He Said He Was a Student in UNILAG — I Found Out He Was a Yahoo Boy and Used My Blood in His Ritual

It started like a campus love story — now I can barely sleep at night.

I met Emeka during my IT in Lagos. He told me he was a 300-level Business Administration student at UNILAG. He dressed well, talked gently, and always had money. I didn’t suspect anything because I thought I had finally met a serious guy.

We started dating. He rented a small apartment off-campus and begged me to be staying over sometimes. I agreed — like a fool in love.

One night, I injured my leg while helping him move something. It was a small cut, and I didn’t think much of it. But Emeka rushed for tissue, wiped the blood, and dropped it in a black nylon bag. I asked him why, and he laughed, saying it was “nothing.”

I ignored the red flags.

Two weeks later, I fainted while walking on campus. I started getting nightmares, hearing strange voices, and waking up feeling drained and cold. I went for tests — nothing was found.

It wasn’t until a friend from his area told me the truth: Emeka is not even a UNILAG student. He dropped out years ago and is now a full Yahoo boy. The blood he took from my wound was used for a “quick money” ritual.

Now he’s driving a Lexus, flexing in clubs, while I’m battling with spiritual torment every night.