That thing called hate

Life seems to find us to the least point no matter how hard we try to run away from them or we try to avoid such things. They find us no matter what we do. No soul around want to find trouble to himself either does he want to be met with one. Each day that passes by does give us good, bad or the ugly stuff we never planned for ourselves, the more we dodge the more it tries to run after us with all the momentum it got.

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It is always being said around that, there are certain times we move around enjoying what the day has in stored for us then suddenly you meet your demons. It is not that you does such people anything or either have you met them in your life before, but they meet you and it seems to be like you know each other or have met on the wrong side of life before to receive the kind of treatment they show up to you. Hmmmm such is the world. These people hate you over anything you don’t know the cause to be.

A cry of a mother goes like, she closed from work one day and was called to buy some stuffs for the up keep of her home. As a kind being and a mother she had no choice than to get them quick from the supermarket. On her way back home, she made a u turn at an unappropriated street since it was dark and there were no cars on the street as at that time.

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Immediately she was stopped by an officer of the law, for making that turn to which she accepted and pleaded with the officer in any way she could by the officer insisted that they visit the station to which she agreed. Upon arrival while she was waiting for the next line of action, all she could hear were insults and all manner of things from the senior officer in-charge lambasting her with all the anger he got within himself.

Saved by nature she got a brother in a different unit who was at the police station and was annoyed by the kinds of words the senior officer was using without even hearing to the person’s involved side of the story. According to her, it was after he was drawn to that until he asked her what actually happened. When the story was told he then said there was no big deal in her situation and a simple plead would have solved it without even getting to the station in the first place.

At that instant the officer who brought her made his superior aware that she actually pleaded by, he insisted that they come to the office. As ashamed as the officer looked they then asked that she leaves her car over at the station and come back tomorrow for a bail before it is being release to her. Sooner than later the next day was in and all paper works were done to clear her out.

I remain your humble servant
ferrate