Omomayowa🇳🇬✈
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Omomayowa🇳🇬✈
@Humblemaccca
Muslim 👳🏽 Chelsea Fan 💙

The 2026 World Cup will create a whole new set of millionaires. I hope you’ve already picked a hustle🤗




Something crazy happened to me and @KutthroatG_ involving officers of the FRSC while driving through Ibadan today. Check Qts for details



NO cheating, post your last saved image without any context 💀

I am healed now so I will share this.. I’ll try to make this as brief as possible and I’m sharing this publicly for the first time in 20 years. It started after my junior secondary school Waec. I told my mum I wanted to visit my dad in Badagry because I missed him badly. My mum was uncomfortable with the idea because my dad already had another wife then and she didn’t really trust the step mum, but I kept insisting till I became sick from crying. Eventually, she took me to badagry and before leaving, I still remember her telling my dad: “Mo fẹ́ máa bá ọmọ mi sọ̀rọ̀ every day.” (I want to be speaking with my child every day.) That was the agreement before she left. My stepmum had 3 sons and the youngest was around 4 years old. He became my favourite immediately ❤️ I became their big sister and in my head, we were one big happy family. There was this woman living in another flat who constantly brought food for us every Sunday after church. Jollof rice with Chicken to be precise She was a pastor and owned the church we all attended. The strange thing was that my dad hated both the woman and the church. Every Sunday, I’d hear him arguing with my stepmum about us eating her food and attending the church, but somehow she always found a way around him. Slowly, I stopped speaking to my mum because every time I asked my dad to let me call her, he ignored me. Eventually, I got used to the silence. Now, here’s where things started getting really strange… 😔 I noticed that most people in that church were physically challenged. Almost everybody there had one issue or the other. And here are the strange things going on there, Sometimes during service, the pastor would suddenly scream: “There’s a snake at the back of the church!” And truly, people would run there and claim to see a massive snake Every Sunday came with fear. The pastor would announce things like: “God has delivered another family from witchcraft.” “A child responsible for the family’s problems has died.” Children kept dying in that church and somehow everybody celebrated it like victory because before they die, they would always confess that they were behind their family problems so of course, the family were always happy that their source of problems is gone even tho the problem still remain but one pattern I noticed in that church was this: Before “confessed” there was always already a problem in the family 😔 Then one Sunday during service, a girl named Victoria suddenly started screaming: “Please don’t k*ll me! I’ll confess!” 😭 The entire church became silent… but surprisingly, nobody looked shocked because apparently, things like that happened often there 😔 Meanwhile, it was my first time witnessing something terrifying.. I still remember the pastor questioning her: “Why did you blind your mother?” I honestly can’t remember everything Victoria said but I clearly remember one thing… Victoria told the pastor that she will open her mum’s eyes then she moved close to her mum, touched her face and sand started pouring out from the woman’s eyes. You might not believe this but I swear on my life those things happened. The pastor ordered the ushers to take Victoria to the “deliverance room.” That room was a tiny dark room with chains, blindfolds and one chair. Victoria was tied there, beaten, starved and tortured for 7 days all in the name of “deliverance” The next Sunday, they announced she had died. And the scary part? Her parents were happy because they believed “the witch tormenting the family” was finally gone. Meanwhile, her mother was still blind. As a child, something inside me knew none of it was right 😔 I started having nightmares constantly of dying but I had nobody to tell because I still couldn’t speak to my mum. Then one day, my dad came back from work looking unusually sad 😔 Apparently, he had lost his job. The whole house became heavy and quiet because everyone knew things were about to get difficult. The pastor then declared that

What or who almost killed you?



















