I would gladly give myself to them in exchange for my wife and child. Let them come for me instead. They have already destroyed my life and taken everything that ever mattered to me.💔
— A grieving husband whose wife was among those kidnapped from the Oyo school.🗣️
This is the son of a politician explaining how his family had to flee Zamfara after kidnappers attacked their neighbourhood and threatened to return.
They had total of 7 armed vehicles to protect them!
4 army van, two police and one Civil defence vehicles that could have protected an entire community was at at beck and call of one family.
What about the ordinary families in Zamfara who don't have armed escorts, police backup, or the resources to relocate overnight?
These guys don’t care about you and I
They are people’s children, people’s parents, people’s spouses. They’ve spent 20 days in captivity. We cannot normalize silence! This too heartbreaking!💔
Three weeks ago, my 23-year-old neighbor was kidnapped on her way to Kontagora in Niger State.
While in captivity, the bandits repeatedly raped her taking turns sleeping with her night after night. Still, they kept bargaining with her father over the phone, demanding ransom even as they violated her.
Her father fought with everything he had. He hustled day and night, borrowed from everyone, took loans, sold whatever he could determined to bring his daughter home.
When he finally gathered the full amount, he called the bandits and begged them, ‘Please, give the phone to my daughter. Let me speak to her. I want her to know I’m coming for her.’
They gave her the phone.
In a broken, traumatized voice, she told her father: ‘Dad, do not suffer yourself looking for the money. They have been sleeping with me. I’m traumatized. I can’t forgive myself. Even if I’m released, I’ll kill myself. Don’t bother paying the ransom.’
Those were the last words she ever spoke to him.
While her father was still holding the phone, he heard the gunshot. He heard his daughter being killed. Moments later, the bandits sent pictures of her remains to him, a final act of cruelty.
A 23-year-old girl. My neighbor. Someone’s daughter, someone’s sister, someone’s friend gone in the most horrific way possible.
This is not just one story. This is the nightmare too many families are living in Niger State and across Nigeria. Young women snatched on the roads, violated, used as bargaining chips, and discarded like nothing.
Living in Nigeria has become truly scary. You wake up, you step out, and you don’t know if you or your loved ones will return home. The fear is constant. The pain is constant. And too often, justice never comes.
Rest in peace to my neighbor.
We made it to CNN!!!
Wow!!!
What a great achievement by the Yorubas!!!
Yoruba to the world!!
Though we are poor, can barely feed, we lack electricity, we have terrible roads,our children are being abused and assaulted by kidnappers, kidnappers are taking turns on our women, bandits are beheading our brothers in cold blood, it’s all of secondary importance. What we must glory in is organizing the best party/festival out of Nigeria!!!
I will continue to hate the way the brains and minds of Yoruba people work just as much as I hate the average Nigerian’s mind!!!!
Believe in a new Nigeria at your own peril!!!
If you know the kind of sexual abuse these women are facing in the hands of those terrorist pigs you’ll hate the Nigerian government more
Fucckk 😖💔💔 I can’t even imagine
Another set of killings and kidnappings in Kwara. The ones in Oyo are yet to be rescued.
A government that can’t protect its people is a failed government. This government is a failed one!
I went to secondary school in Barkin Ladi 20 years ago. This is what SS1 - 3 boys were doing, night shifts in the blistering cold. I did it too. My mates in Oyo were sleeping or studying. I’ve watched this shit deteriorate in real time.
Barkin Ladi now looks nothing like it did when I graduated 14 years ago. I went to the same junction we used to buy stuff during outings last year & I was shaking. They don’t speak the same language. Crisis after crisis. Slowly, the people who used to till those lands are now doing menial jobs in the south. The names of the villages have changed. The senator representing that region was killed few days after I graduated when he attended a mass funeral of people who were massacred by the Fulanis who now occupy their homes. 14 years ago guys.
Trying to raise awareness about this state-backed conquest feels like screaming under water.
Few months ago, my aunt in mangu came to ask for money to trade cause she can’t farm anymore. Their farms were attacked 3 years ago. They wouldn’t dare go back.
For more than 10 years, we’ve had internally displaced persons from Borno living in our house, after my mother took them in. They only go back to their so-called homes for funerals. 3 brilliant kids; Elizabeth, Margaret and Grace (named after my now late mother for her benevolence). The dad does security work, the mom cleans. Who knows what they could’ve made of themselves back home? I do, they’d have been compost for aliens.
It always starts small then it spirals out of control. We’ve seen all kinds of terror. I wish they just came and shot people but that’s not fun enough. Bullets are for runners. They’ll slice pregnant women open to kill their fetuses. They’ll feed women their kid’s fingers. They burn people alive, hack them with machetes. When people try to defend themselves, that’s when soldiers come in. They call it farmer-herder clashes. They say cattle was rustled. Cattle was rustled? That’s why you renamed my village and put 200 people in a mass grave ?
I remember @YarKafanchan saying that she wept after the 2015 elections cause she knew her people would die like flies & then what happened in southern kaduna? When people talk, they say where’s the evidence? But what about the bodies? Dying is a morbid thing to be skilled at but boy, we have experience.
We’ve seen “strategists” platform them and defend all manner of wrongdoing on the alter of political correctness.
Omoh, let me just stop here.
I wrote a book about a woman in her 30s dealing with breast cancer and navigating changes in her perspective on life and family.
#NigerianRomanceFiction
consume sugar filled cerelac as a baby.
eat noodles with sodium and drink fanta and coke with dye through out your 20s.
top it up with substandard "milk".
eat beans that is presevered with chemicals.
eat jollof rice made with sugar and chemical called "tomato paste".
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