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My Fellow Bodaboda Rider Tried to End My Life with Witchcraft, But I Bought a Probox Last Week
Jealousy is a quiet enemy—I came to understand that the hard way. For years, I dedicated myself to working as a bodaboda rider in Entebbe Town, Uganda, holding onto the hope of building a better future.
Customers liked me because I was polite and always arrived on time. Business was thriving, and I believed that with enough determination, I could own a fleet of motorcycles—or even a car—by the age of 35.
What I didn’t see coming was betrayal from someone close—a fellow rider I saw as a brother—secretly working to bring me down. To Read More, Tap Here
