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The familiar siren

As a child, I heard the siren, I knew it was time to either hide or change my sleeping position while my elder sister panics.. Most times it meant the chairmen were around. I remember a particular incident when I was younger, the "chairmen" entered everyone house except ours.. They didn't enter ours because they couldn't figure out which gate entered our house.. "Na two gate dem get o, I dey see dem use this small one enter but I no know which one enter their house" they said.. We had a functioning shop then and usually entered the house through the shop.   Stika is my childhood friend, we have known eachother since 1992.  Baba is Stika's Dad . They removed them stika's cable, shot at their door, killed the Ope's dog and tossed the dog in their well. The next day on my way to school, I saw one of the thieves in Alhaja's house. She apprehended him and locked him up. How? The broken bottle used as a security measure for Stika's house ha