Mugged

Good Monday, folks. Well today again, I was struck by the anguish that comes with losing a phone, well , I am offline. operating from a phone which I keep forgetting about. Today I skipped  a meet up because I don't have a good phone. Well I have a history of been mugged, Like it has happened loads of time that I even became immune to losing phones. It does not hurt me anymore once I lose a phone. It is a  norm already, to me though. A streak I hope  it is over.

In less than an year, I have been mugged twice, like good contact with the robbers and one was a pick pocket. Three good phones. I couldnt.t talk about cheap phones, also not that they were too expensive. Anyway they were good phones that I was proud of owning. Not to mention two of previous mugs in the previous years.

About my phone that was stolen last year , close to the end. In the streets of Roysambu, a constituency in the capital city. We decided one fine evening, 2100 hours, my cousin and I that we would take the stroll, I mean visit the doctor and take some little medicine for the night. We got to the destination and we had a good transaction and we decide to walk back home slowly as the stories were getting exciting. 

Few meters away, I turn to my cousin and ask her if we would take a ride home because I really wanted to take the medicine, it had been a long day. foolishly I chose to answer back and chose to rather walk still and continue to make stories. Guess the stories built and we even became active participants in the story. Not even a hundred meters from where we were to get a rider from , Boom.

A young man with some unkempt hair and a black scar on his face. Slender, I would give him  a spear and throw him on the other side of the road . I  could not do that, man had a pistol. I did not want to know if it was fake or real innit. The driver was in helmet and was a little bulky compared to the one harassing  us. We just had to corporate and give our phones away. that was too painful. The man also went to the extent of abusing us. throwing heavy words on us. In my mind, I was really asking if it was necessary to do all that. Anyway it happened

That was how easy we were mugged. Good thing we were safe, no one got hurt, but my cousin had a panic attack of her life. 

Love folks,

TUSHEE

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