On Of The passenger who shared her photo Narrates:
I boarded a bus from Awka, after my brother dropped me at the park.
On reaching to Okwuzu junction, this woman then, started screaming, that her air is not functioning.
We stopped, she was brought down, but we couldn’t leave her there. The driver and I with support from some good people put her back, despite her size.
Her last comment was “she was going to Tarzan, Onitsha”.
I prayed, she was quiet. I held her head, her head was pounding, and her eyes was loosing it essence.
I stopped, her vital pulse was gone, no life was left. SHE WAS GONE.
She has no ID. No phone, nothing just her Nylon bag..
Pls we are at Ogidi police station Onitsha, we can share her pictures, until we can at least get someone who can identify her.
We are Nothing, but pencil, in the hands of our Creator
.Gifted Joseph narrates this sad story: