‘It Is God That Brought Me Back To Nigeria’ – Lady Who Was Trafficked To Dubai.

Queen (surname withheld) is a young girl from Edo State who left Nigeria in 2011 in search of greener pasture abroad.

In this exclusive interview with OJIEVA EHIOSUN, she gave a vivid account of how she embarked on the journey that almost sent her to an untimely death, yet coming back to Nigeria without anything to show for all her troubles. She said she is a happy girl now with total freedom in her fatherland. Excerpts…

How did it all start for?

I had a girlfriend that was in the same class with me when we were preparing for our senior secondary school exams. She was always talking about travelling abroad after finishing our exams. So, on a particular day she called me and asked if I was interested in travelling abroad, I did not waste time to say yes.

Then we had not even started our examinations; she told me that she has a sister that will do everything for us without paying money. She said that her sister had perfected plans to take her abroad the moment we finished our exams. We became closer than before, because I had always wanted a better life for myself and my husband to be. So now that I had a golden opportunity I quickly jumped at it without minding the consequences. We did not even wait to finish our examinations before my girlfriend fixed the day for us to leave Benin. But I must confess to you that it was difficult for me at first, because I did not know how to break the news to my parents who wanted me to have a good education. Before then I was also learning a trade after school hours. On that day my mother wanted me to go to work since I was not going to school.

I played tricks on my mother telling her that I had some issues to settle with my Oga, but before then I had already put my things in a place, waiting for my friend to arrive so that we could embark on the journey. Luckily when my mother left the house, my friend and I took our things and travelled to Warri to meet the lady. On getting to Warri, we met a lady whose business name is Joy. While in Warri the woman told me a lot of things and I was convinced I was in safe hands. I stayed in Warri for one month and was very worried because this was not what I expected.

When did the actual journey commence?

After some time, Joy handed me over to another woman, who was also a Benin person. That was when we started the journey to Kano. From Kano we entered the dreaded desert by road. Along the line I became ill, no food, no water, nothing was going well. When we got to a point, I almost gave up the ghost; people were drinking their urine and I did not want to drink urine.

At some place, we saw pond and the woman said I should drink and I drank the water using my hands. Later the woman said that the water I just drank was dead man’s water. There was nothing I could do because that was the only way I could gain some strength to continue the journey. When we got to a border boundary the woman sold me to a man in Abidjan, Cote d’Ivoire.

The wife of this man was a Benin woman. This was the beginning of my slavery. In Abidjan, I was kept in an underground place. There I met so many girls. It was hellish, an experience never to be forgetting so easily. For one year plus, I lived in an underground room in Abidjan without seeing outside for one day. When I almost died they brought a doctor to check me; the doctor in the process started to like me and asked me if I wanted to be free and I answered yes.

The doctor later bought a phone for me, and told me to hide it so that the people would not know that he gave me a phone. But when they discovered that the doctor was having interest in me, they changed him and brought another doctor. But I must say that God was always with me.

The former doctor had already told the new one about me, so when the new one came he started to treat me well too. There was a day the madam came and fought me inside the underground; it was really a free-for-all. With the anger in me I broke her head with a bottle. Two weeks later, the new doctor arranged for my escape.

Some days after the ugly incident, I followed the new doctor to Dubai. When we got to Dubai, I thought that my freedom had come, but I never knew that it was another round of slavery for me. There, the doctor sold me to an evil Arab man who had no regards for human life. The man kept me in another underground building in an interior village.

You don’t even know whether people existed in that place. The man only came to see me when he wanted sex. It was a very bitter experience for me. I endured a lot of terrible things; he beat me with rods, sticks and anything that he could lay his hand on if I dared say no to his request for sex.

Finally you were able to free yourself from the Arab man, how did that happen?

To regain my freedom from the evil Arab man, he asked me to put holes in my ears so that I could be going out to avoid people hunting me. I accepted to do that. I pretended to love him, told him all kinds of sweet things so that he would allow me to be going out. The man foolishly fell in real love with me, started to give me some freedom within the compound, but made his men to be watching me.

Everybody that visited him was into drugs; he was chronic drug man. So a day came he travelled for his drug business, I took some money and pretended I was going to the market, I covered my face like a real Arab woman. But I encountered some of his security men who never wanted me to go out; I told them that as a married woman I want to go to the market to buy things.

They called the man and told him, God changed his mind and he told them to allow me to go and buy things. I was praising God within me, but when I got out of the compound for the first time I did not know where to go. I just ran for my dear life. After some kilometres of running and walking, I came to a motor park and stayed there like a mad woman.

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