First Trip to Abuja

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Young Adult  |  House: African Romance Stories
Never been there before, Ahmed set out with two other members to represent his organization at a conference in Abuja. What he thought was going to be a straight forward and enjoyable journey turned out to be a tortuous one. After the event, he found out that there were more adventures lying in wait for him on his return back home.

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Chapter 1

Submitted: April 03, 2017

We had no choice over the bus selected anyway. Sometimes ragged buses did well on the roads while travelling. And at other times, as many people had experienced, newly acquired buses broke down on the way disappointing travellers. We hoped that our case would be that of the former. Read Chapter

Chapter 2

Submitted: April 03, 2017

He announced that the engine had knocked and that one of the tyres had deflated. He pointed out that the vehicle had not been services for a while and mentioned some other fault that the driver did not talk about. At the end of his assessment, he concluded that there was no way the bus would continue the journey. Read Chapter

Chapter 3

Submitted: April 03, 2017

Her depth of thoughts stunned me, and I didn’t have to say much to pacify her. I had hoped to make them feel better about the situation of things, but the lady wasn’t broken in spirit; same with Bashir. I was glad that they were strong-willed. For me, anything that happened was an adventure; I was a very adaptable person. Read Chapter

Chapter 4

Submitted: April 03, 2017

I beckoned on a rickety pick-up bus that appeared soon afterwards. After we discussed and agreed to take us for a reasonable fee, the three of us jumped into the back of the vehicle, and onto Okene we headed. We paid ten more than the usual charges. Read Chapter

Chapter 5

Submitted: April 03, 2017


When I returned to the conference venue, the organisers were preparing to visit Aso Mountain. I quickly enrolled to join in the trip. Bashir wasn’t interested, and so he stayed behind. Fatima was
engrossed with ladies activities. I had been smitten by the prospect of climbing the mountain we saw at Okene. Another opportunity to do so was here. I enrolled.
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Chapter 6

Submitted: April 03, 2017

Up until about 10:30 PM we were still by the roadside. At long last, a timber-carrying rickety lorry parked by the side and an average man jumped out from the driver’s seat. He was looking shabby and unkempt just like his lorry. He walked towards us and asked:

“Where una dey go?” Read Chapter

Chapter 7

Submitted: May 25, 2017

True to his claim, we got to a place where people were gathered and held lit candles. He along with the boy jumped off the vehicle after the driver stopped for them. He wished us a safe journey to our destination, and we waved him goodbye. Read Chapter

Chapter 8

Submitted: May 25, 2017

Repeatedly, the criminals attempted to steal from us. Each time, they approached our vehicle from a different direction. I was always quick to look outside and ward them off. Perhaps my huge body frame played a role in instilling fear in them, or so I thought. As darkness gave way for daylight, they were nowhere to be found. Read Chapter

Chapter 9

Submitted: May 25, 2017

As the truck danced on the road, we trudged on. This time, there were no water-holding leaves to splash water on our faces; no forest branches to hit us unannounced; no white-cloth wearing ‘ghosts’ to frighten us; not even fear of hoodlums that may attack us from the roadside; Only occasional bumps into potholes jolted us to our senses. Dusk soon cleared off as the rays of the sun was seen on the horizon. Read Chapter