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Tuesday, 15 October 2019
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Post Comment I said I was gonna share a tragic story with you guys yesterday. Well, here it is.
I used to know a guy named EMUSI CLINTON, who now goes by the name ‘Successful OG’ We were classmates in secondary school from 2011-2014. Although we weren’t friends, but he was friends with my friends. Then From 2013/2014, I was made the head girl of the school. People like Mimi Jacobs Joy Stanley and Okwuwe Onyinye can attest to this. So because of this reason, he started talking to me more often. We spent most of our Teenage years in Agbor, Delta state where I grew up. We never dated, never had any sexual activity of any sort. Just a Hello hello kind of friends. After graduation, everybody went their separate ways…
So a few months ago, he reconnected with me on Facebook. I couldn’t even recognize him again until I went through his old photos. We exchanged pleasantries. I asked him what he does for a living, he told me he was into an online trading. So I told him I was interested in learning FOREX trading. He said he could teach me but he is not close. And that it’s not something he’ll be explaining to me on the phone. That he now base in Ghana. That if I can find my way to Ghana, his base, he promise he can help me with it.
I told him to give me some time to run around to see if I can get some money from a few friends to complete my T.P. Trust me I didn’t get any help from any friend. Maybe this was Gods own way of asking me not to go, but I didn’t listen. I told him I didn’t get help from anywhere. So he told me to find my way to Lagos, that if I can get to Lagos, he will pay from Lagos to Ghana. I got ready and traveled from Abuja to Lagos on 5/10/2019. To cut the story short, I got to Ghana the next day. I started calling him when I got there, but he didn’t pick my call again. I stayed in the park so late that the people there started talking shits like ‘she’s a prostitute, ‘she came to see a Facebook friend’, ‘she’s an abandoned runsgirl’. I was so ashamed of myself that day. I slept in that park till the next morning. He called me by 5am and started apologizing, that he was sleeping. I was just so perplexed that I didn’t even know what to say to him. I got to his house on 7/10/19. This was the last time I saw outside the house or it looked like from outside. Before I left Abuja, I made sure we had a mutual agreement like he wouldn’t ask me for anything other than the reason that made me leave. And i accepted to embark on this journey because I thought I knew him based on the fact that we were old secondary school buddies.
I got to his house that very day and the story changed. He said my Transportation back to Abuja depends on what I can do using the laptop. That if I can’t make clients pay, that means I am stocked with him. This was the day my doom began. I met three other guys in the house. All of them were working under him. He said I’ll sleep 12am and wake up by 4am, same with the other guys. We do this every day. I fell ill the second day. The same routine every day. I chatted him the 4th day and told him I wanted to go back that I couldn’t continue.
He said he already told me that my T.P depended on the clients. He even said he didn’t want me to be pressing laptop anymore, that I should move to his room. I should pretend to be his girlfriend while we engage in a sexual relationship. I told him I can’t do that. I begged him to send me back that I’ll send him back the T.P he paid both to and fro when I get back home. He refused and kept quiet.
On thé 10/10/19 around 1:am midnight, he woke me up and asked me to leave his house. He pushed me out of his house, collected my phone and locked his gate. I couldn’t believe my eyes. I even thought I was dreaming. I pinched myself to make sure what was happening wasn’t true. I just realized it was true.
So I stayed outside for 30mins. He later opened the gate. He pretended to be sorry. Started apologizing to me. I followed him back inside again. immediately we got into the room, started pounding me. I was just begging the ground to swallow me. I prayed to die than let him touch me. Unfortunately my prayer wasn’t answered. I ended up being raped. He was raping and beating me at the same time till he spilt his disgusting fluid on me. I cried myself till the next day morning.
The next day, been the 11/10/19, he repeated what he did to me the other day again. This time it was 2:13am. The other guys were just quiet in their room. This time he made sure he raped me till I stopped talking. He beat me till the left side of my face got swollen. You can see the bruises on my lips, that’s because he hit my mouth. I prayed for death, I didn’t see it.
As early as 5:am, I woke up. Seems the other guys didn’t work that day because they were busy sleeping. I opened the door. I looked for a means to leave the compound. God did it, I was able to jump out of the house. Immediately I saw a man taking his child to school, I pleaded with him to give me a lift. He directed me to the nearest police station. I reported to Ghana police station in the area. So took some police men to the house. They got him arrested and the other guys. The police officers asked me if I wanted to make a case. I refused because that would have delayed my return. I didn’t want to waste any more time. I just asked them to tell him to give me my T.P. They released the other guys because they were innocent. I took my T.P from the police men and left while they still negotiating how much he will pay to be released. I left that same day. I got back to Abuja yesterday around 3pm.
Guys this is a true story of what happened to me live. This one is not audio. I am not sharing this to draw any attention of any sort, I am sharing this story so you can learn from it. If you don’t have a family, and you know you can’t take care of yourself when the worse happens, don’t embark on that trip. Don’t think you know him since child hood will save you. You can forward to anyone important to you, who knows you might save a life.
#Iwantjusticforwhathedidtome
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Post Comment I said I was gonna share a tragic story with you guys yesterday. Well, here it is.
I used to know a guy named EMUSI CLINTON, who now goes by the name ‘Successful OG’ We were classmates in secondary school from 2011-2014. Although we weren’t friends, but he was friends with my friends. Then From 2013/2014, I was made the head girl of the school. People like Mimi Jacobs Joy Stanley and Okwuwe Onyinye can attest to this. So because of this reason, he started talking to me more often. We spent most of our Teenage years in Agbor, Delta state where I grew up. We never dated, never had any sexual activity of any sort. Just a Hello hello kind of friends. After graduation, everybody went their separate ways…
So a few months ago, he reconnected with me on Facebook. I couldn’t even recognize him again until I went through his old photos. We exchanged pleasantries. I asked him what he does for a living, he told me he was into an online trading. So I told him I was interested in learning FOREX trading. He said he could teach me but he is not close. And that it’s not something he’ll be explaining to me on the phone. That he now base in Ghana. That if I can find my way to Ghana, his base, he promise he can help me with it.
I told him to give me some time to run around to see if I can get some money from a few friends to complete my T.P. Trust me I didn’t get any help from any friend. Maybe this was Gods own way of asking me not to go, but I didn’t listen. I told him I didn’t get help from anywhere. So he told me to find my way to Lagos, that if I can get to Lagos, he will pay from Lagos to Ghana. I got ready and traveled from Abuja to Lagos on 5/10/2019. To cut the story short, I got to Ghana the next day. I started calling him when I got there, but he didn’t pick my call again. I stayed in the park so late that the people there started talking shits like ‘she’s a prostitute, ‘she came to see a Facebook friend’, ‘she’s an abandoned runsgirl’. I was so ashamed of myself that day. I slept in that park till the next morning. He called me by 5am and started apologizing, that he was sleeping. I was just so perplexed that I didn’t even know what to say to him. I got to his house on 7/10/19. This was the last time I saw outside the house or it looked like from outside. Before I left Abuja, I made sure we had a mutual agreement like he wouldn’t ask me for anything other than the reason that made me leave. And i accepted to embark on this journey because I thought I knew him based on the fact that we were old secondary school buddies.
I got to his house that very day and the story changed. He said my Transportation back to Abuja depends on what I can do using the laptop. That if I can’t make clients pay, that means I am stocked with him. This was the day my doom began. I met three other guys in the house. All of them were working under him. He said I’ll sleep 12am and wake up by 4am, same with the other guys. We do this every day. I fell ill the second day. The same routine every day. I chatted him the 4th day and told him I wanted to go back that I couldn’t continue.
He said he already told me that my T.P depended on the clients. He even said he didn’t want me to be pressing laptop anymore, that I should move to his room. I should pretend to be his girlfriend while we engage in a sexual relationship. I told him I can’t do that. I begged him to send me back that I’ll send him back the T.P he paid both to and fro when I get back home. He refused and kept quiet.
On thé 10/10/19 around 1:am midnight, he woke me up and asked me to leave his house. He pushed me out of his house, collected my phone and locked his gate. I couldn’t believe my eyes. I even thought I was dreaming. I pinched myself to make sure what was happening wasn’t true. I just realized it was true.
So I stayed outside for 30mins. He later opened the gate. He pretended to be sorry. Started apologizing to me. I followed him back inside again. immediately we got into the room, started pounding me. I was just begging the ground to swallow me. I prayed to die than let him touch me. Unfortunately my prayer wasn’t answered. I ended up being raped. He was raping and beating me at the same time till he spilt his disgusting fluid on me. I cried myself till the next day morning.
The next day, been the 11/10/19, he repeated what he did to me the other day again. This time it was 2:13am. The other guys were just quiet in their room. This time he made sure he raped me till I stopped talking. He beat me till the left side of my face got swollen. You can see the bruises on my lips, that’s because he hit my mouth. I prayed for death, I didn’t see it.
As early as 5:am, I woke up. Seems the other guys didn’t work that day because they were busy sleeping. I opened the door. I looked for a means to leave the compound. God did it, I was able to jump out of the house. Immediately I saw a man taking his child to school, I pleaded with him to give me a lift. He directed me to the nearest police station. I reported to Ghana police station in the area. So took some police men to the house. They got him arrested and the other guys. The police officers asked me if I wanted to make a case. I refused because that would have delayed my return. I didn’t want to waste any more time. I just asked them to tell him to give me my T.P. They released the other guys because they were innocent. I took my T.P from the police men and left while they still negotiating how much he will pay to be released. I left that same day. I got back to Abuja yesterday around 3pm.
Guys this is a true story of what happened to me live. This one is not audio. I am not sharing this to draw any attention of any sort, I am sharing this story so you can learn from it. If you don’t have a family, and you know you can’t take care of yourself when the worse happens, don’t embark on that trip. Don’t think you know him since child hood will save you. You can forward to anyone important to you, who knows you might save a life.
#Iwantjusticforwhathedidtome
Sunday, 13 October 2019
Omawunmi: Landed in jail for murder at 12, now music star at 29
newsexpressngr.com
Oct 13, 2019 5:53 AM
By Alemma-Ozioruva Aliu on 13/10/2019
29-year-old Charles Omawunmi from Delta State spent 17 years in prison in Edo State, with seven years as a teenager in children’s remand custody, and ten years as a convict.
He was convicted for murder at the age of twelve.
His case was that of a minor who found himself in the middle of a crisis involving adults but was alleged to have taken the action that resulted in the loss of a life.
In his years of incarceration, Omawumi who has now been pardoned, discovered his talent and is gaining traction as a music star.
Investigation by Saturday Vanguard indicated that the father of young Charles, now deceased, abandoned his family to stay with another woman and at the time his father reconciling with them, he suddenly fell ill and died.
In the process, Charles followed his elder siblings to the house of the other woman in whose house their father had died.
The woman was said to have confessed that she actually killed their father because she heard he wanted to reconcile with them. An argument that led to a scuffle ensued and a lit lantern allegedly exploded on the body of the woman who sustained burns which led to her death.
Omawunmi was fingered as being responsible for the explosion of the lantern. He was arraigned when he turned 18 years in 2009 and got a legal representation who was said to have volunteered on pro bono to prove his innocence. Despite his lawyer sterling defence, he was convicted and sentenced to death.
Omawunmi remained in prison until a Non-Governmental Organisation, Legends Anti-Violence Foundation visited the prison while preaching to convicts.
In one of the group’s visits to Oko Medium Security Prison, Omawunmi was said to have performed on stage as a singer and his performance drew the interest of the group.
Narrating the incident to Saturday Vanguard, Director-General of the Foundation, Christopher Kadiri said “We were invited to Oko prison to counsel the inmates because they saw how we were moving round the state counseling people.
We have been to schools, churches and we have met with secret cult members in their meeting points.
So, on the day we were directed to the prison on May 30, 2019, we observed raw talents and there we were told about the man who thrilled us was Omawunmi.
One of his songs ‘stop that crime’ attracted our attention, the song was encouraging and we requested to see the singer.
After that, we met with the Controller of Prison and we started processing his release.
“We wrote letters to the state governor and we were informed he had been hearing about the case and now that the information had been confirmed by the group, he would act on it.
We also communicated to the Presidential Amnesty Programme and we were told that before the end of June they would visit his case. But we were called on the June 13 this year that the young man has been released.
My story—Omawunmi
Narrating his experience to Saturday Vanguard, Omawunmi said: “I am 29 years old. In 2002, I was accused of murder and that was what landed me into prison from juvenile custody to adult prison in 2013. I was convicted and sentenced to death. It was not easy in prison, it is not a place of welcome, it is not a place of fried rice and comfort where everybody would want to go.
My experience there was a hard one which the society needs to learn from. But it also reformed my mindset because I learned that the authorities are also trying to reform the mindset of the inmates so that when they go back to the society, the society can accommodate and re-absorb them.”
On whether he actually committed the murder, Omawunmi said “I can’t really tell because I was tender as at that time. I can’t even remember what actually happened but all of a sudden, I was remanded in juvenile custody and that is what I can remember.
From there I was brought to adult prison custody and then put in detention at the pleasure of the governor.
“Members of my family always came to see me but they never told me what I did. I never knew the person they alleged died.
“I spent 17 years in prison at the pleasure of the governor. It was in 2013 that the judgment was passed that I should be detained under the pleasure of the governor.
“This Legend Anti-Violence Foundation however came to my rescue. While I was in prison, I was writing and singing my songs and the prison authority gave me the opportunity to express myself.
“I am a rapper and while in prison, I wrote a song titled ‘say no to crime’. That was what motivated the prison authority to bring a producer who produced the song for me.
“Two of us dropped that song. We organised shows three times in a year in the prison and people would come from outside to be part of the shows.
We also organised talent hunt for the inmates and that was how this Foundation found me and worked for my release.
“They related with me and I shared my experience with them and I was surprised when I was called that I have been pardoned by the state governor. I give thanks to God and I thank the governor for his leniency and the good work he is doing.
When I was in prison, I took some lectures because the prison structure is like a school that will make you mentally educated.
“I am looking forward for support in terms of my music career because that is my calling.
“If I go out of my calling, it will be difficult for me to trace my way back so I am begging for support as I need producers to help me.” (Vanguard)
COPY SUCCESS
SHOCKING TABOOS FOR
MARRIED COUPLES IN
ESANLAND OF EDO STATE...
In Esanland, the institution of
marriage is sacred and as such,
has strict traditional rules guiding
it...
1. When a woman is married
to an Esan man, it is an
abomination for another
man to touch her wrapper.
It is considered as
though she has committed
adultery, unless the married
woman shouts at the man or
reports to her husband.
2. It is an abomination for
married couples or anyone at
that, to have sex in the
afternoon as it is believed
that a certain spirit would be
angered by the act.
3. When a woman commits
adultery, she will loose her
children and her life as the ultimate
repercussion for the
abominable act, unless she
confesses and makes restitution.
She is subsequently stri*ped, a part of her head is shaved, a part of her privates too.
Armpits are shaved as well.
Both her hands are tied to
her back, while a basket full of
trash is placed on her head.
She is then paraded and shamed around
the community by other
women.
4. If this is not done and the
woman goes head to cook
for her children, they will die one after the other
including her.
If she secretly
confesses to her husband
and out of love or pity he conceals her confession, he will die within a week, if he continues to eat meals cooked by his adulterous wife.
NO hiding place for cheats and their
and accomplices.
No matter
how powerful or wealthy you are,
you cannot escape!
5. It is a taboo for another
man to cross the
outstretched legs of a
married woman, else it is
considered as though she
already had sex with the man
6. A married woman cannot
steal her husband’s money in
Esanland as it is seen as an
abomination. She must tell
him about it.
7. It is considered an
abomination for a any man to sit
on the matrimonial bed of an
Esan couple, as it is considered a
taboo.
8. It is also an abomination
for a woman to spit in disgust at her husband under any
circumstance.
If she does, she must sacrifices a chicken to
appease him. However, the man
can bathe his wife with his
own spit... If disgusted by her behaviour.
Esan people are unique in
Nigeria. A woman must
decide from the bottom of
her heart if she is truly ready
to marry an Esan man
before venturing into
marriage with him.
MARRIED COUPLES IN
ESANLAND OF EDO STATE...
In Esanland, the institution of
marriage is sacred and as such,
has strict traditional rules guiding
it...
1. When a woman is married
to an Esan man, it is an
abomination for another
man to touch her wrapper.
It is considered as
though she has committed
adultery, unless the married
woman shouts at the man or
reports to her husband.
2. It is an abomination for
married couples or anyone at
that, to have sex in the
afternoon as it is believed
that a certain spirit would be
angered by the act.
3. When a woman commits
adultery, she will loose her
children and her life as the ultimate
repercussion for the
abominable act, unless she
confesses and makes restitution.
She is subsequently stri*ped, a part of her head is shaved, a part of her privates too.
Armpits are shaved as well.
Both her hands are tied to
her back, while a basket full of
trash is placed on her head.
She is then paraded and shamed around
the community by other
women.
4. If this is not done and the
woman goes head to cook
for her children, they will die one after the other
including her.
If she secretly
confesses to her husband
and out of love or pity he conceals her confession, he will die within a week, if he continues to eat meals cooked by his adulterous wife.
NO hiding place for cheats and their
and accomplices.
No matter
how powerful or wealthy you are,
you cannot escape!
5. It is a taboo for another
man to cross the
outstretched legs of a
married woman, else it is
considered as though she
already had sex with the man
6. A married woman cannot
steal her husband’s money in
Esanland as it is seen as an
abomination. She must tell
him about it.
7. It is considered an
abomination for a any man to sit
on the matrimonial bed of an
Esan couple, as it is considered a
taboo.
8. It is also an abomination
for a woman to spit in disgust at her husband under any
circumstance.
If she does, she must sacrifices a chicken to
appease him. However, the man
can bathe his wife with his
own spit... If disgusted by her behaviour.
Esan people are unique in
Nigeria. A woman must
decide from the bottom of
her heart if she is truly ready
to marry an Esan man
before venturing into
marriage with him.
Thursday, 19 September 2019
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