SOMEONE'S TRUE LIFE STORY AND EXPERIENCE
Part 1 After writing jamb, I met a young guy in a bank and we became friends. Within a short time we started dating. He was still a student then, but he had a small car and a bet9ja shop at his village. It wasn't ... Load more
Part 1
After writing jamb, I met a young guy in a bank and we became friends. Within a short time we started dating. He was still a student then, but he had a small car and a bet9ja shop at his village.
It wasn't up to 3 months, I got admission and he asked me to marry him. He was a very nice guy, so I accepted his proposal.
I got home and told my mom about him, she said she would need to see him before she'd say anything.
He then started making plans to marry me, but it didn't sit well with me so I told him I needed more time to get to know him and be sure I really want to marry him.
He said he was an Anglican but for over 6 months I knew him, he hasn't gone to church. Its always one story every Sunday. He doesn't even pray, doesn't own a Bible. When I tell him about my dreams, he'd say he doesn't believe in dreams.
He doesn't rapport with his family at all. He is the lastborn and his shop was just a stone throw to his family house but he'd go to his shop everyday and wouldn't enter his family house.
Even when he's sick, he would warn me never to inform his family. I began feeling really weird.
He would always drop me off in front of my gate anytime we go on a date, but he never agreed to come inside my compound to at least greet my mom or my siblings.
It almost became a problem between us one fateful day and he reluctantly came in that day and greeted my mom.
After almost a year and 6 months, a lady chatted me on Facebook and started telling me how my ex got her pregnant and abandoned her. She sent me screenshots of their chats as evidence.
From the screenshots, I deduced that it was that same day he proposed to me that he laid with her. I couldn't believe it. I confronted him and he didn't deny it. He told me he would take care of it and I didn't ask him about it again cos I decided to forget about it.
However he lost my trust and I was really mad inside of me.
That was the beginning of his woes. His business began to crash and his customers started owing him. He would even go to his shop and play bets until he ran into huge debts. He couldn't meet up with his weekly accounts so his account was blocked. I borrowed money from my friends thrice to unlock his blocked account.
His car engine broke down and he had no money to fix it. His house rent expired and he had no money to renew. I gave him money to renew it and he used it for betting. Landlord threw out his things for him and he parked them in his shop. I advised him to go and stay in his family house, he refused.
He started sleeping in his shop and had nowhere to bathe. He also didn't have money to feed. After lectures, I'd bring him food, get him neat clothes to wear and take the dirty ones to wash in my hostel."
After writing jamb, I met a young guy in a bank and we became friends. Within a short time we started dating. He was still a student then, but he had a small car and a bet9ja shop at his village.
It wasn't up to 3 months, I got admission and he asked me to marry him. He was a very nice guy, so I accepted his proposal.
I got home and told my mom about him, she said she would need to see him before she'd say anything.
He then started making plans to marry me, but it didn't sit well with me so I told him I needed more time to get to know him and be sure I really want to marry him.
He said he was an Anglican but for over 6 months I knew him, he hasn't gone to church. Its always one story every Sunday. He doesn't even pray, doesn't own a Bible. When I tell him about my dreams, he'd say he doesn't believe in dreams.
He doesn't rapport with his family at all. He is the lastborn and his shop was just a stone throw to his family house but he'd go to his shop everyday and wouldn't enter his family house.
Even when he's sick, he would warn me never to inform his family. I began feeling really weird.
He would always drop me off in front of my gate anytime we go on a date, but he never agreed to come inside my compound to at least greet my mom or my siblings.
It almost became a problem between us one fateful day and he reluctantly came in that day and greeted my mom.
After almost a year and 6 months, a lady chatted me on Facebook and started telling me how my ex got her pregnant and abandoned her. She sent me screenshots of their chats as evidence.
From the screenshots, I deduced that it was that same day he proposed to me that he laid with her. I couldn't believe it. I confronted him and he didn't deny it. He told me he would take care of it and I didn't ask him about it again cos I decided to forget about it.
However he lost my trust and I was really mad inside of me.
That was the beginning of his woes. His business began to crash and his customers started owing him. He would even go to his shop and play bets until he ran into huge debts. He couldn't meet up with his weekly accounts so his account was blocked. I borrowed money from my friends thrice to unlock his blocked account.
His car engine broke down and he had no money to fix it. His house rent expired and he had no money to renew. I gave him money to renew it and he used it for betting. Landlord threw out his things for him and he parked them in his shop. I advised him to go and stay in his family house, he refused.
He started sleeping in his shop and had nowhere to bathe. He also didn't have money to feed. After lectures, I'd bring him food, get him neat clothes to wear and take the dirty ones to wash in my hostel."
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