As I worked down the street heading to work,I had a look of perspiration and faith though that could not match with the look of things going around me .
I held in my hand a white dusty bag that kept falling down my arm....many people was on the street too. Each of them all minding there business but few men cast hungry looking gazes at me .
" o ,God not again", I cryed out in frustration.
just then a white car all slick and clean speeded to my front ...I was too scared and had to clear space for the car but it stopped at my front and the door if the car flew open and two black men in suit came down and carried me up as if I was a dryed leaf ..
the people around was shocked but no one came to help me as I kept on shouting and crying
" drop me down ..😢" .
I was pushed into the car and my eyes was covered and I was also in the center of the two men who told the driver to move ..
I felt sick because of the two people pressing me and not able to see though I know that the car was in full speed but I couldn't talk ..I had suddenly lost my voice but nothing to do
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