I’m not sure why I’m inclined to write this. But it’s been at the forefront of my mind that I’m going to imagine the universe has a need for it to be told. It’s not one I’ve told a lot of people - but I recently had to tell it again to a younger friend of mine to re-iterate the fact that sometimes we all make mistakes.
Without trying to sound modest, I think I was a pretty good kid. And that continued right up to University. I had friends of both sexes but particularly wouldn't hang out alone with guys I didn’t know, and my close friends and roommates would often know were I was and who I was with.
So it was quite surprising that this happened. And I often laugh and say to myself that I must have been hypnotised - or just plain silly; or more likely made a mistake.
I don’t particularly remember the finer details of how I met this young man while in my second year at Uni. It must have been on the streets close to my hostel accommodation. But we probably chatted for a little while. He was well built and mentioned that attended one of the private universities in Nigeria. He wanted to chat further, but I had to run. He asked for my phone number and suggested we meet up later. I called out the digits and ran off.