Because of the situation in Nigeria and my age, getting a Job seem to be hard, and to start a business, one needs a capital. My aim is to gather enough money to start selling food.
I am a laborer, A female friend of mine introduced me to the business, because I never knew a female could work as a laborer. And ever since I started helping builders fetch sand and do other little things in the site, I never go back home each day empty handed.
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I have been in this business for awhile now, and I am still gathering money for my plans, so that I can stop working as a laborer.
One faithful day we were at the site when some men came, and approached us that they need us to work in a church site under construction, and since the price they offered was high, we told them to come back in another hour that we will be done with what we have at hand that time.
When they came back, myself and my colleagues entered the vehicle and we all started heading to the site.
On our way, the vehicle stopped and another vehicle behind us stopped, two men came down and approached our vehicle, this was when I knew something was wrong with this work.
Before we left where we were working initially, we asked the location of the church that was under construction, they said it was not very far from were we were, we have never had issues with locations. Our business is just to work, get paid for the day and go home. So we did not press much on knowing the location, as long they can take us there.
Back to my story. The men came to the car we were in, opened the door and blind folded us, other vehicles were passing by, but did not notice what was happening, and we could not shout. After we were blind folded, one of them entered the vehicle with us. He was armed.
I just closed my eyes and started to pray.
The vehicle started moving again, after a really long ride, we finally got to the site. A man held my both hands bending it backwards as he lead me to keep moving. We entered into a gate, and they took us to where we were going to start working. Then took off the blind folds.
A hug man came and instructed us to fill a hole with sand, after which we would get our money and leave. None of us could utter a word. I took my bucket and fetched sand in it, I carried it to the hole where we were meant to cover, as I bent down to start pouring in the sand, I heard a faint voice coming from inside the hole ‘Please don’t burry us’ this time I started feeling cold, I started to shake, I peeped into the hole and saw two school children, I was scared to death.
The huge man shouted at me, asking if I want to join them, I said no, so I continue to pour the sand inside the hole.
After some hours, we filled the hole with sand, I couldn’t cry, or do anything because I was scared for my life.
I don’t want to die
After the Job, they handed us our money, blind folded us again and took us to the road, dropped us and zoomed off!
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Somehow we found our way back, asking people around. I went straight to my pastor house, because I knew I just buried two school children alive, I was so scared.
My pastor counseled me, and told me to do somethings.
I want the whole world to know this. I have not remained the same since this incident happened, where this incident happened was a real church that was under construction. my aim of telling my story to the world is to find peace again,
and to let others be aware and learn from my story.
Anonymous.
