Life has not been easy. Even to feed and spend is difficult because we need to repay the loan we borrowed online.

We had to throw a lot of belongings affected by the flood away. I felt completely devastated.

I drew my neighbour’s attention to it and she laughed, thinking it was the usual thing.

Most of my business and all the drugs were damaged, including all the fish.

In my area, once the rain starts, it becomes terrible. We wear rain boots before stepping out.

When I remember how much effort I put into setting up this shop, it pains me.

The sprocket wears out faster than usual. It can last up to a year, but due to the rain, I have to replace it every few months.

Whenever there is a flood, we have to lock the school for three to four days.

Everything was soaked ‑ the chairs, the freezers were all floating.

I don't want to remember that day because it wasn’t pleasant.

Some of the young girls I’ve seen around here are 16 years old, 15 years old. Small small girls.

They fed me and other captives with good food, which was stolen from people's shops.

Sometimes editors rejected my reports, saying they were “too risky” or “too political.” But I found ways.

My shop was destroyed, my goods were scattered, and all the money I had worked so hard to save was gone.

I remember leaving the akara still frying in the oil. I didn’t carry anything, not even my money.