DONT KNOW WHAT TO THINK
I was browsing and i got some message, where someone i dont know says they want to add me as a friend and i was wondering why someone would want to add me,especially ,when we dont know each other and the person insisted on knowing me better, but, i was  curious to know what the person have in mind and i decided to go with her game and she sent me her email address and asked me to send mine that she was going to write me and curiosity took over me, and i went with her game and i was waiting for her mail but eventually i got a response from her.
Surprisingly,i got a message from her: Dearest one,  Firstly I thank you for your reaction to mine email;  How are you over there in your country,i believe you are having a wonderful time and the atmosphere over there in your country is  very nice today? Mine is a bit warm over here in Dakar Senegal.My name is Constance , I was born in 1986,  I am from Ivory Coast in West Africa ,i am single,(never married ) and presently i am residing here in Dakar as a result of the  civil war that was fought in my country some years ago.My late father (Dr Aliyu Ayuba) was the managing director of Ayuba and Associates (Ltd) and he was the personal advisor to the former head of state before the rebels attacked our house one early morning, and killed my mother and my father in cold blood.
It is only me that is alive now and I managed to make my way to a near by country Senegal where i am leaving now as a refugee under a Reverend-Pastor’s care and i am using his computer to send these message to you.  I would like to know more about you. Your likes and dislikes. I have communicated you because of my difficult situation here in this refugee camp; Its just like one staying in the prison and i hope by God’s grace, I will come out of here soon. I don’t have any relatives now whom i can go to.. all my relatives ran away in the middle of the war the only person i have now  is Rev- Augustine Johnson , who is the pastor of the church (Christ the king church) here in the camp he has been very nice to me since i came here but i am not living with him rather i am leaving in the Women’s hostel.
Please listen to this(please it’s a secret,even no one knows about it except the Reverend that knows about it),i have my late father’s statement of account and death certificate here with me which i will send to you later, because when he was alive he deposited some amount of money in a leading Foreign bank which he used my name as the next of kin, the amount in question is in millions of Dollars, So i will like you to help me transfer this money to your account and from it you can send some money for me to get my traveling  documents and air ticket to come over to meet with you.
I kept this secret to people in the camp here, the only person that knows  about it is the Reverend because he is like a father to me. So, i will like you to keep it to yourself and  don’t tell it to anyone for i am afraid of loosing my life and the money if people get to know about it.   Remember i am giving you all this information due to the trust i deposed on you. I like honest,truthful,God-fearing and understanding people. My favourite language is English but our language is french but i speak English very fluently. Meanwhile i will like you to call me like i said, i have a lot to tell you. Is it not funny,yes it is,telling a total stranger this kind of story, about issues like this is total evidence of scam what do you think?
