30/08/2021
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*My life in Social Media Streets*
My name is sister Jedeedah. I am a sister of 21. I am in my final year level. I am a victim of Facebook post. If I were asked that what did I regret using most in my life, I will say vividly that it is a smartphone, no 'Facebook' to be precise.
I opened my Facebook account while I was 17 years. Then, I was in Senior Secondary School 2. Then, I was using a small phone, Tecno but wasn't an android phone. So, I wasn't a freak about what was happening on the street of Zuckerberg which is also known as Facebook.
I got my first android phone, Infinix when I gained admission to a higher institution. My parents saw it as a necessity then. They didn't know that it was the instrument that will destroy my life. If they know, they wouldn't have allowed me to use it for once.
Hmmm, dear friend, I believe that Facebook is a path to Hell. I have deleted it on my phone and I will not and never have it installed till I die. This is a covenant I have made with my Lord. Though, my discretion on the use of Facebook may be different from yours. But I wish you learn from my past. Don't judge me present with this story because _"Inna Llaha, Gafuurun Raheem"_.
I started using my beautiful smartphone for assignments as planned for my parents but at a point in time, I started mingling with 'Maa shallah sisters'. Sisters like sister Sageerah, sister Kitaabah and sister Nabdah are Facebook addicts. Anytime they put on their Hijab and matched it with their bags and shoes, they used to take selfies and share them on their Facebook profile. I often got mesmerised by the comments of people on their posts. The least number of comments when they share their pictures is like 128. So I decided to be like them on Facebook.
Hmmm!!! I mingled and as a result, I met my doom. I started sharing my pictures and within weeks, I gained a large number of followers. Different people started private chatting with me. Most of them a
