My Name is Emeka, i worked with
one of the known
Nigerian bank
as a manager, things where
going well for me and
family till last year xmas when the
devil stroke all my
life and happiness away.
It was 24 Dec when i took my
wife and two children
to airport so that we can travel to
see my family in the
village, with all the joy to meet my
long time friends,
family and mate.
we got to the airport but due to
one reason or the
other our flight was postponed. I
was very angry because i was
supposed to attend
family meeting that evening, I
convinced my wife that
we should go by road and she
agreed.
We went back home, I carried my
new car and we
embark on the journey, From
Lagos to Enugu i was at
the half way of the trip on the
high way when I suddenly heard
strong sound kpom!
my new car fell brake and i was
at speed that
moment, I could not do anything,
my wife and i were
just shouting....
Oh my lovely kids, my beautiful
wife
The car speedily went and hit on
what i cant remember
The next time i woke up i saw
myself on the hospital
bed,
tears roll down my face and i ask
the Dr. where is my
wife and children?
He didnt reply instead He was
just starring at my face, i asked
again.
Pls Dr where is my family?
He sadly replied, "Am sorry sir,
we tried our best but
it was 2 late when they were
brought in, we lost
them"
I could not cry out but my heart
was in hell. The accident affected
my 2 legs which where latter
amputated.
I went home after some months
as the saddest man
on earth, crying i shud have died
for my children and
wife to survive.
All my savings where spent on
my hospital bills, my bank also
supported me with some funds.
I was removed from work since i
have no more legs
to go to work, with a twinkle of
an eye i became a
beggar.
From bank manager to street
beggar.
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