It’s not a fun thing thing to be accused of what you didn’t do. I mean, if I did it, fine. Do with me what you will. But to bear the brunt of what I didn’t do really sucks. Or it would have sucked.
Let me gist you about the time I was wrongly accused. I was in my third or fourth year in the University, and I lived in a flat with two other girls.
Right next to ours was a three bedroom flat housing NCCF Corpers. The flats had a front door and a back door so that fateful day, a Saturday I think, I called two young Ebira girls to fetch water for me.It was their first time of coming to work for me so I opened the back door for them, and spotted a phone on the floor. The back door of the Corpers was also open and there was a lady washing plates or cooking or something. I paid both her and the phone no attention and went back inside. The girls finished with the chores and I paid them off.
I probably slept and went later to the Video Club on the Street to get some movies to watch. Not quite long after, some Corpers came to knock on our door. To my surprise and amusement I learnt that I was accused of stealing the lady’s phone.
They asked me if I saw the phone and I dunno if they expected me to lie but I saw it, so why deny it. So I said yes I saw it, and told them that in fact that kind of phone wasn’t even up to the kind of phone I used and that the thought that flashed through my mind when I saw it was that the phone was old fashioned.
My people! That was like a confessional statement to their ears. If you saw how triumphant they were. I may have told them to come search my room or something but to them, not finding it didn’t mean I didn’t steal it. Toh! The trip to the video club apparently may have been a guise to hide my ill gotten loot. Lol.
My people, it wasn’t funny, and I talked and talked. My parents were abroad then, so to be accused of stealing a cheap phone was ludicrous. I took them to my room so they could see for themselves but I was just talking. Them no gree. Unfortunately for me , the girls I lived with weren’t around, the ones around were friends of one of them and we weren’t in great terms. They couldn’t offer any support or attestation. They were more interested in the unfolding drama.
When I saw that all my talk talk no result in acquittal, I talked to the Guy with them. I remember that his name was Evans, and told them all I knew of the matter which was that I knew nothing. I had an idea, which was for all of us to go to the house where those two girls lived and ask them.
Guess what happened? Immediately we got there, the phone was immediately surrendered. Apparently their parents or guardians discovered the phone or they confessed to stealing it or something and they brought it out. I still wonder if they would have brought it if we hadn’t gone there. We lived just few houses away.
I was so livid. But also relieved. And I went back to the Corpers flat to shout or curse at that girl or something. Lol. See ehn! Forget my bold face. It was just God. False accusation is nothing to be trifled with.
What if those two girls hadn’t confessed? I may have been able to talk my way out of the accusation but that smear would ever have left me. I would have had to deal with suspicious looks and jeers. My friends may have believed me but the Corpers would take sides with one of their own. Note that they were quite a lot since it was free accommodation and they were mostly Igbos/ South South Corpers so it was them against me. If they abused me would I even understand the language?
I was reading a post on SDK and this stuff happens more than we think. Matters get worse when the accusers decide to go diabolical to find out the culprit . We all know those things aren’t foolproof. Do you know the number of marriages that have broken up on this false accusation issue? Sometimes parents are the ones who accuse their children of taking money they didn’t take. Sometimes, it happens in Boarding School, and you know mob action nah? You never live it down.
Till date, it’s very hard of me to accuse people publicly? What if I am wrong? The person would find it hard to forgive me. One time my Uncle’s wife came visiting. After she left, I noticed that something was missing. My mum almost called her but I stopped her even though I was petrified because it was a personal item and the only reason for her to have stolen it was to use it diabolically .
We searched and found it under the Chair, apparently, a rat dragged it from the room it was to the Sitting room. Now can you tell me that the woman would have forgiven us for accusing her of being diabolical? We had no proof except that the stuff disappeared after she left our house.
Sometimes, it’s good to raise alarm early, but we need to be careful. Especially when it comes to family and friends . One time my bunkmate in boarding school said I took her slippers and she found it soon after. Msheeew.
So guys! You know how we do. Who has been falsely accused before? If you haven’t, what do you think of this post?
Oh! And Evans the Corper tried toasting me after, but the answer was Nah.