Xenophobia: Lady narrates horrible experience during Protest, says Nigeria is sick

Following the sad news of Nigerians being killed in South Africa that emerged on Sunday, September 1, some Nigerians took to the streets to protest the xenophobic attacks, but some of them used the opportunity to commit crimes against fellow Nigerians.

We had reported that the protesters took to South African businesses located in Nigeria to wreak havoc which led to looting and destruction of properties.

A Nigerian lady has narrated her experience with the protesters on Wednesday, September 4. The lady took to her Instagram page to recount how she was attacked by protesters on her way back home from work.

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The lady explained that the protesters threw big stones at her car and broke the windows. She noted that the broken glass penetrated her skin and cut her in several places.

According to her, she was not in the wrong place, she was exactly where she was supposed to be. She expressed sadness, saying that she lives in a sick country where people would attack their own.

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Nigeria is sick.
This happened to me yesterday. Less than 5 minutes from my house. You claim you are protesting the killing of Nigerians in South Africa so what do you do? You try to kill Nigerians in Nigeria too.
I wasn’t in the wrong place at the wrong time. I was exactly where I was meant to be – on my way home after a long day at work. My car wasn’t tinted, so they could clearly see the occupants were everyday people like them. The first person to wield the long stick in my direction was a woman. Then the men joined in. My driver kept shouting ‘e bend, e bend’ so I adopted a brace position. Just as I did, rocks flew into the car, right where I sat, one of them with such force that it crashed through the window and ripped off the seat fabric. They surrounded my car and broke both the front and rear glasses and all the windows. And did they leave us? No, they kept chasing, as though telling themselves the havoc they had wreaked wasn’t nearly enough. How my driver managed to get us out remains a mystery (remind me to never complain about him again, lol)

With glass pieces all over me and blood trickling from my face, arms and legs, we kept driving. Chevron Drive was the only relatively sane place around so I called my friend, Nkem @foodfashionfusion who went above and beyond to take care of us, not minding glass pieces all over her house.
I’ve been checked and I’m fine. My head hurts cos there are still splinters all over my hair. But my heart hurts more because I live in a sick country. This country is starting to devour its own but we will not be afraid of the arrows that fly by day…
#shoprite #xenophobiaprotests #lekki #reprisal #besafe

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Nigeria is sick. This happened to me yesterday. Less than 5 minutes from my house. You claim you are protesting the killing of Nigerians in South Africa so what do you do? You try to kill Nigerians in Nigeria too. I wasn’t in the wrong place at the wrong time. I was exactly where I was meant to be – on my way home after a long day at work. My car wasn’t tinted, so they could clearly see the occupants were everyday people like them. The first person to wield the long stick in my direction was a woman. Then the men joined in. My driver kept shouting ‘e bend, e bend’ so I adopted a brace position. Just as I did, rocks flew into the car, right where I sat, one of them with such force that it crashed through the window and ripped off the seat fabric. They surrounded my car and broke both the front and rear glasses and all the windows. And did they leave us? No, they kept chasing, as though telling themselves the havoc they had wreaked wasn’t nearly enough. How my driver managed to get us out remains a mystery (remind me to never complain about him again, lol) With glass pieces all over me and blood trickling from my face, arms and legs, we kept driving. Chevron Drive was the only relatively sane place around so I called my friend, Nkem @foodfashionfusion who went above and beyond to take care of us, not minding glass pieces all over her house. I’ve been checked and I’m fine. My head hurts cos there are still splinters all over my hair. But my heart hurts more because I live in a sick country. This country is starting to devour its own but we will not be afraid of the arrows that fly by day… #shoprite #xenophobiaprotests #lekki #reprisal #besafe

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