This life is very funny at times because sometimes, where you didn't expect to meet kindness is always where you will meet it, and most times, people you never expected to be kind become the kindest people ever; why the people who shine outside like kind people are those with the darkest heart.
I love this prompt because it brought back memories of years ago when I met an unexpected kindness. I have just relocated to Port Harcourt and don't know how the city runs at night, so one of these nights I have to go out to go get something. In fact, I will say it was the longest night of my life.
However, I asked my cousin if it was safe to go out by 8:00pm because I needed to get fried yam across another street. On getting to the place it turns out that the woman did not fry yam that day.
I felt disappointed and I had to go to another place to get it. Which has extended to two more streets after mine. There's this place where bad boys usually gather to smoke, and they used to call me sister christy.
Most times, when I'm passing, if they are smoking, they will just hide their smoke; you will see them hailing me first; that is how I will know that they are smoking but just pretending as if they are not. I preach for them most times, give them track, and invite them to church service or church programs.
At times, when they see me on Sunday morning passing, they would run away because I had a way of always dragging one or two persons to church, but that was just it. On this day that I went out to buy fried yam, As I bought the fried yam, on my way coming back just close to where they are, there was an armed robbery attack, bullets were just flying all around, people were running Helter skelter.
I, too, was among people running for my dear life; a bullet just touched the person that was in front of me, and he fell down. I stood there frozen out of fear, and suddenly, someone grabbed me and pushed me inside the house and locked the door. I was still recovering from the shock. When I turned to look at where I was.
I happened to be the only girl among those boys, and I was asked to sit down and not to talk; this robbery continued for completely 4 hours and, in fact, from robbery to cult wahala. I couldn't go back to the house, but this boys made me feel so comfortable; at the end of the whole chaos', they took me home by themselves. They even knocked out a chemist to treat my injury that night and paid.
When I was telling people about the boys who saved me, they felt it was a lie because they said those boys were heartless and didn't care who was who. That is where I received the rare kindness cause the person who dragged me inside actually put his own life in danger. What if when he came out to drag me, a bullet touched him.
Where I was treated poorly, was my own household people. My father's only sister, that woman showed me the meaning of maltreatment. I had to live with her because my grandma refused to stay with her except if I came along. So, for the sake of my grandma, who was sick then. I suffered greatly in her hand after my grandma died. I didn't even spend an extra day there. I left the next day cause the only reason for enduring was gone.
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I guess this is why they say "don't judge a book by its cover", your not judging the said "Bad boys" made them have the courage to protect you in your time of need.
Till today i no dey forget that guy
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STOPWow, that was a narrow escape.Thank God for your life
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