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told me that, the only time she did something right was to pick me up from the debris of the accident; I was soaked in blood and covered with burns. She said she never knew I could ever survive to even tell my story. I was wrapped in my mum's arms when my grandmother picked me up. My mother protected me even till death. There have been times I have felt that I had gone through all these because I never started life the normal way. My grandmother use to tell me that it doesn't matter how you start but what matters is that you know where you are going.

and Hajia Sekinatu stood right there. She looked at me as if she had seen a ghost. We were both speechless and passed by each other without a word. She rushed into the house and I heard her shout; "she is here! Adobea is here." Just a kilometer away a taxi parked beside me, a gentleman brought his head out and said "get in." I had no time to think twice; I just jumped in. I turned to look back and I realized the whole family had come out from the house to look for me. "What a sigh of relief?" For thirty seconds I had not realized I was with strangers. I turned back my head only to be welcomed by gold tooth man. His smile alone showed me the entrance to hell. Beside him was bible with a gun on it. The driver also had two ear rings on his right ear. His haircut had the drawing of a skull at the back. Right there, I knew I had again been rescued from a smaller demon and now in the hands of an unknown one. "I am Shaker and my colleague driving is Dagger. You are in safe hands. You only have to cooperate." Those were the introductory words from the man who sat beside the driver. There was no need to reply him. I only kept quiet and prayed solemnly. They spoke a language I wasn't familiar with, but I suspected it was "Guan." We drove for hours and we were still not getting anywhere. Dagger complained of stomachache and we had to park for him to ease himself. He came back and he wasn't getting better. I had the chance to run away but I didn't. I knew I had been kidnapped but my kidnappers were nice to me. Dagger started vomiting blood and right there I knew he had been poisoned. Shaker became terrified and was helpless. Soon it was his turn. He complained of stomachache and also started vomiting blood. I had only one option left; to run away. But I didn't. I remembered the dream I had where I had to follow an old woman who later I had to sacrifice everything for her but left me alone. I decided to help my kidnappers. We were practically alone deep in the forest of a mountainous area. If I run away I wouldn't survive a day alone out here, I said to myself. As I was thinking of what to do to help Shaker and Dagger I spotted this big tree, immediately I recognized its leaves. They were leaves Hajia Sekinatu once used to cure a friend of mine who was bitten by a snake. We were all workers of Hajia Sekinatu at the restaurant. I immediately climbed the tree and brought down several leaves. I chopped them into pieces and added water to it. I prayed over it and forced it through the mouths of Shaker and Dagger. After thirty minutes they all vomited whitish substances. I got them more of the concoction, and in some few minutes they started sweating. In an hour they were better. They hugged me and said thank you. I told them to thank God and not me. We got back into the car, and I still didn't ask where we were heading to but I knew God was in control. Surprisingly, instead of Dagger moving forward he made a "U" turn.

how Stella died. It remained a mystery until just last year I got to know the truth. You remember my Uncle had to quarrel with the wife over the pictures? Stella and I left them in the dining room; but we took along our fruit juices. Stella mistakenly took her father's juice. All the cups were identical. My Uncle was poisoned by his own wife but his daughter unknowingly sacrificed her life for him. My uncle's wife wanted my late parents' properties to herself, so she poisoned her own husband, but as it is always said, the wicked shall not survive for long. She died in a motor accident a year after she attempted poisoning my uncle.

drove for almost an hour. We later got to certain wooden house with lots of mango trees in front.

My kidnappers thanked me and asked me to alight. I refused. But they insisted. Shaker took his gun and for once I thought he was going to shoot me. Rather, he placed the gun in the letter box of the car. They instructed me to knock on the blue door ahead. They didn't even give me the chance to ask questions. I knocked on the door and my grandmother opened... ()