lives in Lugbe, not Canada, I did not sleep.
I entered night bus from Kaduna to Abuja. I used my last money.
My friend in Abuja gave me her address. I had screenshot from her old WhatsApp status her shop in Lugbe.
I reached Lugbe 6am. I trekked. I was asking, "Where is Alhaja's shop that sells lace?"
Someone pointed: "That yellow shop."
I saw her. My Canada aunt.
Wearing Ankara, frying akara in front of shop. No snow. No Canada jacket. Just sweat and groundnut oil.
I shouted, "Aunty!"
She turned. Her face changed. She did not smile.
She said, "Shuna? What are you doing here?"
I said, "Aunty, Canada? You said March I will fly. You blocked me. My 2 million?"
Customers were looking.
She pulled me inside shop. Her shop is small lace, curtains.
She said, "Lower your voice. Don't disgrace me."
I said, "Give me my money."
She sat down. She said, "There is no Canada. I lied."
I said, "What?"
She said, "There is no Canada slot. I needed money to rent this shop. My boyfriend left me. I had no money. So I told your mother I am in Canada so she will respect me. Then when you said you need help, I saw opportunity."
My leg cut.
2 million. My 1.3m savings plus 700k loan that cooperative people are chasing me for.
She used it to rent lace shop in Lugbe.
I said, "Aunty, you will pay me back."
She laughed. She said, "Call police na. I am your aunt. Nothing will happen. Police will say it's family matter. And if you try me, I will tell village that you are doing prostitution in Abuja."
I was crying inside shop.
Then a man entered. Fair man, with belly.
He said, "Who is this girl disturbing you?"
She said, "My stupid niece from village."
The man said, "Give her 20k and let her go back to Kaduna."
He brought 20k cash and threw it on floor.
My aunt said, "Pick it and go."
I did not pick it.
I said, "I need my 2 million."
The man pushed me. He said, "If you don't leave my shop, I will call area boys."
I left. I trekked back to junction. I had no transport to go back to Kaduna.
I called my mother. I said, "Mama, she is in Lugbe. She used our money to rent shop. There is no Canada."
My mother was silent. Then she said, "Ehh... but she is still your aunt o. Don't fight her. She will pay small small."
I said, "Mama, my cooperative loan? They are calling me everyday."
My mother said, "I will talk to her."
That night, I slept in Lugbe motor park because I had no money for lodge. Mosquitoes finished me.
Next morning, my mother called me. She was crying.
She said, "Shuna, check your father's box in my room. My savings is gone. I gave same aunt 1.5m for Canada for myself. She blocked me too."
My mother and I both scammed. Same aunt. 3.5 million total.
END OF EPISODE 2.
EPISODE 1 - THE CANADA DREAM.
My aunt said she will take me to Canada. I gave her 2 million. She blocked me. A fiction story. 🧵
My aunt is my mother's younger sister. She is 38. She lives in Canada at least that's what she told us.
Every December she comes to Kaduna with Canadian chocolates, winter jackets, and pictures of snow.
Since I finished school, I have been jobless. 26 years old, no job, staying in my mother's house. My mother always said, "Your aunt in Canada will help you."
Last year December, she came again. She called me privately.
She said, "Shuna, you are a fine girl. You are wasting in this Kaduna. Come to Canada. I will process everything for you. Care work. You can make 3k dollars per month."
I shouted. I said, "Aunty, really?"
She said, "Yes. But you need to be serious. Canada visa is not cheap. You need 2 million for processing, medical, and flight deposit. Bring it before January ending or slot will close."
2 million? I don't have 2 million.
I have 1.3m savings I wanted to use to start small business in Abuja.
My mother said, "Go and borrow the remaining. This is Canada o. You will make it in 2 months."
I went to my cooperative. I borrowed 700k. Total 2m.
January 10th, I transferred to her account. UBA account. Her name.
She said, "I have seen it. Your documents are already in embassy. By March you will fly."
March came. Nothing.
I called her. She said, "Canada embassy is delaying because of winter. Wait till April."
April came. Nothing.
I called again. She said, "Shuna, don't disturb me. Do you know how many people I am processing? You are not the only one."
May. I called. Number switched off.
WhatsApp one tick. Not delivered for 3 days.
I was panicking.
I called my mother. My mother called her. Her number also switched off.
June. I went to her mother's house in Kaduna my grandmother.
I said, "Mama, where is aunty? She blocked me."
My grandmother looked at me and said, "Which Canada?"
I said, "Canada na. Your daughter that lives in Canada."
She laughed. She said, "My daughter does not live in Canada. She lives in Abuja. Lugbe. She has been there since January. She never went to Canada. She was in Kaduna lying."
My head scattered.
That woman that showed us snow pictures? Lugbe?
That woman that gave us Canadian chocolate from ShopRite?
I borrowed transport 8k and went to Abuja that same day to find her.
And what I saw in Lugbe broke me.
END OF EPISODE 1.🖤
I discovered my husband's secret: he is paying my brother to beat me. A fiction story. 🧵
I have been married 3 years in my husband's village in Kaduna. My husband is from a rich family. They have farms, they have shops.
I don't have a child yet. They say it's because of me.
My husband is always busy. He works in Abuja but comes home weekends.
Every time he comes, he shouts at me for small things.
Last week he came home angry. He said, "You are useless. You can't even cook properly."
My brother was there. My brother works in town.
My husband gave my brother 20k and said, "Talk to her."
My brother slapped me. Hard. He said, "Listen to your husband."
I was shocked. My own brother?
Yesterday I went to my brother's house. I said, "Why did you slap me?"
He said, "He is paying me 50k every month to discipline you. He says you are getting too cheeky."
I was crying. I went back home. I confronted my husband.
He said, "You are lucky I don't beat you myself. Your brother is doing you favor."
I packed my things. I said, "I am leaving."
He said, "You will leave and go where? Your parents are poor. You will come back crawling."
My brother came to me yesterday. He said, "Sis, take it easy. He is my cash cow. Just endure."
I said, "You are my brother!"
He said, "Family is important. I will protect you... for a price."
Now I am in my parent's house. My husband says if I don't come back, he will sack my brother from his shop job.
My parents say I should go back and "adjust".
I don't know what to do. My brother sold me for 50k per month.
If you were me, would you go back and be a punching bag or leave and lose everything? 😭
END.
My best friend borrowed my boyfriend to prove that all men cheat. A fiction story. 🧵
My best friend is called Lisa. We have been friends since secondary school in Kaduna. She is beautiful, fair, very smart.
She always says, "All men cheat, you just haven't caught yours."
My boyfriend, let's call him Daniel, we have been together 2 years. He is calm. He doesn't even look at other girls. I trust him.
Lisa said, "I bet you 50k that he will cheat if I try him. Let's test him."
I said, "Are you mad? You want to toast my own boyfriend?"
She said, "It's just a test. If he passes, you will trust him more. If he fails, I save you from marrying a cheat. It's win-win."
I was stupid. I agreed.
Plan: She will go to his barbing shop where he works. She will pretend she likes him. She will ask for his number.
If he gives her number and agrees to meet, he fails.
She went on Tuesday. She wore short skirt. She went to his shop.
She came back and said, "Shuna, your boyfriend is cheating. He gave me his number. He said I am fine girl. He said we should meet at hotel on Friday."
I cried. I called Daniel. I said, "You are a cheat! You gave Lisa your number!"
He said, "What? Lisa came to my shop and said you asked her to come and collect money for your mother. I gave her number for you na. I didn't toast her."
I called Lisa. I put them on conference call.
Lisa was laughing. Daniel was confused.
Then Lisa said, "See, I told you he would give me number. All men are same. Even if he says it's for your mother, why did he smile at me? Why did he say I am fine?"
Daniel shouted, "I said you are fine because you are Shuna's friend! You said you are her best friend! What is wrong with you?"
Lisa said, "You see? He is raising voice at me. He is guilty."
I ended call. Lisa is still saying she proved her point and I owe her 50k.
Daniel said if I don't trust him, we should break up.
Now I have lost best friend and maybe boyfriend because of stupid test.
Yesterday Lisa posted on WhatsApp: "I tested my friend's boyfriend and he failed. Some girls are just blind in love."
My boyfriend saw it and blocked me and her.
END.
Was Lisa trying to help me or was she jealous of my relationship?