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This child was found around Isale Ojoo in Akinyele local Government, Ibadan, Oyo state. She did not know her name or information about herself Piz kindly help to repost to locate her parent or any of her guidance and come to Ojoo Police station Ibadan, Oyo state Please help repost fast🙏, a mother will be distressed

Too painful not to see your kids. For 7days now, the girl has been missing and the boy too. May Heaven bring them back safely without any harm, Amen.

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Please Retweet until she is found,She is still missing Omphile Sethole

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Nigerians please we need justice for Elozino Joshualia Ogege. My secondary school friend. She wasn’t just a classmate, she was my friend we sat together in school. She was a decent girl. Elo was not wayward. They killed her Nigerians. They plucked her eyes while she was alive, breast and heart before she died. She was a brilliant student, a first-class student from 100 level to 300 level at Delta State University Delsu. She only went to look for a house to rent Nigerians😭 She told a security man working in DELSU, Onoriode (Onos), who had access to the school environment that she was looking for a house, he then told her he would help her get accommodation. That was how he lured her. Delsu claimed they are contract staff from a security company. Guess what? This security man is an Ex-convict. He did not act alone. He worked with other Yahoo boys including Desmond and their gang and with the help of a security supervisor identified as Nwosisi Benedict Uche. The mastermind was a Yahoo boy who came from Ghana, and got those Yahoo boys to look for a girl for ritual for him. He had 2 houses already in Abraka. Elo was not their first victim. They planned it. They waited for her inside the school environment, campus 3, overpowered her by putting something on her face and took her away. They drove her out of Abraka into a bush. According to their own confession, Elozino was crying and begging them to let her go even after they took her eyes alive she was still begging them. 😭 But they did not stop. They killed her and removed parts of her body for ritual purposes to use for what they call “Yahoo Plus” money rituals. They took those parts to a native doctor identified as Ojokojo Robinson Obajero, who they believed would perform money rituals for them. The police tracked her phone and arrested them after the family reported she was missing because they couldn't reach her. The Delta State Police PRO, DSP Andrew Aniamaka, confirmed that the suspects confessed and that the crime started as a missing person case before turning into a murder investigation. Even the Commissioner of Police at the time, Muhammad Mustafa, confirmed arrests and said they were ritual killers. One of the masterminds even died while trying to escape arrest. But since 2018… what has happened? Elon have had no justice since 2018. The case has been in court. Adjournment after adjournment. Delay after delay. Years have passed. No clear justice. Are they bringing the judge? My friend left her house to look for accommodation and never came back. She trusted the wrong person a security man inside her own school. Delsu refused to show concern for their negligence. How can you employ an Ex-convict? Why would a security company employ an Ex-convict? Elo is gone we know but we want justice. And till today, it feels like justice is still being delayed. Nigerians, how long will this continue? How long will young girls keep dying like this? How long will cases like this be forgotten? Please speak up. Please don’t let this case die. Please people I'm begging y'all to help us speak. They already confessed to doing it. They should have been sentenced to death already. All the people involved. Help us cry for justice @Hybrid_Ola @_meera__abdul @AdageorgeA @oku_yungx @Austeiin @lilyally98 @instablog9ja This is the news on BBC. It's everywhere on the Internet too google.com/amp/s/www.bbc.… #JusticeForElozino #EndRitualKillings

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My name is Zainab. I’m 27 years old. An SS. That is, I live with sickle cell disease. My parents are both AS. Oh, they They knew. They were told. They still married. They said God approved it. They said love would be enough. They said faith would cover the consequences. I am the consequence. I was diagnosed before I was two. My childhood memories are not playgrounds or cartoons,they are; hospitals, needles, and adults whispering when they thought I couldn’t hear. In primary school, I missed classes so often that teachers stopped asking why. Some classmates thought I was pretending. Some thought I was cursed. I learned early how to smile while feeling different. By secondary school, the pain episodes became more frequent. I would wake up excited for school and end the day on a hospital bed. I watched my mates grow normally while my life moved in pauses, school, hospital, recovery, repeat. At 15, I lost my younger brother to sickle cell. We were both SS. That day changed me forever. My parents broke down in front of me — crying, apologizing, saying “We followed faith. We didn’t think…” But the damage had already been done. Sometimes I forgive them. Sometimes I resent them deeply. Both feelings live in me. In university, I tried to be normal. I joined sickle cell advocacy groups, volunteered with awareness organizations, spoke at events, encouraged parents to test their genotype. People call me strong. They call me a warrior. What they don’t see is me crying alone at night after another silent pain episode. They don’t see the fear that comes with planning a future in a body that doesn’t always cooperate. And Relationships? That’s another wound. I’ve been loved… briefly. The moment conversations turn serious about marriage, children, commitment….they leave. Some are honest. Some ghost me. Some promise forever and disappear quietly. One man once said he would do anything for me. He talked about taking me abroad, better care, a life without fear. I believed him. For the first time, my heart rested. Then one day, he stopped calling. That heartbreak triggered one of the worst crises I’ve had as an adult. Not because of physical stress but because hope collapsed. Now I’m older. The pain episodes come differently. Less dramatic, but more exhausting. My body recovers slower. My fears are heavier. I ask myself questions my parents never asked each other. I am strong, yes. But I am tired. If you are AS and the person you love is AS, please love your unborn children enough to stop and think. Faith is not a license to ignore knowledge. I am a proof to that I didn’t ask to be a lesson. But if my life can prevent another child from being born into avoidable pain, then my voice matters. That’s why I’m writing this to you. Because people listens to you and this story needs to be heard. I hope that your audience share this till it reaches those who are about to walk by faith and not by sight, Sickle Cell is real!. Adeyinka, keep rescuing lives, I love how you raise awareness and say the truth unapologetically, those who do not like you are probably those who wish they could be you. Have you met you?. Oh,I see you Queen Ade💪🏻

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Please retweet. His mother is in extreme distress. She’s a single mother and she’s losing her mind. This kid has been missing for a few days now. Around Agbara and Ojo. Bikonu, retweet. Please retweet. His name is Chidera.

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