*YOUR BANK ACCOUNT SHOULD BE PRIVATE*

PLEASE READ AND LEARN: He was greeting me but I didn't recognise him.

I moved closer to him and I left my mouth opened in awe. He is a well known person.

The clothe plug, he owned a boutique so I buy clothes from him.

He was looking pale and lean with rashes all over his body. There were poka dots like on his skin, an infection probably from water or contaminated food.

He gave a faint smile as he read my expression towards him.

He used to be a fine chubby guy.

I walked him to a corner and the expression on my face was not a pleasant one.

"Bros, what happened?...what happened to you? Why are you...oh my God, did you fall sick?" I queried.

"Hmmm...bros, sha be thanking God for me that I am here, that I'm not dead, I lost everything bro...I suffered, I don't know maybe you notice that I didn't open my shop?" He asked and I told him I didn't notice because its been a while I pass his shop side.

"What really happened? Tell me please" I asked and he started.

"I was in my shop when one of the guys that owns the shop beside me came that I should borrow him my account number he want to give it to some customers to pay for what they bought and I gave him, later in the day, I wanted to go and withdraw the money and noticed my card was declined so I walked into the bank the following morning to ask what the issue was...bro, in short, the police came in few minutes later after the manager told me to be patient while they work on it, they took me away...I was confused because I didn't know what I did, I was taken into custody and locked up....I couldn't contact anyone because my phones where seized....the following day, they removed me from where I was and locked me with some other guys...I have not contacted my people...we were brought out, removed our clothes and cuffed us, we were lined up...that was when the dpo started talking...."

When he got to that stage, I already knew what happened but was patient to hear him out.

He continued.

"He said the boys robbed someone, made him transfer all the money in his account to them, collected his car and killed him with his son that was with him in the car...."

I didn't know when I exclaimed ah!

"They killed him? Ah....that's wickedness" I exclaimed.

"Hmmm...bro, let me land...After then, they went to drop their bodies in the bush so that people won't find him, after they found him, investigation started on him and they noticed money was removed from his account, all the account the money moved into was restricted and the text restriction was apprehend on sight, it did not end there...all the money that left all those accounts where also restricted and the owners were to be apprehended on sight...Two of those guys were the ones that came to buy clothes from the guy beside me but because he didn't have an account, he came to borrow mine and that was how I ended up in trouble. "

He narrated. It was a sad one because I know the consequences of borrowing people account numbers.

The risk is so high if the fund is not coming from a trusted source.

He continued.

"Bro, we were tortured, beaten and tormented, I kept explaining but they didn't believe me, the guy that came to borrow my account number denied knowing about it, they emptied my shop and sealed it, they threatened to kill us because we robbed an innocent man and killed him, when I eventually got through to my people, they tried their possible best but with that, we were charged to court...different postponements and this resulted to another suffering...in short bro, one of them later confessed that I was not part of them, I was just a clothe seller that they paid for selling clothes to them...on the judgement day, those guys were sentenced to death and the rest of us that received money from their accounts but didn't know anything about what they did were discharged and acquainted." He narrated.

I thank God for your life bro, many don't even make it out alive.

" I thank God but I lost everything, everything I spent years working for, nothing is left bro, my business, relationship, home, dignity, respect...everything bro...just because I borrowed someone my account number to receive money...I have learnt my lesson bro" he said.

I really pitied him...I gave him what I could and dropped him off.

I was driving and couldn't stop thinking about the whole thing.

How life can change from sweet to bitter because of a little action, mistake or kindness.

Stop borrowing people your account number, it has landed many people in jail.

Don't be a victim of circumstances you know nothing about please.

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