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we stayed there for one week without going outside, this was where all the kidnappings happen mostly to those that did not used a trusted connection,

Although there was nothing like trust as far as libya was concerned everybody bear him papa name cus them no day tell man na man day decide, this were the words used over there.





we where then transferred again to another ghetto still inside sahba and it was our last bus stop of the money my friend payed.
getting there it was a fenced compound that was owned by a white arabic man who use it for goat rearing and rent it out also to a 9ja man who built a house that was roofed with tarpoly. as we entered inside we met another set of people that came also from different countries and again another ghetto boss welcomed us in.
my friend left me there after two weeks time 😢😢 because he did keep to his promise by bringing me to Libya and now it was just me and my God and the rest others that was still in the ghetto because they also had no money to further the journey.
the sun there was D. I. E it was very hot that when ever we bath it only take one minute for water to dry off our body by it self,





and everyday we do house work inside the compound when ever we did not go out to look for job if we where to eat.
we where always careful when ever we go out to look for any kind of work for any amount because our life depended on it. i change my mind in staying in Libya after seeing all the horrible thing that was going on there to cross to europe
this continued for two months till i was able to raise 100 dinars and the connection man pitied me and accepted the money from me and i awaited my next journey to Tripoli ........................





TO be continued

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Tuesday, 10 April 2018

My Regretful Journey To Europe Episode 8 ( How It All Started ) 







we stayed there for one week without going outside, this was where all the kidnappings happen mostly to those that did not used a trusted connection,

Although there was nothing like trust as far as libya was concerned everybody bear him papa name cus them no day tell man na man day decide, this were the words used over there.





we where then transferred again to another ghetto still inside sahba and it was our last bus stop of the money my friend payed.
getting there it was a fenced compound that was owned by a white arabic man who use it for goat rearing and rent it out also to a 9ja man who built a house that was roofed with tarpoly. as we entered inside we met another set of people that came also from different countries and again another ghetto boss welcomed us in.
my friend left me there after two weeks time 😢😢 because he did keep to his promise by bringing me to Libya and now it was just me and my God and the rest others that was still in the ghetto because they also had no money to further the journey.
the sun there was D. I. E it was very hot that when ever we bath it only take one minute for water to dry off our body by it self,





and everyday we do house work inside the compound when ever we did not go out to look for job if we where to eat.
we where always careful when ever we go out to look for any kind of work for any amount because our life depended on it. i change my mind in staying in Libya after seeing all the horrible thing that was going on there to cross to europe
this continued for two months till i was able to raise 100 dinars and the connection man pitied me and accepted the money from me and i awaited my next journey to Tripoli ........................





TO be continued






we stayed there for one week without going outside, this was where all the kidnappings happen mostly to those that did not used a trusted connection,

Although there was nothing like trust as far as libya was concerned everybody bear him papa name cus them no day tell man na man day decide, this were the words used over there.





we where then transferred again to another ghetto still inside sahba and it was our last bus stop of the money my friend payed.
getting there it was a fenced compound that was owned by a white arabic man who use it for goat rearing and rent it out also to a 9ja man who built a house that was roofed with tarpoly. as we entered inside we met another set of people that came also from different countries and again another ghetto boss welcomed us in.
my friend left me there after two weeks time 😢😢 because he did keep to his promise by bringing me to Libya and now it was just me and my God and the rest others that was still in the ghetto because they also had no money to further the journey.
the sun there was D. I. E it was very hot that when ever we bath it only take one minute for water to dry off our body by it self,





and everyday we do house work inside the compound when ever we did not go out to look for job if we where to eat.
we where always careful when ever we go out to look for any kind of work for any amount because our life depended on it. i change my mind in staying in Libya after seeing all the horrible thing that was going on there to cross to europe
this continued for two months till i was able to raise 100 dinars and the connection man pitied me and accepted the money from me and i awaited my next journey to Tripoli ........................





TO be continued







we stayed there for one week without going outside, this was where all the kidnappings happen mostly to those that did not used a trusted connection,


Although there was nothing like trust as far as libya was concerned everybody bear him papa name cus them no day tell man na man day decide, this were the words used over there.





we where then transferred again to another ghetto still inside sahba and it was our last bus stop of the money my friend payed.
getting there it was a fenced compound that was owned by a white arabic man who use it for goat rearing and rent it out also to a 9ja man who built a house that was roofed with tarpoly. as we entered inside we met another set of people that came also from different countries and again another ghetto boss welcomed us in.
my friend left me there after two weeks time 😢😢 because he did keep to his promise by bringing me to Libya and now it was just me and my God and the rest others that was still in the ghetto because they also had no money to further the journey.
the sun there was D. I. E it was very hot that when ever we bath it only take one minute for water to dry off our body by it self,





and everyday we do house work inside the compound when ever we did not go out to look for job if we where to eat.
we where always careful when ever we go out to look for any kind of work for any amount because our life depended on it. i change my mind in staying in Libya after seeing all the horrible thing that was going on there to cross to europe
this continued for two months till i was able to raise 100 dinars and the connection man pitied me and accepted the money from me and i awaited my next journey to Tripoli ........................





TO be continued

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