“Here’s what happened. My name is John. On that fateful day, my group members for eed project and I went to see our project supervisor. After seeing him we headed to the bus shed where we get vehicles to convey us home. I saw a cab, as I tried entering, I was blocked by a student who came down from the same cab, I asked for the reason for the obstruction, he said he was talking with the driver.
I advised him to go to the driver side to talk to him, he didn’t respond. His friend came out from the other side of the door and started using foul language on me, I got angry but I understood the implications of fighting in school, so I ignored him. I was tired and I wanted to get home quickly; it’s always a struggle to get vehicles home in the evening.
These guys are illiterates, they are always high on drugs, and they are bullies. I have never had a reason to fight anybody in school, I have never wrong them before, I’m not a cultist, I am not a trouble maker. I have proves to all ofthese.