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2 hrs agoNigerian Parents and “Come Here”
There’s a special kind of fear in this life.
Not horror movies.
Not exams.
Not even heartbreak.
It’s when your parent calls:
“COME HERE.”
No explanation.
No context.
Just vibes… and danger.
You’ll start thinking:
“What did I do?”
Even things you did in 2012 will start replaying in your head.
You’ll remember:
That time you broke plate and blamed your sibling
That missing meat incident
That lie you told about “group reading”
Suddenly, your life becomes a crime documentary.
You’ll walk slowly.
Not too fast.
Not too slow.
Because speed can determine your punishment.
Then you reach there…
And they’ll just look at you.
Silence.
Deep silence.
The type that can make your ancestors uncomfortable.
Then they’ll ask:
“Did you eat?”
You’ll be confused.
Because emotionally, you already accepted your fate.
You were ready to confess everything.
Even crimes you didn’t commit.
Then you say:
“Yes.”
And they reply:
“Okay, go.”
GO??
Just like that??
You almost faint.
Because your soul already left your body and came back.
That moment will teach you something:
Nigerian parents don’t need evidence.
They just need suspense.
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