I woke up on Sunday morning excited, although I had a bad dream which I didn’t pray against properly like I should have, and I just had this sinking feeling that something bad was going to happen I don’t know why…
I was excited because I was going to see SCOMISS, we’ve been friends since secondary school and she was having a lil get together at her crib and I just couldn’t wait.
Cooked breakfast for the fam, had my bath, and headed for my hostel….i took a bus….i was happy to find a bus quickly usually it takes like 45minutes…but a bus just passed my way and I hopped in.
They stopped to buy fuel at a petrol station and wasted our time, lost in my thoughts, thinking bout how the days going to be like..next thing I hear is
FIRE! FIRE! FIRE!
The back of the bus is on FIRE!
Oh my God! The rush to get out was mad, I couldn’t get out….i have never been so scared in my life..we were still at the Fuel pump….at the petrol station, I couldn’t get out..cause everyone was rushing…I just prayed that nothing happened with me still in the bus.
Finally I got out….and I ran…I tell u I ran with reckless abandon…I just wanted to get away from the fuel station….i realised I forgot my paper bag in the bus but that was the least of my problems..i had my bag with me.
There was fire on the floor near the bus….and I kept running…..till I was at a safe distance….Thank God…someone smart got something to put out the fire on the floor…but the bus was still on fire…a fire extinguisher was brought out from God knows where and they were able to put it out.
I still couldn’t go back, I was breathing fast, I wanted to cry…I was scared. It could have turned out differently.
I thought about just leaving the scene, but then my paper bag. What was in it sef, my phone charger, ipod charger, deodorant, two shirts and my boxers..and oh….my payints!!! I have to go and get it. When I was sure they had put out the fire I checked the bus but I didn’t see it at first tot they had stolen it…but later saw it under the seat. Got my money and got the hell out of there.
When I got to my hostel I cried and I called mumcy, dad and my bro and told em what happened, and my friends.
I just thank God, because he deserves all the glory, thank him for his mercies…cause it could have turned out horribly and I might not have been here typing this…so please help me thank God oh…..
I later went to Sheila’s (SCOMISS)..tried to forget what ensued in the morning…and we had a blast…me, odun and layo…ate too much cake…met a couple of nice people…I even joked about how I was running with my,I didn’t even care that everything was bouncing, I was running like mad, I didn’t even know I could run like that sha….had fun!
I thank God! Thank u Jesus. Thank u.