My Entry in Writing Contest

Perhaps I Was Just Being Stupid

It is all my fault. I did not follow my instincts, that inbuilt voice which warns us of impending dangers. The mighty, elegant tower which rises in the distance, punctuated by colourful streetlights, is the famous Eko Hotel in Lagos Island Nigeria. Last night, we had an all night birthday party there. And I drove off at about 4.00am, snubbing my instincts.

A few metres away from the premises of the hotel, two young men flagged down my car. I halted. They pointed a gun at me and ordered me to alight. Afterwards, they hopped into my car and zoomed off, leaving a thick cloud of dust behind.

I stood still, confused. I didn't know what to do, whether to scream. Then, an idea struck me. I brought out my phone and snapped the crime scene.Perhaps it would give the police a clue. Perhaps it was a waste of time. Perhaps I was just being stupid.