Reason I had phobia for trust! (My true life story)

 Reason I had phobia for trust! 

(My true life story)

Trust has turned another problem in  wide world today, to the extent father will keep diverting his son's hard earned money sent from overseas.

When did I developed phobia for trust?

This question journeyed me to this short story of mine.

I dey on my  own jeje for our house, one of my friends came  to me that we should  go and feed our eyes  with  dancing masquerade at a place called Odo Oro, I followed him as per say I love watching masquerade and you know truly that is lovely.

My father has been warning me of that particular friend to stop moving with him...sebi, you know as parents always warned their children?

We went na, we stood in one  man house, I knew the man but I didn't know they do hold meeting in his house.

My father gave his children one standing order,  when fowl is going to sleep, I think you know the time now, From 5pm. We should find our way home anywhere we are.

Expect am on message.

Around 4pm i was going home. On my way I saw the man that owned the house we stood to watch masquerade. I greeted him and he play with me I left. Some minutes past 6pm, two bikes came to our house with unknown faces but my daddy knew those men. Me I didn't know they are OPC. For those in Yoruba land will know OPC.

They said, who is MONDAY, my daddy asked them, what happened? One of those took my dad aside they talk small , then my dad pointed at me. 

They hold me. Omo, see my face, I never go police station for my life. I didn't know them. I was just looking at my dad with tears in my eyes. Suddenly I shouted mama! Mama mama........... 

My mum run out oh, I saw my mum while the bike is already on the move, I was in between the bike man and one of the unknown men. In my mind, my dad can't give me to harm. Second thought was, what could have happened?. That was the thought running in my mind. 

The bike headed to the area we went to watch masquerade dancing. Luckily, they took me to the house we stayed to watch masquerade. 

When they gently ushered me in to the big sitting room of that man. I saw my friend that we went to watch masquerade together on the floor with some other friends. I knew those friends but we are not close. You understand that type of friends na?.

I quickly sat on the floor too because I didn't want them to beat me. 

To ask what happened, I can't because of fear. 

See where God saved me oh! 

The owner of the house stood on his ground that this boy is not among. I was looking at the man because I knew is God speaking. 

He said when he was coming home he meet me going home and when he get home he still sighted the meeting box.. He saw my friend and his friends outside his house. 

So, they should free me. 

I looked at those men that brought me from our house. 

That was when I knew what happened.

They asked me to stand up and seat on Chair. 

I stand up quickly and sat on Chair immediately. Believe me from our house to the place the Incident happened, I didn't say a word expect silent crying. After many talk, they returned me to the house.

 Hmmmmmm come see beating from my father after I explained everything that happened to him. I believe they can't beat those that steal like that. 

Since then I have phobia for trust oh. Because I trust that my friend like mad.

God bless you all. 

I Love you all.

SANNI COCKER MONDAY....