Before you enter a tricycle (Keke)
My name is Gift. A few months back, I entered a commercial tricycle (Keke) to go to the market. There was a man already seated in the Keke who I presumed was a passenger. As we were going, the Keke rider told us that he would be taking a diversion through another route to avoid the harassment of the
tax collectors of commercial transporters known as “Agboros”. He wanted to give further explanations; but did not, because, the man seated beside me told him to save his breath but should speed up because he was in a hurry.
The rider diverted to another route, then to a lonely road. I was not scared because I was expecting him to go back to the major road. After advancing for a while, he stopped and it was then that I realized that we were in a bush. It suddenly dawned on me that I was in a big trouble. The man that was sitting next to me brought out a gun and asked me to face down which I did shaking and panting.
After their brutal exercise they abandoned me and rode off. I trekked out of the bush in tears, pains and bruises. When I made it to the major road, a woman who saw me weeping stopped and asked me what the matter was. I told her the ugly story and she took me to the hospital where I was taken care of to prevent infections like HIV, Hepatitis as well as other bacteria and fungi infections.
For a very long time, the whole incident kept playing in my memory like a horror movie. However, I got better after sessions of psycho therapy and I am free from infections having been to medical checkups.
Learn from my ugly experience and be very careful. Do not be the next Victim!
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