The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher Episode 10

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🙎 The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher Episode TEN: 🤵

Somadina and I were lucky to board the first bus to Abuja. Our bus took off on time; at exactly 6:30am so I presumed and hoped we would arrive Abuja before the day gets dark.

On the way, after we had journey for about four hours, Somadina kindly requested that I should get him a bottle of water from the roadside hawkers, once I see any. He was sitting next to me; at my right while I was sitting close to the window. When I got him the water, he started telling me how he feels sorry for roadside hawkers and always gifts them everytime he sees them while going out with his parents. And from there we started interacting about life, about nature and about our families. That was how I got to know that he came from a wealthy family and that, he was the first son and first child. That he has two younger siblings; a girl and a boy. And they are American citizens because they were born in America, including him. His parents are working in ministry and they had made preparation to send him to America to further his education when he graduates from college.

He asked me about my father which I told him was late.

We discussed about different things. When he started telling me about his former school, it promted me to ask him how he ended up being trapped in a coffin. And he started to explain:

“Shegu was my childhood best friend. Our houses were two poles away from each other and we attend the same school. About Seven months ago, Shegu fell sick and was hospitalized. After he spent two months in the hospital, his father brought him home and he started receiving treatment from home. He was suffering from cancer and ashma I guess. His mother was late; his two elder siblings are schooling in the states. His father goes to work and returns in the evening, so he was left in the care of a nanny who goes home only on weekends. As a good friend that I am, when Shegu returned home and his doctor comes to treat him at home, I started visiting Shegu everyday to comfort him and amuse him with some friendly jokes. I also took it upon myself to always teach Shegu whatever we learned in school. Shegu’s father and my parents knew about our friendship from childhood, because we go to each other’s house often before Shegu fell sick.
I was visiting Shegu for more than a month and my presence always make him happy, but suddenly, on a faithful Wednesday, my parents asked me to resist visiting Shegu for a reason best known to them. My mother was the main person who wanted me to resist visiting Shegu.
Shegu was dieing because his sickness was getting worst everyday. He had no friends and his siblings were not around to interact with, only for his nanny and his father. You know friends conversation are always fun so I couldn’t bear the pains of knowing that Shegu had no friends and that he was dieing, so I disobeyed my parents and kept on going to see Shegu secretly.
On a Friday afternoon, I returned from school and went to visit Shegu as usual. My parents were not around, only my younger siblings were around but I secretly went to Shegu’s house without their knowledge.

On getting to Shegu’s house, I saw Shegu lying on the floor at the sitting room and choking to death. I tried to rescue him by holding him up, but he kept choking seriously. I didn’t know what to do. Shegu needed a medicine to help him calm down but I didn’t know which medicine to give him and where the medicine are. He was unable to talk. But after some minutes of confusion and trying to help, Shegu gathered strength and courage and told me in a stammering tune that his father was around. He was pointing upstairs, meaning that I should go call his father.

Without hesitating, I zoomed off to Shegu’s father room and knocked at the door but he didn’t answer, despite that I was hearing his voice in the room. For the sake of my friend, I opened the room after the third knock and barged in, only to behold Shegu’s father on an overall red garment, with a wand and a long crafted stick on his both hands. A small pot containing some crafted woods, which was bringing out some smoke without a fire underneath it, was lying on the floor before him. His room was almost coverd with smoke and an unusual scents.

“Ah! Your eyes have seen what your mouth won’t be able to keep a secret and I can’t let you go!” Shegu’s father said angrily and that was the last words I heard Shegu’s father say and the next thing, I saw myself trapped in a coffin.

“So how were you able to be in a human body if your real self was trapped in a coffin” I asked curiously.

“My spirit started wandering about and no body was able to see me except Shegu who was in the state of coma. I was crying and wandering about on earth when I encountered a ghost woman who introduced me to Mr. Patty, a half ghost, half human man who accepted to help give my spirit a body if I can find someone in coma that would lend me his or her body for a while. Shegu accepted to lend me his body because he didn’t want me to die. So Mr. Patty helped me to use Shegu’s body. But my family and everyone who knew me can not see or hear me, though I would be seeing and hearing them.Then Mr Patty said if I could find a human who would help set me free, that my body will be mine again. And since then, I’ve been going about looking for who would help me until I find Goerge Solomon but he ended up being k*illed by Shegu’s father, then I find you” He answered.

He was still telling me about how he came to meet me when suddenly, everyone in the car started to screen and calling”Jesus Christ!”

“Jesus save us!”

“God have mercy on us!”

I looked forward and realize that our car has left the main road and was running into a deep valley whose sides had deep, large hole caused by erosion. The breaks of the car had developed fault I guess because the driver was trying to stop the car but the car break was not hindering the car from moving.

I started to call on God to save us, that I don’t want to die on the fatal accident which was about to happen”

Somadina started crying too and calling on God to save him that he can’t die now.

Unconsciously, he held me, and almost immediately, rapped his hands around me as if he was hugging me. I held him back, praying to God but the car kept swinging and jingling us.

Our car kept running furiously into the valley of the village which I presumed will end up landing us in a big river or sea because where the car was heading to, it seemed like a sea or river was ahead.

At a point, the driver lost control of the car starring and it started to tumble rapidly or should I say we started to somersault with the car and suddenly, my eyes closed and everything seem to go blank on me.

TO Be Continued…

The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher Episode 9

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🙎 The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher Episode Nine: 🤵

Jeremiah turned and looked at me again. Then he drew a little closer to me and positioned his mouth on my ear.

“I think this boy had gotten all this money from the house of the man who trapped him in a coffin” He whispered.
“Maybe the man is a ritualist who uses human for sa*crifice”

Fear gripped me. Then like a thief, Jeremiah turned his head and looked at Somadina quickly, and then turned towards me and whispered again:

“Maybe the man wants to use this boy for ri*tuals… I’m scared but I think we should really help him”

I looked at Somadina quickly. Even though he wore a pitiful demeanour and from somewhere deep in my heart, I believed all he had said and I felt pity for him and I really wanted to help him but, a part in the same heart of mine, still lingered a little doubt and huge fear that I could die. So I turned to Jeremiah and also positioned my mouth on his ear and whispered back.

“What if this boy is an agent of the man he said trapped him, and he probably wants to lure us to the man?”

“No, I don’t think he is…. I see sincerity in him. So, I think we should help him” Jeremiah whispered back.

“First of all, there is no “we”… because you and I, is not gonna risk our lives. We are not making any journey to Abuja”. I spoke out, declaratively as the elder sister that I am.

Jeremiah overheard the last thing I said and immediately, he went on his knees and started to beg me.

“Aunty, don’t block your heart towards me please. You are my last hope. I only have three days to get out of that coffin or be burried forever. Please save me”

Tears was rolling down his eyes. I felt pity and I knew Jeremiah felt pity too because he turned to me, with compassion written over his face.

“Jaci, this boy is sincere. I know your heart have told you he’s sincere but fear is hindering you from deciding to help him. I’m scared too but I think we should try to save him” Jeremiah said.

” Let’s look at it this way” He continued.

“This is an opportunity for us to travel to Abuja and look for Kingsley. After we save this boy, and he gives us a lot of money; we would use some of the money to find our brother Kingsley. Or should I say, we will use the money to look for Bro Chukwuka and sue him to provide our brother for us”

Within a seconds, I thought about what Jeremiah had said; there was huge sense in it. Because, when my father was alive he allowed our second son Kingsley, to go to Abuja with Bro Chukwuka who came pleading that my father should allow him take care of Kingsley and since then, we haven’t set our eyes on Kingsley. When our father died, Bro Chukwuka didn’t bring Kingsley home and he didn’t return home either. At a point, Bro Chukwuka’s number stopped connecting. It’s getting to eight years now, and we’ve not seen Kingsley or heard from him and Bro Chukwuka till date.

I imagined setting my eyes on Kingsley again and bringing him home. How happy my siblings would be especially my mother. Then I imagined that Kingsley were to be Somadina who needed someone to save his life and I’m the someone he’s asking help from. If it were to be my brother, will I just allow him to die? No! I can’t allow Kingsley to die. I need to go look for Kingsley. I told myself.

I quickly held Somadina and raised him up.

“I will help you” I told him. His face quickly brightened.

I stared into his face with boldness.

“I will follow you to that man’s house and pull you out of that coffin and you will be save!” I said with authority. “So prepare your mind. We shall take off tomorrow morning!”

“Oh! thank you aunty!” Somadina’s attitude immediately became a happy one.

“You can go home now and plan with your friends. Make every necessary arrangements including the people that can help us. While I go prepare myself too and also inform my mother and my other siblings about this journey. Then early tomorrow morning, you appear so we can head to the park together and we will discuss about your plans and mine on our way”

“Do as she say, boy! We are in to help you” Jeremiah told Somadina, tapping him softly on his shoulder.

“Alright then. I will get going. Thank you so much aunty” Somadina said and before one would say ‘jack!’, he disappeared.

Jeremiah and I walked to our house to meet our sick mother. I was carrying the bag of money which I took to my room. Later, I narrated Somadina story to my mother and told her I would be leaving with him in the morning. She didn’t support that I should leave because she feared I was going to die but I told her I would leave anyway. Not only to save Somadina but also to look for our brother Kingsley and bring him home.

At night, my family prayed fervently to God to protect me. When I retired to my bed, I couldn’t sleep. I was worried and, although I wasn’t the type that prays too strongly, I found myself praying and kabashing to God every minute, to grant me safety and success to Somadina.

As early as five o’clock, Somadina came banging on our door. I guess he didn’t want to appear into the room where I and my younger sisters sleeps in other not to scare us.

Jeremiah got up, went to the door and let Somadina in. While I was getting dressed up, he interacted with Somadina and requested for the detailed address of his house and that of Shegu’s house and also the names of his parents, complexion and occupation; every single identification of how to locate them, for a reason best known to him. And Somadina gave him a detailed information of everything he needed to know about.

I had already arranged the few things I would be needing into a small bag, so when I was done dressing up, I took the bag and headed to the sittingroom where my Mom, Jeremiah and Somadina were sitting and having some conversation.

Somadina stood up, greeted me and then handed to me a big bag containing another huge amount of money he brought with him as he was coming. This bag of money was five times bigger and filled with money, than the bag of money he brought yesterday.

With a grateful heart and not removing a dime, I thanked him and then handed the bag of money to my mother so she would go to the hospital and start receiving treatment. Then from the money Somadina brought yesterday, I removed the amount that will sustain us on our journey, and handed the remaining to Jeremiah for him to use it and provide the family need while I’m away.

“I hope to return alive soon” I said and bid farewell to my family and headed out with Somadina, to a known transport company to board a car to Abuja.

TO Be Continued…

The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher Episode 8

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🙎 The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher Episode Eight: 🤵

The moment school dismissal bell rang and all students gathered to say their closing paryer, I sighted Somadina at the end roll of his class line and a voice in me suddenly predicted that Somadina would try to follow me home. I didn’t want that to happen so I decided to dodge so he won’t see me in school as they dismiss and also when I’m walking home.

When school dismissed, all the students went home, remaining teachers. I was happy that all the teachers had to wait behind. In my mind, Somadina would be gone by the time I would start going home.

When it was teacher’s time to go home, I carried my bag and walked out of the gate, carefully looking behind and around me to be sure Somadina wasn’t hanging around, waiting for me. But I didn’t see him. Then I started walking home, also looking behind me at intervals, to be sure he didn’t appear suddenly and started following me. I even followed zigzag roads and shortcuts so as to confuse him should he be following me without me noticing.

When I got to a distance and was sure Somadina wasn’t following me, I started pondering about my encounter with Somadina being a ghost boy and why God had to allow him stuck me on a day like this; being my first day and first time as a teacher. Was he truly a ghost?

Later, I started pondering about what my family will eat as there was no food in the house when I left for school.

Getting to my house; a two rooms apartment with a rusted zinc, situated in between a three and a five story buildings, being the only property my father left us before he died, aside our house in the village.

I was sluggishly unlocking our compound gate so as to walk in, when someone suddenly spoke from my behind:

“So, this is where you live?”

I startled and turned, only to see Somadina standing behind me like a demon who was on a mission.

“Jesus! Somadina! How did you come here?” I shouted. My heart was racing heavily like someone who was chased by a ghost.

“I came here by appearing…” He said.

I was shocked even though, I already knew he was a ghost that could appear and disappear to wherever he wanted. Though, according to what he told me; I’ve never seen him appear or disappear.

“So how did you know I was here?” I asked.

“My friends told me you were here. They were following you but you didn’t see or notice them because they were invisible”. He said.

“Ah Gosh!” I whirled. I forgot he had two ghost friends who were invisible. It can only be them who would follow me without me seeing them judging from the way I had hurriedly followed zigzag and shortcuts roads and was carefully looking behind me to be sure Somadina wasn’t following me. All my efforts was just in vain. I said in my mind.

“So why did you follow me? What do you want from me? I asked angrily as if I didn’t know his reason for following me.

“I’m here to speak to you, Aunty” He answered calmly, still standing like a demon on a mission.

“If it’s because of your request, I already told you… I have to think about it. So go home. I will get back to you in school tomorrow”

“Please aunty, you have to decide before four o’clock today, so we can conclude if we are to board a night bus or first bus tomorrow morning”

I glared at him in a manner that insinuate: this boy must be out of his mind.

“So, at the detriment of my life, you are giving me condition?” I glared at him more.

“I’m sorry aunty. Just that I don’t have much time left” He said.

“I don’t blame you” I ignorantly said and opened our gate and walked inside then I locked the gate, leaving him outside.

The moment I turned around so as to walk to our house, I saw Somadina standing on my way.

My mouth opened unconsciously in surprise. Like how did someone I just locked outside managed to enter inside the compound?

“Have you forgotten, aunty? I can appear and disappear” Somadina said.

“Oh!” I said, not knowing what to tell him.

“Please aunty, allow me stay with you, till you decide” He said.

“If you stay, I won’t concentrate. You need to go so that I can think deep and make a decision peacefully. Besides, where will you sleep if I allow you to stay?”

“Don’t worry about where I will sleep aunty”
“No Somadina, you should go to your home. I will decide and let you know about my decision tomorrow.”

“Please aunty, you need to decide today. Tomorrow may be too late, please” He knelt down and started begging. “Please aunty, please!”

That moment, my immediate younger brother by name, Jeremiah, returned from his master’s workshop, where he goes to learn mechanic. After our father died and Jeremiah wrote his Senior School Certificate Examination, he has been going to Oga Mega’s shop to learn mechanic and he usually return in the evening. God knows why he had to return early today.
Somadina was still pleading with me when Jeremiah approached us.

“What is this school boy doing here, Jaci?…” He asked “…and why is he kneeling down?”

“Just go in; it’s not something serious” I told him, casually, concentrating on Somadina.

“It’s something serious Sir!” Somadina intrude immediately. He stood up and faced my brother, to begin to tell him, only God knows what.

“Don’t worry Jerry, go and attend to what brought you home, so you can go back to the workshop on time” I quickly intruded.

“Don’t worry, I’m not going back to that workshop ever again. I can’t endure my boss and his wife’s attitude anymore” Jeremiah blurted, making an angry demeanour.

“Why? What happened?” I asked quickly so that he would start explaining and I would then deviate to a different discussion and lead him into the house, there by forgetting about Somadina’s case.

“It’s still the usual torment from my boss wife, just that today’s own came with muscle and I couldn’t endure it” He answered.

“What did she do?” I asked as if I didn’t know how Mr. Mega’s wife had been treating my brother from the very first day my mother begged and paid Mr. Mega a little sum of money, to let Jeremiah learn mechanic work in his shop. Even though Jeremiah doesn’t sleep or eat in Mr. Mega’s house, Mr. Mega’s wife always make him go to their house and do all her house chores including cooking and by the time, Jeremiah will be done with those chores, he would be left with little or no time to learn the mechanic work my mother had paid for him to learn. Mr. Mega doesn’t caution his wife. He behaves like man whom the wife controls. And Jeremiah had always complained about these mistreatment to us and my mother had always encouraged him to endure and I knew about it, yet I wanted him to explain it, just so I won’t attend to Somadina. I never wanted Jeremiah to know I was talking to a ghost boy let alone hearing the deadly request he’s asking me to grant him.

“Don’t worry Jaci… I can’t start explaining; you already know what they always do to me. Just tell me what this school boy is doing here. What’s the something serious he’s talking about…”

I was going to say “it’s about school work that he wanted me to pardon him for not solving” but before I could say: “it’s…” Somadina had already voiced out that he needed me to go set him free from the coffin where he was trapped and he had no much time left. He was pleading and crying.

I knew Jeremiah was tough and courageous. He had heard stories about ghost so I didn’t think he became scared or shocked to hear Somadina’s story. Instead he was touched by his humble pleading and tears because he just went ahead and asked: “Where is the coffin that you’re trapped in?”

“It’s in Mr. Faheem’s secret room… in his house at Abuja” Somadina said.

“Woh! That’s a far place” Jeremiah exclaimed. “So how do we transport ourselves to Abuja should we consider to help you?”

“I can get us some money right now” Somadina said. “Infact, hold on for a minute” He added and disappeared immediately and within a twinkle of an eye, he appeared with a bag; the size of a lunchbox.

I was shocked. I’ve never seen someone disappear before my eyes. Now I believe Somadina is truly a ghost.

“Here is some money” He opened the bag and it was filled with money; huge amount of money.

My mouth opened unconsciously in surprise. I’ve never seen that huge amount of money before.

“This is huge amount of money!” Jeremiah shouted.

“This money is just a token. There is much more from where I got them and I can give all to you. Just safe my life please” Somadina said.

My mouth opened more. I looked at Jeremiah. His mouth and eyes were also opened. For a moment we were astonished.

Jeremiah turned and looked at me, then he turned to Somadina.

“Did you say there is much more money from where you got this ones?” He asked.

“Yes! There is a whole lots of money from where I got this one. Lots of money that almost filled up a room” Somadina answered with demonstration of how large the money could be.

Jeremiah turned and looked at me again.

TO Be Continued…..