My beloved, i am more than happy that you got the message i sent to you on facebook. how is everything and your family? I felt so honored to know you and your desire to welcome me into your family, I really want to have a good and perfect relationship with you. My name is Princes Lorita Ismail, My age is 24years old (never married before). I am the only child of late Dr. Hassan Mohammad
Ismail, from Darfur Sudan. My Late father, Was the former Executive Director Sudanese Minerals Limited, and Deputy General Manager Melut Basin Mining Company, before his death.
Presently, i am residing here in Dakar Senegal, as a result of the civil war that was fought in my country some years back. The rebel soldiers attacked my house one early morning killed my father, together with my beloved mother on September 4, 2011. It was only me that is alive today, and by the grace of God i managed to make my way out to Senegal, where i am leaving now as a refugee. I was in my first year in the university, studying nursing then, and after the funeral service of my father, on October 13, 2011. My evil uncle and the rebel soldiers conspired to terminate my life, because of my late father' s properties. As i got the news i decided to ran away to Caritas orphanage homes, where i am presently seeking asylum under the United
Nations refugee camp here in Dakar Senegal.
Please, i am really suffering and dying in hunger and sickness in this place. Because there is no food, no good water, no good environment, no freedom and medical facilities for refugees. but i strongly believe that i will live a happy life again through your kind help. I am just like one staying in the prison here, and i do not have any other person or place to go now. The only person i have is you, and Reverend Theophilous Dandy, who is the Minister in charge of the refugees. He has been very nice to me since i came here, I live in the female hostel. The Reverend father number is (+221-7767-55024). If you call today, tell him that you are my foreign partner, and you want to speak with me OK.
I have already informed him about you, because i am using his office computer to send you mail, when ever he is less busy. My dear, as a refugee in this
country, i don' t have any right or privilege to anything. I want to go back to my studies because i only attended my first year in the university, before the tragic incident that leads me in this situation. Please listen to this, before the death of my father, he showed me some Certificate about the money he deposited in the bank with my name. He deposited this money in one of the leading bank in London, and he used my name as the next of kin; to the account. The total amount in question is $5.3m. (Five Million Three Hundred Thousand Dollars).
Please, i want you to help me transfer this money into your personal account, in your country. and from it, you can send me some money to process my traveling documents to come over to your country and stay with you. Remember, i kept this secret from people in the refugee camp, The only person that knows about it is you and Reverend Dandy, because he is like a father to me
here. So i will like you to keep this secret to yourself only, and don' t tell it to anyone. I am afraid of loosing my life and the money if people gets to know about it.
I will send you the (Death certificate and Deposit certificate of the fund), to assured you that this transaction is 100% guaranteed. and once i receive your positive response showing your interest and ability to handle this transaction sincerely, I will release every information leading to the success of this transaction. Please i want you to call me on phone after reading this message, so that i can hear your voice. Attach file here is some pictures of me i came here with, and i want you to send your full contact details as listed below, so that i can use them to introduce you to the bank director, before you can contact them directly.
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nationality. . . . . . . . . .
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Thanks, and may God protect you for me.
Yours in love,
Princes Lorita.
