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How Christiana Oluwasesin was Brutally Murdered for Allegedly Tearing the Quran in 2007

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Christiana Oluwatoyin Oluwasesin was happy and lively when she arrived at the Government Secondary School of Gandu, in the northern Nigerian state of Gombe on the 21st of March, 2007, where she teaches government.

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She was glad that she would soon be with her husband after the final day of exams that fateful day, but her joy on her last day at the school would be short-lived.

Students, largely Muslims between the ages of 12 and 14, alongside outside Islamic extremists, murdered Oluwasesin that day after accusing her of desecrating a copy of the Quran.

The mob stoned, stripped, beat and stabbed her to death, and her body was later burned beyond recognition, according to reports.

The incident, which remains unsolved to date, reignited discussions about the freedom of religion and the sanctity of human life in Nigeria.

On that March 21, Oluwasesin was supervising a class writing a final examination on Islamic Religious Knowledge, and to prevent cheating and other examination malpractices, she collected books, papers, and bags before the exam began in the all-female class and dropped them in front of the class, Aluke Musa Yila, a fellow teacher at the school, told Compass, even though other local reports said she tossed the materials outside the classroom.

“Usually such items are returned to every student as each returns her answer script,” said Yila, who said he witnessed the gruesome murder of Oluwasesin. “Soon after the bags collected by Oluwasesin were dropped in front of the class, one of the girls in the class began to cry.

She told her colleagues that she had a copy of the Quran in her bag, that Oluwasesin touched the bag, and that by doing so she had desecrated the Quran since she was a Christian.”

Right after, students in the class began shouting “Allahu Akbar (God is great).”

“It was at this point that I was attracted to the riotous scene in that class, and I then rushed there,” said Yila. “How could a teacher know that that there was a copy of the Quran in a student’s bag if this was not pointed out to her?”

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Yila alerted staff members in the school who rushed to the scene to try and bring calm. In the process, Yila was able to take Oluwasesin out of the class to the office of the principal.

“The principal left me and Oluwasesin in his office and also went there to calm down the Muslim students. Knowing that the students may soon come to this office, I pushed Oluwasesin into the bathroom in this office and then locked up the office,” he said.

He then went back to the scene and was shocked to find that outside Muslim extremists had joined the chaos, destroying school property and demanding that Oluwasesin be given to them to be stoned to death.

The mob believed that she had torn up a copy of the Quran, a book considered holy to over a billion people, and it’s a sin.

“When we could not give in by releasing Oluwasesin to them, they started stoning us,” Yila said. READ FULL STORY HERE>>>CLICK HERE TO CONTINUE READING>>>

In the midst of the violence, school officials and the police were unable to get access to Oluwasesin to save her as students hit them with stones and forced them to retreat.

“While we were thinking of ways to take Oluwasesin out of the school, the Muslims broke into the principal’s office and dragged her out,” Yila said.

“The principal rushed there to save her as they clubbed her with an iron on the head and blood was gushing out from the wounded side of the head. He was pleading that they should not kill her, but they were insisting that she must be killed.”

“The principal succeeded in getting Christiana Oluwasesin up to the school gate,” he said. “There was a house near the gate, and he dragged her into the house, but the rioting Muslims went into the house and dragged her out again. This time, they clubbed her to death, brought old mats and placed dirt on her corpse, and then burned the body.”

The students went ahead to set fire to classrooms, the library, Oluwasesin’s car and the motorcycle of Yila, who had then fled the scene.

Fire personnel at the time said they could not get to the area as all roads leading to the school which had a student population of about 4,000, with about 10 percent being Christian, were blocked.

After the incident, 16 suspects were arrested but were released without charge, a decision that angered many rights organizations, including the Christian community in Nigeria.

Oluwasesin’s husband Femi and the children headed to court, demanding that the state government accept liability and compensate the family for the death of his wife. But the Federal High Court, Gombe, refused to handle the case, on grounds that it did not have adequate security to maintain law and order during the trial.

With the help of a non-governmental organization, Femi dragged the state government to the Federal High Court, Yola, in neighboring Adamawa State, and as of 2010, the suit was still pending.

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“[My children] are a constant reminder of my dear wife and how we both desire to raise them in the ways of the Lord. I have no option but to forgive those who have taken my wife’s life away even though justice has not yet prevailed,” Femi was quoted to have said.

Femi met and married Christiana Oluwasesin on August 28, 2003. The two had gone to Gombe on a one-year mandatory National Youth Service Scheme of the Nigerian government.

After the service year, they were employed by the Gombe state government; his wife got a job as a teacher and he became a laboratory technician at a local hospital.

Apart from learning to live with grief following the loss of his wife, Femi began receiving death threats from anonymous callers in 2010, ordering him to withdraw the case he instituted against the state government.

In all of these, what baffles many is the fact that throughout the chaos that killed Christiana Oluwasesin, the copy of the Quran which was said to have been desecrated was never seen.

“Whether the Quran was in the bag of that student, nobody knows,” Yila said.

 

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Man Drugs 2-Year-Old Baby With Cocaine So He Can Abuse Her While The Mom Lets Him –

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Cases of abuse against children seem to be more common but are no less shocking despite their regularity.

Recently, a shocking case of child abuse came to light for law enforcement in Madison County, Illinois when a two-year-old was taken for medical help by her mother.

Staff at the medical facility immediately identified abuse against the child and called in law enforcement to investigate further.

The shocking details of the case came to the attention of the public when they were released after the child’s mother, Lacey Take and her partner, Matthew Miller appeared in court…Click Here To Continue Reading>> …Click Here To Continue Reading>>

 

The details of the case are shocking and reveal the lack of care for her daughter from 31-year-old Take and the depravity of 40-year-old Miller.

The case against the two detailed the two-year-old was assaulted by Miller on at least two occasions on July 10th and 23rd.

Authorities believe Take knew her daughter had been sexually assaulted by Miller, but she failed to inform law enforcement or medical professionals of the abuse.

It is believed the mother of the child continued to leave Miller alone with her daughter despite the abuse she had already suffered.

Court papers reveal the shocking events of the two weeks endured by the infant who has been taken to Cardinal Glennon Children’s Hospital where she is undergoing treatment. READ FULL STORY HERE>>>CLICK HERE TO CONTINUE READING>>>

Police believe the couple was using cocaine prior to the abuse of the two-year-old with reports stating the drug was used to subdue the child during the periods of abuse.

Miller is accused of sexually assaulting the child and biting her during the attacks which police believe took place two weeks apart.

When medical assistance was finally sought for the child following the second assault that took place on June 23rd, medical staff at Anderson Hospital, Troy, Illinois called in police because they suspected abuse had taken place.

Police reports show medical staff identified human bites covering the body of the two-year-old, including those identified on her leg, foot, and hand.

Appearing in court, the couple were charged with a range of crimes including three charges of sexual assault and four of aggravated battery for Matthew Miller.

Police do not believe Lacey Take took part in the sexual abuse of her daughter but they do agree she was complicit in knowing the abuse was ongoing and failed to act in the interests of the child.

Take was eventually charged with two counts of child endangerment and permitting sexual abuse of a child.

The seriousness of the crimes committed by Take and Miller was shown in the high level of bail set at $1 million for Miller and $500,000 for Take.

 

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Wife Comes Home After Long Trip and Catches Husband with Her Mom Are Doing THIS in The Kitchen –

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Sabrina, a 25-year-old archaeologist, had roamed the globe uncovering ancient secrets and braving forgotten ruins. Yet, no matter where she went, her thoughts always drifted back to Franklin, her partner. Franklin, a 30-year-old history professor, had entered her life under the dim lights of a museum, their shared curiosity sparking an undeniable connection. When Franklin proposed during a candlelit rooftop dinner in his classic apartment, Sabrina’s joy was immediate and overwhelming. She said yes without hesitation, and as Franklin slid the ring onto her finger, their embrace marked the intertwining of two lives…Click Here To Continue Reading>> …Click Here To Continue Reading>>

 

Eager to introduce Franklin to her mother, Veronica, Sabrina drove with him to her childhood home in the countryside. The house, framed by a rose-covered fence and surrounded by fields and forests, felt like a world apart from their busy lives. When Veronica opened the door, her eyes studied Franklin with fleeting recognition.

“He looks so much like Francis,” she murmured, her voice tinged with something Sabrina couldn’t place.

“Who’s Francis, Mom?” Sabrina asked, puzzled.

Veronica hesitated before replying, “An old friend of mine.”

Sabrina sensed something odd but brushed it off, thinking her mother’s reaction was just nerves. What she didn’t realize was that her mother’s past was about to cast a long shadow over their future.


In the early days of their new life together, Sabrina, Franklin, and Veronica filled their home with laughter and warmth. They gathered around the dining table, shared meals, and reminisced over Sabrina’s childhood. Franklin quickly became part of the family, and Veronica’s initial reserve melted into genuine affection for her future son-in-law.

One evening, as Sabrina flipped through old photo albums, her phone rang. The urgency in her voice cut through the cozy atmosphere as she learned of a week-long assignment in Egypt. Excitement sparkled in her eyes as she hugged Franklin goodbye.

“I’ll be back soon. Wait for me,” she whispered.

Franklin’s smile was soft but sincere. “I’ll wait for you,” he replied, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

With Sabrina away, Veronica and Franklin spent more time together. Meals carried a nostalgic flavor for Franklin, as though he had tasted them before. Evenings turned into chess games, a ritual they both enjoyed. Veronica began noticing uncanny similarities between Franklin and Francis, her lost love from years ago—his subtle habits, the way he sipped his tea, his laughter, and his strategic moves on the chessboard. It became harder to dismiss the notion that these similarities were more than coincidence.

One evening, as they prepared dinner, Franklin accidentally cut his palm. Veronica swiftly grabbed a first-aid kit, but as she bandaged his hand, her breath caught. A small scar on his palm mirrored one Francis had from a childhood accident. Veronica’s hands trembled as she retrieved an old photograph of herself and Francis and handed it to Franklin.

Franklin’s gaze locked onto the photo. A wave of dizziness struck him as memories once murky began to crystallize. Faces, places, and moments he had forgotten surged forward. His past, a puzzle missing critical pieces, now began to make sense. Veronica, too, saw the truth as the puzzle pieces aligned.


Sabrina returned home eager to reunite with Franklin, but unease crept in as her neighbor, Delilah, mentioned seeing Franklin and Veronica unusually close, even dancing together in the living room. Entering the house, Sabrina’s heart sank at the sight of Franklin and Veronica locked in an intimate embrace.

“What is going on here?” Sabrina choked out, tears springing to her eyes. READ FULL STORY HERE>>>CLICK HERE TO CONTINUE READING>>>

Veronica and Franklin exchanged heavy glances, their faces etched with guilt and sorrow. Veronica took a shaky breath.

“Sabrina, there’s something you need to know,” Veronica began. “Franklin isn’t who you think he is. He’s actually Francis—your biological father.”

The words hit Sabrina like a punch. Her mind raced, struggling to process the revelation. Franklin stepped forward, his voice trembling.

“It’s true,” he confessed. “When I was with Veronica, fragments of my memories returned. I was Francis, deeply in love with her, but I lost those memories after a lightning strike. I didn’t age, and I became someone else—Franklin. I had no idea I had a daughter, no idea about my past until now.”


On a stormy afternoon years ago, Francis and Veronica had a heated argument. In a moment of fury, Francis stormed out into the tempest. Lightning struck him, erasing his memories and halting his aging. He wandered into a new city, unaware of the family he had left behind. It was only after reconnecting with Veronica and Sabrina that his memories resurfaced.

Sabrina’s world crumbled. The man she had loved and planned to marry was her biological father. Overwhelmed, she fled into the torrential rain, desperate to escape the unbearable truth.


Veronica and Franklin raced after her, calling her name through the storm. Near the edge of the forest, they found Sabrina beneath a tree, shivering and drenched. Veronica sprinted to her daughter, but Sabrina shrank back.

“Why has everything turned out like this?” Sabrina sobbed.

Veronica, tears streaming down her face, took Sabrina’s trembling hand. “I’m so sorry, my dear. I never knew Francis was alive. I never wanted this to happen.”

Suddenly, lightning tore through the sky. Franklin lunged forward, pulling Sabrina out of harm’s way. The lightning struck him, and he collapsed. Veronica rushed to his side but slipped and hit her head, losing consciousness.


At the hospital, the doctors revealed that Franklin had survived, but the lightning had triggered a change—he was aging normally again. Gray streaks appeared in his hair, and wrinkles lined his face. As Franklin and Veronica regained consciousness, the family embraced, their tears mingling with relief.

Despite the pain, Sabrina began to accept the truth of her origins. Conversations with Veronica helped mend their fractured relationship. She came to see Franklin’s love for her as her father, not a mistake, and found forgiveness in her heart.

Ten years later, Sabrina had become a renowned archaeologist, her life filled with adventures and discoveries across the globe. Through it all, she carried a profound peace, knowing that love and forgiveness had been the cornerstones of her healing and growth.

 

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A Poor Cleaner Stole Her Boss’s Used Condom, What She Did with it, left everyone In Shock –

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At 25, McKenzie, a graduate of a prestigious school, had no interest in hard work or gradual success. Instead, she dreamed of luxury and opulence, believing the quickest path to it was landing a wealthy man. While her classmates built careers, McKenzie hunted for rich men, but none met her high standards.

One day, while in Times Square, her eyes landed on Vincent’s image on a huge billboard. Vincent, in his 40s, was the owner of a renowned private bank. McKenzie’s eyes sparkled with opportunity. She soon learned that Vincent needed a housekeeper for his grand estate. Wasting no time, she applied for the position and was hired. McKenzie’s plan was clear: get close to Vincent, seduce him, and secure the luxurious life she craved…Click Here To Continue Reading>> …Click Here To Continue Reading>>

 

One evening, as Vincent showered, McKenzie explored his bedroom. Her eyes fell on a used condom in the trash. An impulsive idea struck her. She took it, intending to get pregnant and bind Vincent to her. McKenzie hadn’t considered the true cost of her reckless gamble.

After successfully becoming pregnant, McKenzie quit her job, eager to start her new life with the twins she believed were Vincent’s. She spent months meticulously planning her next steps—giving birth and confronting Vincent to demand his support. Convinced that presenting the children would force him to accept her and elevate her into his high society world, she waited for the perfect moment.

When the twins were born, McKenzie, fueled by excitement and confidence, brought them to Vincent’s home. She demanded that he acknowledge the children and provide financial support. Vincent, taken aback, clearly remembered never having an intimate relationship with her. Realizing McKenzie’s deception, he promptly ordered her to leave his home.

Furious and determined to exact revenge, McKenzie devised a dramatic scheme. She sought not just financial support but public retribution. She returned to Vincent’s bank, bringing the children with her. In the lobby, she caused a commotion by projecting fabricated images onto a large screen—doctored photos of intimate moments between her and Vincent. The provocative visuals quickly drew a crowd. People gossiped, filmed, and shared the footage on social media.

Amid the chaos, McKenzie accused Vincent of seduction and abandonment, claiming he had fathered her children. The video spread rapidly, becoming one of the most infamous scandals of the time. The fallout was severe. Vincent faced immense public pressure. His reputation crumbled, clients withdrew their money, and business partners severed ties with his bank. The financial losses escalated, and Vincent knew he needed to resolve the situation swiftly to save his career.

McKenzie was relentless, taking Vincent to court and demanding child support for the twins. She believed her fabricated evidence and story of being a single mother abandoned by a wealthy man would secure her victory. Vincent, however, remained quiet, watching her drama unfold.

At the trial, when the judge ordered a DNA test, McKenzie eagerly agreed, confident it would confirm Vincent’s paternity. She thought her fabricated evidence would shield her from the truth. But when the DNA results were revealed, McKenzie was struck dumb—the test confirmed that Vincent was not the father of the twins.

Shock and panic swept over McKenzie. In her desperation, she blurted out a confession she had never intended to make: “That’s impossible! These kids have to be his! I took his used condom to get pregnant!” READ FULL STORY HERE>>>CLICK HERE TO CONTINUE READING>>>

The courtroom fell silent in disbelief. Vincent, who had been observing calmly, burst into laughter. This was the moment he had been waiting for. McKenzie’s scheme unraveled before the entire court. Her reckless and manipulative plot had backfired spectacularly.

Vincent stood and addressed the judge with calm authority. “Your Honor, the night McKenzie claims to have stolen my used condom, I wasn’t even home. I was hosting a party but left early due to an emergency at the bank. I didn’t return until the next morning.”

McKenzie’s face drained of color. She stammered, “Then whose condom was it?”

Vincent smiled, his eyes glancing toward the courtroom doors. “It belonged to Sawyer, my gardener.”

At that moment, Sawyer, Vincent’s former gardener, entered the courtroom. It was revealed that during Vincent’s absence, Sawyer had been sneaking into the house and using it as his own. The condom McKenzie had taken was not Vincent’s but Sawyer’s.

Vincent presented additional evidence, including a DNA test confirming Sawyer was the father of the twins. He accused McKenzie of fabricating her story, defaming him, and attempting to extort money. The judge, having heard the full truth, delivered a verdict: McKenzie was found guilty of defamation, fraud, and orchestrating a scandal to extort Vincent.

McKenzie was sentenced to prison and held responsible for raising the two children. Her screams of denial echoed through the courtroom as the reality of her downfall set in.

Vincent, having won the case, restored his reputation and salvaged his career. Despite the temporary setbacks, he successfully defended himself against McKenzie’s deceitful scheme. McKenzie, once a young woman seeking a shortcut to luxury, learned the harsh lesson that shortcuts and deceit only lead to painful consequences.

 

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