My name is Esther Nwachukwu and I've come to return all honor and adoration to the mighty God we serve in this commission. On that faithful Tuesday I went shopping in the main market, Onitsha after which I headed to church for my choir rehearsals. Though throughout the day, I had my children in mind in an unusual way so strong that I thought of not attending the rehearsal.

After the rehearsals came to a heavy downpour that made it almost impossible for me to catch a bus home. While I was waiting, I got a distress call from two of my neighbors saying that I should leave whatever I was doing and rush home that they don't understand what happened in my house and that everywhere was covered with blood.I wasn't scared.

I was still myself waiting for a bus but I was wrapped in fear when my husband called and said I should remain in church or wherever I was until something happens to his daughter. Aaaah I had to enter just any bus cutting the journey until I got home. 

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