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I wanted to blow fast, so I tried to learn Yahoo Yahoo Guess what? I got scammed insteadYes, I paid a format master to t...
07/05/2025

I wanted to blow fast, so I tried to learn Yahoo Yahoo Guess what? I got scammed instead
Yes, I paid a format master to teach me how to scam people he scammed me, disappeared, and left me broke and confused.
I almost sold my future for fast cash, but God used my failure to give me sense.
Today, I’m earning clean honest money no fear, no shame, just peace and progress

It all started when I got tired of my struggles. I was jobless, broke, and my phone had more loan apps than contacts. Every day on social media, I saw guys my age flexing—new phones, trips to Dubai, expensive shoes, captions like “Soft life or nothing.” One day, I asked a friend, “How una dey do am?” He smiled and said, “If you no wan suffer forever, come learn this Yahoo thing small.” I laughed at first, but deep down, the seed was already planted.

A week later, he took me to a place in town they called “Temple of Cash.” It was a poorly furnished apartment with four guys, each glued to a laptop, pressing with serious focus. The room was filled with the smell of burnt noodles, body spray, and desperation. I was introduced to a guy they called “Sir Brain.” He had gold teeth, a fake Rolex, and the confidence of a man who believed he was smarter than the FBI. “If you follow my steps,” he said, “you go buy Benz in 6 months.”

Sir Brain offered to “teach” me for a fee — ₦50,000 for “starter pack” plus “format templates.” I didn’t have the money, so I borrowed from three friends, telling them I wanted to start a delivery business. The training began. He gave me fake Facebook profiles, scripts to convince foreigners, and grammar lines like, “I am a widow marine engineer stranded in the oil field of California.” It all felt wrong, but the hunger for money clouded my conscience. I told myself, “Just do one, cash out, then stop.”

The real shock came when he said I needed to “activate my fortune” by paying an additional ₦100,000 for a secret spiritual code. At that point, I hesitated. But my friend whispered,

Influencer Enioluwa sarcastically responds to Priscilla Ojo after she dropped a comment on his post.
07/05/2025

Influencer Enioluwa sarcastically responds to Priscilla Ojo after she dropped a comment on his post.

07/05/2025
They no born you well to take before your senior😂Flash back
19/04/2025

They no born you well to take before your senior😂
Flash back

16/04/2025

Why men too like bre@?

Me and u in a room Light off 🔦 Door Locked 😍 window close What next 🙃🤭
16/04/2025

Me and u in a room
Light off 🔦 Door
Locked 😍 window close
What next 🙃🤭

Shenseea did not choose her words wisely on stage with vybz kartel, when she said “let’s perform our song together for t...
16/04/2025

Shenseea did not choose her words wisely on stage with vybz kartel, when she said “let’s perform our song together for the first time in history” vybz kartel went silent as he knows the song belongs to him alone 🤔

I followed my dad inside the house, but the only food I found on the table with my name on it was beans. Even my dad kne...
16/04/2025

I followed my dad inside the house, but the only food I found on the table with my name on it was beans.

Even my dad knew I didn't like beans.

Dad didn't bother to tell me to get noodles from the kitchen either, and I was bannėd from the kitchen.

I didn't want to bother anyone, so I just left the plate of beans on the table and went to bed.

My stepmother spoiled my morning.

I heard her scream my name in the sitting room, and when I rushed to find out what the problem was, she asked, 'Why have you refused to eat this food?

pointing at the plate of beans on the table.

I don’t eat beans aunty.

I responded, confused about why my not eating suddenly became a big deal when she is used to starving me in the house.

She gave me a frown and then said, "I don't support wastage of food in this house.

If you feel you want to waste food, I won't support it.

Now, take this beans and eat it."

She said this while folding her hands.

I didn't say a word to her. I just took a step back towards my room when she dragged me back.

Saying, "I'm talking to you, Catherine.

"She dragged my gown, tearing it a little. I turned to her, looking at the torn part of my cloth.

Then she started crying.

I know she wasn't satisfied with what she did and wanted dad to come downstairs so they could join hands and hūmiliate me.

Her plans worked, and dad came down.

He was bathing when he heard her scream, and he rushed from the bathroom, asking, "What is it?'"

He asked and stared at my clothes.

My stepmother, faking tears dropping from her eyes, said, "Catherine bēat me up."

It was obvious I was the one with torn cloth.

My dad didn't even let me defend myself; he gave me a slāp.

"How could you do that to my wife? Don't you know she is pregnant?"

When I heard the word "pregnant," it dawned on me that my problem was getting worse in the house.

Especially when she gives him the male child he was desperately looking for.

I silently walked to my room and let out a scre

A girl in my compound was rúshed to the hospital yesterday evening. It was her father's shóut that alerted everyone.Appa...
16/04/2025

A girl in my compound was rúshed to the hospital yesterday evening. It was her father's shóut that alerted everyone.

Apparently, he came back home from work and met his daughter on the floor. There was blóød around her and blóød stains on her cloth.

We got to the hospital, the father, myself, a couple that's also a tenant in our yard, and our house owner. Doctor checked the young girl and confirmed she was r@ped, she's just eight years old.

We were heart bróken but not surprised...We already suspected the obvious because when we carried her to the hospital, we saw how she was, the bløød and all that... The doctor only confirmed our suspicions.

Her father fell flat on the ground. It was as though he fàinted but he didn't. He was still consciøus physically but I believe he was mentally uncønscious.

The news made him so wéak he could barely talk. "I... I told her to always lock the door and not open it for anyone whenever I'm not at home", the father said with téars in his eyes. "Who could have done such a thing??... Who could have done such evíI thing to my daughter?".. He was already cryíng...we comforted him.

We all sympathised with him and our only prayer was for the daughter to wake up, be safe and less tràumatized.

We were still on the bench when the doctor came to us and asked if we had any idea on who the cúlprit might be.

We didn't know who to suspect. The father didn't even answer or look up to the doctor, his face was still bent down wàllowing in régret... he wished he had picked up his daughter himself from school and not allow her go by the bus.

I was about answering the doctor that we had no lead or guess on who the suspect might be, when the house owner immediately stood up and said we can be able to catch the cúlprit.

He explains to us that he recently installed CCTV in our compound that same yesterday. He wasn't home, so he sent the electrician who installed it, to do it alone and with caution.

He gave him access to our compound and he

CORSET 😱😱 Why Every LADY Should NEVER Try This (PART 1)In a small city, there lived a girl named Linda. Linda was known ...
16/04/2025

CORSET 😱😱 Why Every LADY Should NEVER Try This (PART 1)

In a small city, there lived a girl named Linda. Linda was known far and wide not just for her glowing flawless skin or her radiant gentle smile but her obsession with fashion.

She wasn't just a fan of fashion; she was its devoted servant.
To Linda, fashion was life. She would scroll endlessly on her phone, hopping from one trendy outfit to another, dreaming of how she would look in each piece.

The moment she saw a dress that caught her eye, she couldn't rest until it was hers.
She would spend her last naira on clothes without a second thought.

If a vendor on Instagram posted a new dress at 11 pm, Linda would be the first to comment, "How much, please?" By the next morning, she would have sent her payment, eagerly awaiting the delivery of her latest dress.

But fashion wasn't her only obsession.

Linda loved food just as much, if not more. It was almost as if her heart beat to the rhythm of her chewing.

Whenever you saw Linda, her mouth was busy munching something, whether it was biscuits, chocolate, peanuts, or fried yam.

Linda always had a snack in her hand. If she didn’t, her friends would joke, "Are you feeling alright? Where is the food?" And Linda didn’t mind.

She would laugh and dig into her bag, pulling out a pack of cookies.
"Ah, I can’t disappoint you people now," she would say with a smile.

She had a special love for suya and shawarma.

Every night, no matter how full she was, she would order shawarma or suya to complete her day.

Yet, despite her bottomless appetite, Linda’s figure was perfect.

Her slender waist, curvy hips, and flawless skin left everyone wondering how she managed to stay that way.

People admired her for it.

Some envied her. Others couldn’t help but gossip, "How does she eat all this junk and remain like this?" Her mother, Mrs. Donald, didn’t find it amusing.

Mrs. Donald loved Linda deeply, but she constantly worried about her daughter’s heal

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