NGOR SAMBA IS AN INCREDIBLE WRITER

THE WINNER FOR APRIL 25TH COMPETITION!!

Today we have another story. It's an intellectual game where all you have to do is pick up where the tale left off. Expand on the explanation in your own words, but don't go too far from the topic.

                           𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐋𝐎𝐓

Shell New Road is Kissy's core and business district in Freetown. Almost all home utensils are sold there, as well as a variety of essential services such as printing presses, hospitals, and gasoline stations.

The mobility of certain hustlers who claim to offer transportation service is one of the most fascinating characteristics of Shell New Road that I always enjoy.

I was once on my way to Bo and needed to stop in Shell to board a vehicle. My first choice was to take the government bus service for safety grounds.

Sooner When I got to Shell New Road, one of these touters came up to me and said, "Bo?, Bo?, Bo?" I said Yes, I'm heading to Bo; nevertheless, I would want to use the government bus. The man informed me that there were no government buses available, but that he had a better choice for me, which he referred to as a "NGO vehicle." I didn't realize he was lying since he seemed so innocent and convincing. 

          𝐍𝐆𝐎𝐑 𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐀 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐄𝐒 

Due to my acute desire to leave for Bo, I followed him as he took my luggage to the purported NGO vehicle. Upon crossing the road to the other side, I was astonished to realize that there was no NGO vehicle but rather an old serena vehicle almost fully loaded with dry fish from funkia in and up the vehicle with only two passengers spaces left. Even though there were already two passengers, he still intended to compress us to be three but his intention was met with resistance by me as I am seriously against traveling in a congested vehicle. Having declined going, he started using insulting statements against me but due to my calm and civilized nature, I carefully ignored him. Whilst trying to head for Jui and look for another vehicle, I saw a government bus from a distance which was coming from Central bus station heading for Bo. I quickly took my bag and went closer waving my hand and the vehicle stopped. Feeling lucky, I went where the vehicle parked and watched as the driver came out to give an item wrapped in a black nylon plastic to one road safety officer and quickly climb the vehicle again and left. I couldn't travel with the bus because it was already filled and has a policy of no congestion. That day I didn't travel simply because I choose safety over urgency. 

END.