Our Naija Babe
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Last published Sun, Nov 6, 2022
I thought man could easily cheat nature when they're about to take their last breath by quickly asking for forgiveness of sins from their Creator.
As the car kept thumbling and everyone started shouting blood of Jesus. I just sat silently as everything happened in slow motion.....I thought about my twin sister who called me earlier to tell me to come over to Uniben to register for the jupep program, but I refused saying I wanted to be a nursing student. She called me with my best friend she she was also registering for the jupep program.the both of them wanted me to be around so badly.
I thought about my parents, what would happen if I die I haven't even achieved anything yet I have not successfully dated anybody I have not achieved any of my dreams there was no way I'm dying now I joined others in screaming the blood of Jesus and as if Jesus heard our cry from heaven, the car stopped tumbling and everyone jumped out of the car except me. I couldn't move, my feet went numb and elderly man came to carry me out of the car.
"You are fine, just calm down.....take a look at yourself" he said in a thick Ekiti accent. I was fine....I wasn't dead....I wouldn't call my mom so she won't be scared. This is it.....this is my sign.....I'm not going back to Ekiti again.
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