Hi I’m 22 years old. I finished my OND 3 years ago and since then I’ve been struggling financially to return for HND due to financial issues. I’ve picked a lot of jobs after but I ended up with debts here and there because I still had to help the family with the little I was earning at the time. I was really depressed so my mom’s childhood friend introduced her to something, which she told me about. It’s about traveling to an Arab country and working for a year and a half to pay your sponsors. At first I was reluctant to go, which my mom understood. But when I got back to my place of work in Lagos, I thought about it and I called my mom and told her I would go. I felt at least I would be able to assist the family more and return to school. So this woman who introduced this to my mom told her that her daughter is also going and that alone put my mom’s mind at rest, not knowing she already had everything planned out. The agent fee she collected on each person was N200k. She sent her daughter to a person she knows well while she sent me to a total stranger who almost sold me to a pr0stitution house.
The first day I arrived, the madam took hair from every part of my body, took my pictures naked, and also took my fingernails and toenails so I wouldn’t run away with her money. I got there sick due to the stress I passed through in the desert and the dust. I was even tested reactive for Hepatitis B. This lady refused to treat me. Instead, she did a blood test with her own blood and gave it to me. She said soon my blood will clear, it’s the stress I passed through for a month. So she took me to work where I stayed and was working as a house help in an Arab house and I started getting worse. I called her. What she told me was, “See, you know say your blood never clear. If them catch you and carry you go do test, money na water o. I go forget my money fast fast. Deny you join.” So those Arabs gave me a small phone and I called one of the girls I met there when I just came back from desert. That girl explained to me a lot of girls she has sold to the pr0stitution house. She also said if they return me from that work, she’ll definitely sell me. I was really scared.
That week I ran for my life because I was able to contact some people for help with the small phone I had. Later I heard she started calling my parents that she would make me run mad with those things she took from my body. With help from a lot of people and loan apps, my parents already gathered half the money I need for my ticket back home. Because my Hepatitis B result has already started showing positive. What’s the point of this rant? Always be satisfied with the N15k salary you’re earning so one person will not promise you N600k per month and you’ll get there to meet another story. I didn’t even remember to add that the Arabs assaulted me many times. I just pray I get home safe.
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