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  • The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher (Episode 23)

    The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher (Episode 23)

    The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher Episode 23

    Thank you for choosing Siri as your online beautiful sweet story reading partner. Today we have “The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher Episode 23 Or Chapter Twenty Three Of The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher Final Episode by Jacinta Chinemerem Story or Novels To Read with Siri.”

    🙎 The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher Episode Twenty Three: 🤵
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    ✨ Final Episode ✨

    After some minutes, Somadina’s parents came downstairs, to the sitting-room. A young girl, I presumed to be Somadina’s younger sisters went to Fr. Benjamin and handed him a gift and a balloon which read: WE WOULDN’T HAVE BEING US, IF IT WEREN’T FOR YOU father; YOU’RE TRULY A VOICE OF GOD” then all of them; being the people i set free started going one after the other to disclose their heartfelt gratitude to Fr. Benjamin.

    I’ve already disclosed my gratitude at the hospital, so I remained sited and kept looking out for Somadina but he wasn’t coming forth. I waited and waited, but he didn’t show up.
    Sadness filled my heart. Maybe he didn’t survive. Maybe the serpent swallowed him. A voice said in my head. Tears clouded in my eyes. I couldn’t hold my patience anymore.

    “Please where is Somadina!” I shouted so that everyone would hear me. Tears had heavily clouded in my eyes. I don’t want to hear that he died. I can’t take it if I do. I would endure if they say he is in the hospital. But I can’t endure if they say he is dead. ©️My Emotional stories ©️Jacinta Chinemerem.

    “Can someone tell me! Where he is?” I shouted again. “Where is Somadina? Why is he not coming out to say ‘hello’ to me?”

    Everyone became silent. Even the DJ paused his music.

    Somadina’s parents signaled Jeremiah and he came to me and held me.

    “Somadina is dead, Jaci” he told me calmly. I looked at him suspiciously, angrily and emotionally. I didn’t want him to repeat what he had said. I wanted him to tell me he was joking but Jeremiah repeated himself.

    “Somadina is dead. He died on the way to hospital”

    My tears started dropping with speed. I looked at everyone’s faces including that of Somadina’s parents and they kept nodding in affirmation of what Jeremiah told me.

    “No!!!” I cried out bitterly. “Somadina can not die. I saved him like I saved others.” I said and fell on my knees. I was shattered. My heart was so broken. I felt like the world has collapsed on me. The pain I feel knowing I’ve lost him and would never see him again left the whole of me, shattered and worthless. Somadina’s death made me realize I deeply fell in love with him.

    “Oh Somadina! You promised you would recognize me when I meet you as a human! Why did you have to die?” I spoke out bitterly. My face was a bit lowered but my eyes was staring at nothing in particular.

    “Why don’t you fulfill your promise to me!” I cried out.

    A soft hand held my shoulder

    “And who said I wouldn’t fulfill my promise”
    Somadina’s voice drifted to my ears. I paused.

    “And who said I won’t recognize you when I become human? His voice floated again. THIS STORY BELONGS TO “My Emotional stories” follow for more interesting stories.

    I looked up and behold, Somadina was standing beside me with his left hand behind him and his right hand resting softly on my shoulder.

    “Surpriiiiiiiise!!” Everyone shouted and started to laugh.

    I jumped to my feet quickly and hugged him. He hugged me so tight that I almost felt my bone cracked.

    We hugged each other for a long time. When we were done hugging each other, he brought out some rose flowers and handed them to me, the way the do in movies. I was just smiling sheepishly. The happiness that overwhelmed me was unspeakable. I can’t express it in words.

    “Now let me shock you!” Somadina told me.
    I was just looking at him. He was looking very much older in person than he looked when he was a ghost; he is really matured and more handsome now. His statue is quiet manly and he has muscles like the kind of man I easily crush on. *To read more interesting stories like this please follow My Emotional stories page.

    “I’m not a nineteen years old boy that you thought I was. And I’m not a secondary school boy too.” He told me. ” I’m twenty-seven years old and I’m a medical doctor. I graduated from oxford University, London last year and as I came to Nigeria, to see my family early this year, I decided to visit my old time friend Shegu, who had been sick and that was when I got trapped by his father. Every other thing I told you remained my truth and how it happened.

    Just then Shegu stepped forward. He was as tall, as handsome and as matured as Somadina. He held a balloon which read: THANK YOU FOR SAVING ME AUNTY JACI.
    He read it out as he handed it to me. The manner which he said ‘aunty Jaci’ made me laugh. This story was written by JACINTA CHINEMEREM

    “If not for you, aunty Jaci, my father would have still kept me captive with sickness.” Shegu told me.

    “You came to save me but ended up saving everyone. You are one in a million and I will always value you” Somadina told me.

    “Since you were trapped as an adult, Why didn’t you go to the university to seek help; why did you come to the secondary school where I teach?” I asked Somadina.

    “I actually went to a university but no one accepted to help me. Then I met Mr. Patty, the living ghost, with magical powers and he made my body look more younger and I decided to try a secondary school, there and then I finally met you” Somadina replied.

    Somadina’s parents came to me and stood.
    Somadina was still standing close to me.

    “We lost five kids before we had this our son Somadina, which means ‘I should not live alone’.” Somadina’s mother started to narrate her story to me. I didn’t know why she wanted me to know her story, so I kept calm and listened.

    “After giving birth and nursing the child, once he or she clocks one year old, the child will die. But after we had Somadina and he didn’t die in his one year old. We gave him two more names: Godwin and Nkasiobi meaning ‘Comforter of my heart’ after eight years of his birth, his siblings started coming.

    The mother paused and started wiping her tears. I was touched, so I held her.

    “Then he grew up…” She continued to tell her story with tears “… Started school; later we sent him to London where graduated from the university and became a Doctor. Then coming back to see us, he got missing all of a sudden, then you came and brought our son back to us”

    As Somadina’s mother was ending her story, Somadina’s father opened a sliver ring from its box and placed it before me. Somadina knelt down and his sister brought a designed carbon paper that read: WILL YOU MARRY ME, AUNTY JACI?

    Tears clouded in my eyes and I said “Yes!”

    Everyone was happy. He put the ring on my finger, stood up and kissed me passionately. That was our first kiss. I’ve always longed to have that kiss.

    In four weeks time, he paid my dowry and we got married traditionally and officially in church.

    Reverend Father Benjamin Obasi was the priest that blessed our union.

    THE END….!!!

  • The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher (Episode 22)

    The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher (Episode 22)

    The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher Episode 22

    Thank you for choosing Siri as your online beautiful sweet story reading partner. Today we have “The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher Episode 22 Or Chapter Twenty Two Of The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher by Jacinta Chinemerem Story or Novels To Read with Siri.”

    🙎 The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher Episode Twenty Two: 🤵
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    ✨ Semi Final Episode ✨

    When I was done eating, Fr. Benjamin immediately suggested that they should pray profoundly for me, because his spirit is telling him that the serpent poison in my leg is still alive, and if care is not taken, the serpent poisonous fluid may travel down to my heart to block my breath and I may die. This is because Mr. Damilola was invoking the remaining of the serpent to come alive and the poison inside my leg is looking for a way to come out, so as to join the other remnants to transform into a serpent.

    Fear gripped me. I was thinking that Mr. Damilola was dead or he was probably captured and detained in prison. Hearing that he was invoking the remaining of the serpent made me curious to know what they did to him or what he did on that day. I was curious to know everything that actually happened that day.

    Somadina’s Mom got out of my bed and gently placed the part of my shoulder which was resting on her laps, back on the bed. She stood alongside Fr. Benjamin and Somadina’s father, shoulder to shoulder, in the way I could see each one of them personally.

    Jeremiah also stood, then Fr. Benjamin began to sing a heartfelt praise. They sang many heartfelt and battle intriguing praises that changed the atmosphere, their voices kept rising high that almost all the patients in the ward, including their visitors joined in the song and prayers.

    The atmosphere became hot. I began to feel the presence of God. People began to speak in other tongues. Many people began to fall under anointing. Even the nurses and doctors came out and joined. I saw some sick person getting healed. Those that couldn’t walk started working. My swellon leg dried up and I left my sick bed and stood on my feet. God himself actually came down and made a name for Himself. I’ve never seen miracle happen before, but I saw it that day; a woman with a broken leg, that the doctors were going to cut off the next day, received her instant healing.

    When the prayers was over, people gathered Fr. Benjamin as if he was God. He told them not to thank him but should thank God. And should give Thanksgiving in their respective churches and mosques, not forgetting to give to the needy.

    Later, Fr. Benjamin made a comment that made me realize that everything happens for a reason. He said and I quote:

    “Because of you, God has healed a lot of sick persons in this hospital today.”

    I felt happy that I came to rescue Somadina. I was grateful that the serpent bit me. Above all, I was grateful that many people were healed because of my situation. If I’m not mistaking, there were about forty patients in my ward and thirty-one of them got healed; and I was was discharged, they too were discharged that day, including other people in other wards.

    Somadina’s parents took me to their house, including Jeremiah and Fr. Benjamin. When we arrived and I got out of the car, a lady rushed to me and gave me a flower and balloon that had a writeup on it, which said: YOU’RE MY HEROINE. I felt happy. And I recognized the lady. She was the first lady I freed from the coffin after Somadina.

    From the car to the first pillar of the house, another lady came to me and handed me another flower and a balloon which read: YOU RISKED YOUR LIFE FOR US. I also recognized this lady too. She was the next lady I freed from the coffin after the first lady.

    When I got to the entrance door, a guy came and handed me another flower and balloon which read: WE WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER YOUR GOOD DEED” I also recognized him. He was the guy I freed from his coffin who looked like those bouncers I saw inside Mr. Damilola’s compound. After reading his writeup, my heart gladden.

    I started looking out for Somadina, wondering what his own write-up would be; Wondering what he would do if he sees me.
    Will he recognize me? How will I act when I see him. My eyes kept looking left and right, but I didn’t see Somadina. Maybe he is waiting for me to come inside. I thought to myself.

    Jeremiah got the door opened for me and I walked in. As I got to the sitting room, Somadina’s friend, George Solomon came to me and handed me another flower and a balloon that read: THANK YOU FOR COMING TO OUR RESCUE: he even hugged me. Then, he held me and led me to a one-person upholstery and I sat. I started hoping to see Somadina. Everyone I saved had come to say hello to me except him.

    After some minutes, Somadina still didn’t come. I became worried. I wanted to ask the others about him when the door to a room opened. Somadina is the one coming out. I thought to myself and fixed my eyes on the door, hoping to see Somadina but shockingly, Mr. Chukwuka, the man who took my younger brother Kingsley to Abuja for eight years was the one who came out. He was also holding a flower and a balloon. His writeup says: I WAS AMONG THOSE WHOM YOU SAVED, THANK YOU.

    Then he hugged me. I quickly flashed back to the secret room and recalled all the people I helped to come out of the coffin but Bro Chukwuka was not among, except for the last coffin which I was about setting free before Mr. Damilola caught me. Could he be the one?

    “I was the first person Mr. Damilola captured. I was in the first coffin. He has kept me captive for five years” Bro Chukwuka told me. I was shocked. No wonder! He didn’t come home when my father died and his line stopped connecting.

    “How did you end up there ?” I asked.

    “I used to work for Mr. Damilola, so, on the day I found out about his secret room and that the reason the ladies he brings home hardly go back to their houses was because he always sacrifice them to his snake, he trapped me in a coffin and because his snake rejected me as a sacrifice he refused to set me free”

    “Ah! What a wickedness!” I exclaimed. I was about saying thank God for rescuing you, when I heard the door which Bro Chukwuka had come out from, rattled. I averted my eyes toward that direction and to my Surprise, my younger brother Kingsley came out. He was also holding a flower and a balloon which read: BECAUSE YOU SAVED THEM, YOU FOUND ME!” He rushed and hugged me. Tears clouded in my eyes. I never knew I would see him again.

    When I was done hugging Kingsley. I let him sit close to me, then I started looking out for Somadina but he didn’t show up. Later, I saw Somadina’s brother coming down from their stair. He was holding a beautifully designed carbon, which read: WELCOME HOME AUNTY JACI” and some colourful balloons and flowers. He came to me and handed them to me. I knew he was Somadina’s brother because he was a younger lookalike version of Somadina. My heart gladden, yet I was worried. I wanted to see Somadina badly.

    Some maiden on uniform brought food and drinks and started sharing. A DJ, who had positioned himself at the edge of the entrance door started to play music. Everyone was eating and dancing but I wasn’t, because I didn’t see Somadina.

    TO Be Continued

  • The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher (Episode 21)

    The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher (Episode 21)

    The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher Episode 21

    Thank you for choosing Siri as your online beautiful sweet story reading partner. Today we have “The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher Episode 21 Or Chapter Twenty One Of The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher by Jacinta Chinemerem Story or Novels To Read with Siri.”

    🙎 The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher Episode Twenty One: 🤵

    Did Jacinta, the female teacher survive? Was Somadina saved? Who were those people and that reverend Father that came into the secret room? Was the boy that held Jacinta truly Jeremiah? What later happened to Mr. Damilola?

    I know you are curious to feed your minds with the answers to these questions. I’m also curious to know, so let’s find out together.

    After my eyes closed and everything went blank on me, I can’t really tell how long it took me or how long I stayed unaware of things that happened in Mr. Damilola’s house but I know, that when I opened my eyes, I realized that I was lying on a hospital bed and Jeremiah was sited beside me, praying that God should revive me. The bed I lay, was the last bed in the female ward. It was closed to the wall and only me occupied a large space, than the other sick females who were also lying on their respective beds. The female ward was a long hall and there were about twenty female patients on my roll and another twenty female patients on the other roll, making it a total of forty patients in that ward.

    The space my bed was kept, was decorated; there was a TV, air-condition and fridge for my comfort. Also, my corner smells nice too. I guess, I was admitted in a big hospital and was given a special space, as if it was a special room. The only difference was that I could see other patients and they could see me too. The person that brought me to this hospital must be a wealthy person. I thought to myself.

    I coughed and Jeremiah raised his head quickly and stared into my face.

    “Oh! Jaci, you’re finally awake! Oh thank God!” He said excitedly.

    “Where am I, Jerry?” I asked mildly. I tried to get up but I realize my leg was entirely rapped with bandage, starting from my knee down to my big toe. And it was heavy; I couldn’t move it.

    “You’re in the hospital.” Jeremiah told me as if I didn’t know that I was in a hospital. I was actually trying to find out which state I was.

    “Why am I in the hospital? What happened to me? Why can’t I move my leg? Why is it heavy?” I was being so inquisitive. I looked at my left leg, being the leg I couldn’t move. It was all swellon.

    “Calm down Jaci” Jeremiah held me back as I tried to get up. “You’re in the hospital because yesterday, you were discharging greenish foamy substance from your mouth; then suddenly, you fainted and didn’t wake up. Secondly, your leg started swelling up as a result of the snake bite, so we have to bring you to hospital”

    “I’ve been unconscious since yesterday?” I asked.

    “Yes, you were unconscious and as well running temperature, so we had to rush you to the hospital. You got me worried. And I thought I had lost you. Everyone thought you would die. But I kept praying to God to keep you alive” Jeremiah answered emotionally.

    “Who are the ‘we’ that brought me to the hospital?” I asked.

    “Somadina’s parents and I”
    “Somadina’s parents?” I asked surprisingly.

    “Yes! They were there when you fell” He answered.

    “Were you the one that held me when I was falling? And was telling me not to die now?”
    “Yes, I was the one”

    “You were the one that came to Mr. Damilola’s house?” I asked curiously.

    Jeremiah nodded.

    “How? How were you able to come? How did you locate me? And who is that man on white garment and those people that entered with him. Who are they?” I asked.

    “You are really being inquisitive Jaci” Jeremiah told me calmly. “Doctor said you should rest”
    “No please. I want to know. Please tell me” I urged.

    “Ok I will tell you everything” Jeremiah said and started to narrate.

    “Remember when I was asking Somadina for the detailed address of their house and that of Shegu’s?”

    “Yes I remembered”

    “Well I was asking him for his address because I hand in mind to follow you. My instincts told me that the journey you were embarking on was a spiritual and deadly one. So after you left with Somadina, I wanted to start following you immediately so that I would enter the same bus with you people, but a voice in me told me to wait; that I shouldn’t enter the same bus with you and I shouldn’t go alone; my spirit told me to go invite invite a man of God to follow me.

    So I decided to go inform Reverend Father Benjamin. On my way, I met him and he told me that he was as well coming to our house, that he saw a vision were you were battling with an cultist man. He asked me about you and I told him you were on your way to Abuja with a ghost boy. He exclaimed that you were about to encounter danger and we need to save you. Meanwhile, Somadina brought more money to the house.

    “Are you serious?” I asked surprisingly.

    “Yes. He kept bringing money often and often. Daddy’s room and your room is now filled with money. We will never go poor again” Jeremiah said.

    I nodded. “No wonder Somadina keeps disappearing and appearing on our way to Abuja.” I said.

    “So I took some of the money Somadina brought, and booked a flight to Abuja, for Fr. Benjamin and I…” Jeremiah continued his narration. “…I used the exact landmarks Somadina gave me to trace his house, so when we arrived Abuja, I took Fr. Benjamin to Somadina’s house and informed his parents”

    “And his parents believed you?” I intruded surprisingly.

    “Initially, the doubted me, but when I told them that my sister already came to Abuja and should probably be in Shegu’s house fighting for their son, they describe how you are and asked me if you were my sister and I said yes, then they told me that you already visited them and the believed me instantly. Also Fr. Benjamin spoke to them about his vision, so they quickly brought us to Shegu’s house.

    “So that man on white garment is Reverend Father Benjamin?…” I asked

    “Yes!” Jeremiah nodded. Reverend Father Benjamin is the parish priest in the church my family and I worship in Abia State. He is a powerful prayer warrior priest that has delivered a lot of souls for God. God has also blessed men, through him.

    “…and those two persons who came in with the Reverend Father is Somadina’s parents?” I still asked. I wanted to be sure it was Somadina’s parents; I wanted to be sure that Somadina’s parents actually believed Jeremiah and brought him to Shegu’s house. I just wanted to clear my curiosity because of the ill treatment I received from them. The other two were policemen.

    Jeremiah nodded, confirming that Somadina’s parents were the ones I actually saw. That moment, the door to the hospital room where I lay, opened and Somadina’s parents came in, followed by Reverend Father Benjamin.

    “Oh thank goodness you are awake. We thought we had lost you” Somadina’s mother said as she rushed and hugged me.

    “I told you not to worry that she will stay alive. The God I serve can not let her die” Fr. Benjamin said and made the sign of the cross on himself, saying: Thank you Jesus. Then he touched my neck, to determine my body temperature, I guess.

    Somadina’s father also touched me, but on my hands and swollen leg. Then he stepped back and said:
    “Thank you God for keeping her alive.”

    Somadina’s Mom handed some fruits and food she bought for me to Jeremiah.

    “I brought some fruits and food for you, my dear” She told me nicely. She came to my bed and sat at the edge, close to my head.

    “Please sit-up my dear, so you can eat. You haven’t eaten anything since yesterday” she held my shoulder and raised me and helped me to sit-up, in the manner that made some part of my shoulder to rest on her laps.

    I wondered why she was being nice to me all of a sudden. Is she feeling guilty because of how she and her husband treated me when I went to their house to tell them about saving their son? Or she is feeling grateful that I was the one who went to rescue her son and also feeling sorry for me because the serpent bit me, and that’s why I ended up in the hospital.
    What happened to Somadina, was he saved? Were those people I freed from the coffins saved, including Somadina’s friend? I also wondered. I wanted to know what happened to everyone.

    I wanted to asked about Somadina’s where about. I wanted to ask if he was rescued. The moment I tried to talk, that was the time Jeremiah scooped out food and started stuffing it into my mouth.

    TO Be Continued

  • The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher (Episode 20)

    The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher (Episode 20)

    The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher Episode 20

    Thank you for choosing Siri as your online beautiful sweet story reading partner. Today we have “The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher Episode 20 Or Chapter Twenty Of The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher by Jacinta Chinemerem Story or Novels To Read with Siri.”

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

    I was about breaking the second egg on the first coffin, being the last person I would set free when Mr. Damilola entered and was shocked to see his five captives, all out from the coffin he had trapped them, and were all standing like a manicure.

    “Who the hell is this invader? Show yourself!” He shouted angrily and started sprinkling some liquid on the floor.

    I ran back to the cartons, where I hid earlier and hid again. He sprinkled the liquid on the floor towards the first coffin. Unfortunately, my footsteps revealed on the exact spot I stood while trying to release the person inside the first coffin. He sprinkled more liquid around and was able to figure out how I had run and where I had ran to. He sprinkled more of the liquids and traced my footsteps down to where I hid. I quickly climbed one of the cartons and stood, holding my breath. Unknowingly to me, the tip of two cartons waged the invisible cloth which caused my right leg to become visible.

    “I’ve finally found you!” He grabbed my visible right leg and dragged me down, in the manner that warranted me to fall and hit my head on the floor. While he still held my leg firmly and my back still slabbed on the floor, he unavail me and dragged me out as if he was dragging out a bag of rice. He kept holding my leg, while my back still remained on the floor.

    “Who are you?” He asked.

    “Let me rise on my feet, first please!” I said. My hand was becoming too weary to keep holding the snake-head staff. He didn’t grant my plead. He kept holding my leg and staring at my face for an answer.

    “I said who are you?” He repeated angrily.

    “I am Jacinta, daughter of the living God”

    He bust out a derisive laughter; a laughter of mockery that God doesn’t exist. I felt bittered and angered and I wished God would just come down and show him that he’s a living God and that he truly exist.

    “If you are the daughter of a living God or whatever God you serve, get yourself up while I’m still holding your leg” He said and laughed again. I struggled to drag my leg from him so as to rise on my feet but I couldn’t. He was holding my leg with all his power.

    I remembered that Somadina said, once Mr. Damilola appears suddenly, that I should release the snake head staff on him and the snake will come alive and bite him. Considering the fact that my hand had become too weak and I could no longer hold and press the snake-head staff tightly, I didn’t think that I had to keep holding on till I stand up and be ready to run, before I would consider throwing the snake head staff on Mr. Damilola. Without thinking of what possible could happen, I threw the snake head staff on Mr. Damilola’s body.

    He quickly dropped my leg and tried to catch the staff on its head but the staff was fast enough to turn into a big serpent. Mr. Damilola wanted to save himself first, so he quickly took off the serpent from his body and it fell on my left arm. I was still lying on the floor when it fell on my arm. I stood up quickly and thrust if off and tried to run away but, it came after me and attacked me with full force. It was 7ft long and 4inch wide. I stood to fight back with the invisible clothe that I managed to pick from the floor. It positioned itself directly opposite me. Mr. Damilola stood beside his alter, singing praises to it and calling it sweet name, just so that it would be appeased and turn back into a staff. But it was resistant and determined. It just wanted to devour me.

    “Oh great one! Please hear my voice and come to me!” Mr. Damilola called for the last time. It turned towards him and gradually, it made its way towards the direction of Mr. Damilola.

    Just when I thought it had finally answered Mr. Damilola and was going to him to finally turn back to a staff, it took a quick turn; and within a twinkle of an eye, it came back and bit my left leg, on my ankle. Then it positioned itself directly opposite me again; straightened itself up and waited for me to fall so that it can swallow me.

    Few minutes later, I started feeling dizzy. My eyes started seeing double. I started feeling weak too. My legs could no longer carry my body. I felt like falling down or lying down on the floor but my mind kept telling me to be strong. I kept holding on. I couldn’t just allow a serpent triumph over me.

    After some minutes, my legs became too weary. I couldn’t endure anymore. I started going down, going down, till I fell on my knees.
    The serpent was just patiently waiting. It wanted to see that my entire body fell on the ground.

    “Dear God, into your hands I commit my body, soul and spirit” I prayed while on my knees.

    After a while, my body became too weak to keep hanging on my knees. Then it started falling down gradually.

    My body was about falling down on the floor completely; in the manner that will portray me to either be dead or sleeping, when a man in an overall white garment thrust the door and came in, followed by five people. The white garment the man wore was exactly like that of Reverend Fathers of catholic church. He was holding a big bible and was pointing it towards the direction of the serpent. He was also holding a bottle; the type that reverend Fathers uses to sprinkle holy water in my church and there was water inside it.

    The man on white garment came and stood before me, facing the serpent. He came to protect me, I supposed. I would call the man a reverend Father because he looked like one and behaved like one.

    He did the sign of cross and started sprinkling holy water on the serpent.

    “You agent of Lucifer! I command you in the name of Jesus Christ, catch fire!!!!”

    A boy, who had the resemblance of my brother, Jeremiah rushed and held me.

    “Please don’t die now!” He told me. His voice sounded like Jeremiah’s voice but I wasn’t sure if it was Jeremiah.

    “That serpent bit my leg” I pointed to my ankle where I was feeling a sharp pain.

    I heard the Reverend Father praying, quoting bible and abashing in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ. I felt a suddenly bitter taste lingered in my tongue. And immediately, greenish foaming discharge started coming out from my mouth. Just then, my eyes closed and every other thing that happened in that secret room; at Mr. Damilola’s house became a story that went blank on me.

    TO Be Continued

  • The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher (Episode 19)

    The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher (Episode 19)

    The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher Episode 19

    Thank you for choosing Siri as your online beautiful sweet story reading partner. Today we have “The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher Episode 19 Or Chapter Nineteen Of The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher by Jacinta Chinemerem Story or Novels To Read with Siri.”

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

    I seized the moment and quickly but silently came out of the secret room. Mr. Damilola noticed that the wardrobe, covering the secret door shifted a little further, but he feign like nothing happened and acted more playful thereby distracting the lady from noticing the wardrobe which could warrant her to see the door to the secret room.

    I walked quietly to the right wardrobe and took the last egg I was supposed to use, to set Somadina free, which he collected from the coffin and dropped on the ground. I went back to the secret room to finish the rescue I had started on Somadina. On getting to the secret room, the coffin where Somadina was trapped had opened and a young boy I presumed to be Somadina was standing beside it, behaving like one whose got a nut loosed on his brain.

    He was not in his right senses to be precise. I looked at him closely and discovered that he doesn’t look anything like the Somadina that appeared to me, begging me to rescue him. He doesn’t look like the Somadina I used to know; the Somadina I love. Who could this boy be? Could he be the real Somadina? Or have I opened the wrong coffin? Maybe he is Somadina but he used a different body and face to come to me. Now, this is his real body and face! I thought to myself.

    Meanwhile, I’ve been holding up the smallest egg in my mouth; afraid to spill it out so that the rescue procedure won’t be broken.

    I brought out the egg from my mouth and break it on his body. Then I broke the one I was holding, being the third egg that Mr. Damilola had earlier collected, inside the coffin, just as Somadina had instructed me to, yet the boy standing before me, still didn’t come to his senses. He was just standing like a manicure, although he was breathing.

    Ah what is going on? I whirled. I needed to rescue Somadina as fast as I could. What else am I supposed to do?

    I was trying to think of what next to do when I overheard Mr. Damilola asking the lady to go have a shower. As she entered the bathroom, Mr. Damilola quickly locked her up. Then he started coming to the secret room. I heard as he shifted the wardrobe and as he pressed the door handle. I quickly ran towards the fifth coffin and hid behind sum bunch of cartons that were piled up on each other. He entered and saw the boy still standing at the same place I met him standing.

    “Ah! What is happening?” He yelled. Who is this individual that had the guts to enter my room and release my captive? Who is the rascal that came into this room without fear? Come out and face me! Show yourself so that I will turn you into a goat and use you for sacrifice!” His voice was rising. He was becoming fierce. He started moving slowly but angrily, in search for the person that invaded his room, or rather, in search of me.

    “I said you should show yourself so that I can capture you like I captured this school boy you’ve come here to set free. He came here some months ago to set Somadina free and he challenge me and I captured him into this coffin! Show yourself so that I can capture you too!” He kept yelling.

    I remained calm. God please, don’t allow him to see me, so that he won’t capture me into a coffin. I prayed in my heart. My entire body was shaking. I was really scared.

    He went close to the boy and started observing him. My mind quickly recalled his statement: “…He came here some months ago to set Somadina free and he challenge me and I captured him into this coffin!…” so I thought to myself: If he said this boy came here some months ago to set Somadina free and he captured him. That means this boy is not Somadina. That means, I had released another person, though he’s not yet in his right senses.

    I carefully looked at all the coffins, recounting them, and I discovered that I had miscounted the number of coffins and at that, I had released Somadina’s friend: George Solomon instead of Somadina. The number of coffins lined up were six but Somadina had told me they were five coffins and that he was inside the fourth coffin while his friend was inside the fifth coffin.

    But I had started the rescuing procedure on the fifth coffin, thinking that it was the fourth coffin because I neither saw nor counter the first coffin because, it was positioned in the darkest part of the room and Mr. Damilola captured another soul, which made the number of persons he captured and number of coffins lined up to increase to six.

    Mr. Damilola observed all the coffins and searched for me in all the places he thinks best, then he went to the door, unlocked it and started going out. God knows his reason for going out, where he was going; if he was going to come back into the secret room again and what he was going to bring in when he comes back. I didn’t bother about him. I just thought to myself, to quickly set Somadina free and any other person I could set free before he comes back.

    I came out of my hiding corner and headed to the fourth coffin. In haste, I took the smallest egg and put it inside my mouth; took the second to the smallest egg, break it on the floor, beside the coffin. Immediately I took the last egg, the coffin opened and a boy lifted his head and gradually came out of the coffin. I took a close stare at him and behold, it was Somadina came out. Awn! My heart gladden for joy.

    I felt sudden sweetness travelled all over my veins. I took a close look at him; It was really Somadina Godwin. The senior school three boy who begged me to rescue him; the ghost boy I had been talking with. I quickly broke the last egg inside the coffin; then I brought out the smallest egg in my mouth and broke it on Somadina’s body, hoping that he would realize himself and become normal; hoping that he would recognize me and I would get to hug him as a human but he didn’t come to his senses. He was just standing beside his coffin like a manicure; the same way his friend, George Solomon had been standing since I let him out.

    What else am I supposed to do? I wondered.
    Maybe, if I break this snake head staff on my hand, into piece, Somadina and his friend will all come to their senses. I thought to myself. I held the end of the staff and placed my knee in the middle, so as to break it into two. I was about pressing my knee hard on the staff when a voice in my head said: why not release these other persons from their coffins so that when you break the staff, everyone of them will be completely free’.

    I considered the idea and stopped my about to be applied method of breaking the staff. So, I moved to the next coffin, to set another trapped person free. I was still pressing the snake head staff hard on its head, joined with its mouth in other to prevent it from coming alive to bite me, just as Somadina instructed me to do and my hand was becoming weary because I’ve held it tight for too long, without changing hands. Nevertheless, I went to the sixth coffin; the last person Mr. Damilola had trapped and I exhibited the procedure Somadina told me to perform and the coffin opened.

    A beautiful lady in her early twenties came out and stood beside her coffin, the same way Somadina and his friend stood. I moved to the third coffin and then to the second coffin and I rescued them both; one was a lady while the other was a guy. They were both youths in their late twenties. The guy was huge and well muscle bounded. He had the statue of those bouncers I saw outside the compound. Maybe this guy used to be Mr. Damilola’s personal Assistant or bodyguard who saw his evil doings and ended up being trapped his boss. I thought to myself.

    TO Be Continued

  • The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher (Episode 18)

    The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher (Episode 18)

    The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher Episode 18

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

    The room was dark, cold and quiet like a grave yard. Its scents, smell of an incense with a mixture of a rotten meat. There was as Small window; smaller than that of a toilet window, it was situated close to the ceiling, towards the left side while standing at the door. The window was covered with a red cotton and from the window came a lightening that brightened the room with a touch of redness.

    There was four big candles of different colours: red, yellow, black and white. The candles were lined up at the foot of a short table. There were fire on them. The table contained Some idols and strains of blood.

    Just as Somadina told me; from my left to my right, I saw five coffins lined up on a shelf, with three eggs placed on their tops.

    So these coffins contain the people Shegu’s father had trapped and is yet to decide their fate; whether to sacrifice or kill them. I wondered.

    I remembered Somadina told me that he was inside the fourth coffin while his friend George Solomon was inside the fifth coffin. I remembered that he also said that, among the three eggs which were placed on top of the coffins, I should take the smallest of them all and put it inside my mouth, then I take the second to the smallest eggs and smash it on the ground close to the coffin. Take the last egg and the coffin will open by itself.

    Once the coffin opens, the person Shegu’s father had trapped will rise up but will not be in his or her right senses. So I should break the third egg inside his or her coffin, take out the smallest egg inside my mouth and break it on the person’s body, and the person will realize himself or come to his senses. And that I must be fast in doing all this so that Shegu’s father won’t come back and meet me because he senses when someone intrudes into his mansion”

    I quickly walked to the fourth coffin; the one Somadina told me he was inside. I took the smallest egg and immediately I put the egg inside my mouth, I heard a movement in Mr Damilola’s room. Maybe he is done having his bath” I assumed and ignored it, continuing with what I was doing. I took the second to the smallest egg and smack it on the ground, close the the coffin, I was about taking the third egg when I heard a sound as if someone shifted the left wardrobe, through which I had entered the secret room.

    I quickly paused. The door handle rattled; and I knew someone was about coming in. I quickly ran to the edge of the room, beside the shelf and hid. The door opened and Mr. Damilola came it immediately.

    He saw the egg I smashed on the ground beside Somadina’s coffin and went straight to observe it. Then, he started looking around; his head and eyes were turning from one end to the other, like a fearless warrior who was searching for a thief that broke into his house.

    I stood steel, trying hard not to shake or make a sound. Although I was invisible, but I wasn’t convinced that I was truly invisible. I felt like he would see me if he comes closer to the edge of the shelf where I hid because I was seeing him clearly.

    He took the last egg on Somadina’s coffin and observe the coffin closely. When he was done observing Somadina’s coffin, he started coming closer to the edge of the shelf, where I hid. He was still holding the egg and he was also observing other coffins. He started from the fifth coffin, heading to the first coffin where I hid. He bent low to the height of the shelf, gradually observing each one of them. As he was drawing closer to the first coffin, where I hid, my heart started pounding.

    “Oh God!” I screamed in my heart.
    He came to where I hid and looked closely. I became scared. I thought he had seen me, because I saw him look at the space where I hid but he didn’t see me. I suppose the invisible clothe was the type someone can see through, so he didn’t notice I was there or maybe he saw me but pretended. I wasn’t sure.

    He horridly left the secret room.

    Did he see me and pretend? Why did he leave in a hurry? Is he going to bring something to kill me?” I wondered.

    I came out from my hiding corner and went to the door. He didn’t close the door properly, so I peeped through the slant opened space and saw that he was standing beside the wardrobe at the right. And he was observing the two remaining crafted staffs.

    “Ah! I said it!” I heard him scream. He turned vigorously towards the doorway of the secret room, as if he was going to come and bounce on me. My heart began to pound vigorously. Oh God! What do I do now? Where do I hid now?

    Just as I was about to think of an escape route, a knock came at the door.

    “Who’s that?” Mr. Damilola asked.
    He quickly dropped the egg he was holding on the floor, beside the wardrobe and went to his bed and sat.

    “It’s me Rosy” a lady’s voice floated in, from outside and immediately, the door handle rattled and the door opened.
    A fair, busty and heavily endowed booty lady entered his room.

    “My sugar daddy! My sweet honey!” She yelled excitedly as she walked her way into the room.

    Mr. Damilola stood and walked a bit further to welcome the lady.

    “Your bouncers were trying to hinder me from entering your house.” The Lady started to complain.

    “Why would they do that? I informed them about your coming” Mr. Damilola said.

    “The one at the gate said you already have a visitor but I insisted on coming in, because you were the one that invited me” the lady said. And it immediately occurred to me that I had taken this lady’s place; that I was allowed to come into the compound because the bouncer thought I was the lady; the one Mr. Damilola told them was coming and was waiting for. That was why the bouncer dragged me into the compound.

    Mr. Damilola thought for a while and I wondered if he was suspecting that someone invaded his room. I prayed in my heart that God should distract him from coming after me. Or from going outside to ask his bodyguards who else they had allowed to enter his house aside the lady.

    “The bouncer said a lady already visited you” The lady said. “Are you cheating on me?” She asked with a soft but suspicious tune.

    “Of course not!” Said, Mr. Damilola. “I can’t cheat on you. No lady came here. That boy at the gate must be out of his mind” Mr. Damilola expressed disappointment towards the bouncer. Then he hugged the lady and they both went up to the bed, playing lovey-dovey.

    TO Be Continued

  • The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher (Episode 17)

    The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher (Episode 17)

    The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher Episode 17

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

    When I got to the entrance door, another giant bouncer, looking furious and determined was standing there. He got the door opened for me and as I walked in, he quickly shut the door behind me in the manner that made my heart to skip.

    “Oh God; saviour of the world; into your hands I commit my body, soul and spirit. Please don’t let me die today.” I prayed in my heart. I moved forward into the sitting-room, thinking that Mr. Damilola would be sited somewhere there, waiting for me; waiting to mock me. Like first, he will laugh at me ” haha” when he is done laughing, he will make mockery of me saying: “Look at this small girl that wants to challenge me! Look at this thing that wants to come into my room to set my captives free! Who are you? What power do you have?”

    If I don’t try to defend myself, or if I’m not able to defend myself well, he will then devour me, like lions devour their preys.

    But luckily for me, Mr. Damilola was neither sited nor anywhere around the sitting-room. Where could he be? What am I supposed to do now? Am I supposed to wait for him here at the sitting room or go meet with him where he is? Where am I supposed to go and meet him? What is he up to?” I wondered. My body was still quivering.

    I started looking around slowly, checking if I would see any hidden camera in the sitting room; maybe he’s watching me, but I didn’t see any camara, or if there was, I couldn’t spot it out.

    As I walked closer to the upholstery, I wondered why there were bouncers everywhere in the compound?

    Could it be that Mr. Damilola already knew that I would be coming today to rescue Somadina? Or could it be that he was expecting someone else; perhaps a lady, but I became unfortunate to arrive earlier before the lady he was expecting? Could it be that he hired these bouncers today because he knew I would be coming or because of the lady he was expecting or could it be that he used to have bouncers guarding him at all times and Somadina didn’t tell me about it? Why would Somadina keep such thing a secret from me? Could it be that Somadina planned to lure me to Mr. Damilola?

    There were many “could it be” running in my head; many things I wondered in my mind without getting an answer. The most of them all was “why did Somadina suddenly disappear; why hasn’t he appeared to me?” Even though Somadina earlier told me that if paraventure I stopped seeing him, I should know that his magic has expired and that he had gone back into the coffin, yet I still asked myself why he suddenly vanished and hasn’t appeared ever since.

    My heart was still pounding heavily and my body was still quivering, yet I continued stepping forward, slowly into the sitting-room. When I got to the middle, behind the three in one upholstery, position directly, towards the large flat screen plasma television, hung on the wall, I stopped and stood still. “What should I do now? I asked myself. Should I sit down and wait for Shegu’s father to come and meet me here? Or should I just go into his room and meet him? …Copyright:: My Emotional Stories…

    Maybe you should go into his room, he could be sleeping and you could use the opportunity to rescue Somadina” A voice suggested in me.
    Immediately, I recalled that Somadina said that once I get upstairs, that Mr. Damilola’s room was the last room at my right so I headed upstairs, quietly and quickly.

    When I got to the last door, which I presumed was Mr. Damilola’s room, I paused and tried to recall all Somadina said I should do when I get to Mr. Damilola’s room. I recalled that Somadina said that, when someone enters Mr. Damilola’s room, the person will never know that there is a secret room inside the room, so the moment I enter, at my left, I will see two wardrobes, one at the right; the other at the left with a little space between them.

    I should go to the wardrobe at my right, I will see three different crafted short staffs hung beside the wardrobe and a black plain cloth, hung above those three staffs. The cloth makes someone invisible so I should take the cloth first and cover myself, it will make you invisible, even if Mr. Damilola enters suddenly, he won’t see me. He said I can also walk around the house and nobody will see me, but if I talk or make noise, anyone around would hear me.

    Remembering the invisible clothe, I revived my hope and made it my first target. If only I can get the invisible clothe, my escaping, will be easy; I would just opened the entrance door and walk out of the compound without being confronted by those aggressive bouncers” I told myself.

    I quietly opened the door, slanted it and then peeped inside the room, searching for Mr. Damilola; where he might have positioned himself but luckily, I didn’t see him anywhere in his room. Rather I saw the two wardrobes, Somadina had told me about and the wooden crafts hung on the wardrobe at the right and it made me started reviving the trust I had in Somadina again.

    I entered the room quickly and slammed the door silently. Then I headed to the wardrobe, rooting for the invisible clothe. As I got to the wardrobe, I stretch my hands as high as I could and removed the cloth. It was hung above three crafted staffs like Somadina had mentioned, however it wasn’t an already made clothe; it was a lace material and was folded, in the manner that made it look like a half yard material. I unfolded it quickly and covered myself, from head to toe and still, the cloth floated on the ground like a wedding gown.

    It was about nine yards lace material and I was happy; nobody, including Mr. Damilola would be able to see me. I thought to myself.

    Just then, I heard Mr. Damilola’s voice. He was having his bath in his bathroom, which had its door, close to his bed, and he was chanting some incantations while having his bath.

    “Hey God!” My heart started to pound again. Just then, Somadina’s instruction on what next to do after covering myself with the clothe lingered; I remembered it or rather I heard it in the tune which he had told me and in his exact voice:

    “When you cover yourself with the cloth, among those three crafted short staffs, take the staff which has the head of a snake. Be careful not to choose the staff with the head of a duck because it looks like the one with the head of a snake and if you choose the wrong staff, the snake on the other staff will come alive and bite you, it is too sensitive and it is the python Mr. Damilola sacrifices those ladies to”

    Remembering this, fear caught hold of me more. My heart began to beat profoundly. Shouldn’t I just walk away in this invisible clothe?. I thought to myself. I was beginning to quiver, but I heard a voice: “please save me!”
    It sounded like those times Somadina profoundly begged me “..aunty please save me!”

    I made to walk away, but a voice in me; a voice I presumed to be my conscience, told me not to walk away without rescuing Somadina. I was afraid but the voice comforted me and told me not to be afraid; that God was with me.

    I became a bit courageous. In haste, I turned towards the left wardrobe, so as to quickly push it forward and enter the secret room but then a voice asked me:

    “Aren’t you forgetting to take something?”
    I paused and tried to remember.

    Oh! The staff with the head of a snake. I recalled and turned back quickly. I looked at the three short staffs, hung beside the wardrobe.

    Which one among them is the snake-head staff? I observed closely and finally sported it.
    Remember, Somadina said: “grab the snake-head staff on its head and try as much as you can to press the snake mouth closed.” I heard a voice in my head, as if it was Somadina’s voice.

    “Don’t grab it on the middle, otherwise it will turn its head and bite you.

    I positioned my hand in the manner, that I could grab the snake-head staff properly and I grabbed it, and pressed it mouth closed.

    God is helping me. I said to myself.

    Now, as you’re holding the snake staff on its head, move to the left wardrobe and pull it forward to see the door behind it. The voice in my head keep directing me.

    I went to the left wardrobe and pulled it forward. I saw the secret door to the secret room. I open the door and entered. While I was still at the door post of the secret room, I pull the wardrobe back to it’s position; to cover the secret door so that Mr. Damilola will not notice that someone raided his room and entered his secret room. However, I couldn’t pull the wardrobe properly. Then I turned and faced the secret room, ready to rescue lives.

    To Be Continued

  • The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher (Episode 16)

    The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher (Episode 16)

    The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher Episode 16

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

    I got to Shegu’s house around 4:30Pm. My heart was still beating and my body was quivering seriously. Getting to the gate, a voice in me told me to discontinue; that I shouldn’t knock at the gate; that I should turn back and leave unless I want to die. Remember, you dont have magical powers. The voice told me. I wanted to heed to the voice discouragement, but something; a force; a spirit, I can’t tell which one but I know something pushed me and I ended up pressing the bell at the gate.

    Immediately, a giant man came out. He didn’t look like a gateman or security. He looked like a bodyguard. I suspect he was a bouncer or one of those kind of hired assassin we see in movies. He was wearing black and black and his face looked so serious and mean.

    “Ah! I’ve entered a very big trouble.” I told myself.

    “Yes? Who are you looking for?” He asked. His voice was loud and harsh.
    ‘Maybe you should just tell him sorry, then turn back and walk away’ A voice suggested in my head.

    “Emm.. Emm…. It’s a mistake sir.. it’s a mistake.. I’m sorry sir! This is not the house I’m looking for. I will just get going sir” I said and turned back quickly but he grabbed my hand and pulled me towards him.

    “You can’t just walk away like that” He said with a mean voice. My heart skipped immediately. “Hey God! Save me oh” I prayed in my heart.

    “You are here to see someone right?” He asked.

    I nodded my head in affirmation and at the same time I wagged my head in disagreement. I was just scared and confused.

    “Aren’t you the one Mr. Dami has been expecting?” He asked.

    He didn’t even wait for me to answer yes or no, he quickly dragged me inside the compound and locked the gate.

    I stood. I froze. I just wanted the ground to open up and swallow me as I saw four other hefty men like him positioned at different angles of the compound.

    “Jesus!… Jesus!.. Jesus!…” I started shouting in my mind. “… Please don’t forsake me.. Please don’t let this mission take my life”

    “Mr. Dami is waiting for you in his room” He told me and gave me a little push to keep me going or perhaps to remind me that I ought to keep moving instead of standing like a tree as I was standing.

    “Ah! I’m dead! This wasn’t the plan oh God!” I whirled. “…Somadina told me Mr. Damilola comes home by 6:00pm. Why is he home already? Why is he waiting for me? Does he know I’m coming? Ah, I’m finished! What do I do?”

    Fear gripped me more. My heart beating increased; my body quivered even more as if my legs were going to break and my body would fall out. “Ah Somadina and I didn’t plan to meet Mr Damilola at home. What do I do? God! If only Somadina would show up right now and tell me what to do.”

    I started walking to the mansion, slowly and as calm as I never knew I could be. Hot sweat started running furiously out of my body; I never knew I could sweat that much. I never knew sweat could come out from someone’s body hot like a boiled water.

    I kept walking to the mansion, towards the entrance door.
    God please save my life. God please find a way to help me escape. God please forgive all my sins including the ones I’ve not committed. God please don’t let it be that Somadina set me up to be killed by a ritualist” I prayed as I walked towards the entrance door of the mansion.

    To Be Continued

  • The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher (Episode 15)

    The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher (Episode 15)

    The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher Episode 15

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

    Around nine o’clock in the morning, I was still lying down outside the gate of Somadina’s house, where I had slept for the night, when the gateman opened the gate for Somadina parents and was shocked to see me outside the gate.

    “Did you sleep here?” He asked and I answered ‘yes’.

    “Ah! That means the matter wey you carry come here dey serious oh” He said.

    Somadina’s parents drove out and were also surprised to see me outside their gate.

    “Young lady, what are you still doing in my house?” The father asked.

    “I slept outside here sir because I had nowhere to go and I’m determined to save your son today” I answered.

    He turned and made eye contact with the wife and then turned to me.

    “You aren’t serious; are you?”

    “I’m serious sir. Your son needs my help and I will do my best to save him” I answered.

    He said nothing. He just thought for a while, looking surprisingly at me, with Somadina’s mother. After they were satisfied with the thoughts going on in their minds as the looked at me, or perhaps after the were satisfied examining me, they continue to drive out to where they were going, without saying a word to me.

    After a while, the gateman had compassion on me. He let me in, shared his food with me and gave me water to have my birth and new clothes to wear and I was grateful. I used the opportunity to wash my clothes and it got dried before three o’clock.

    I never saw Somadina again after he vanished at midnight and till this moment. The hour of four o’clock, which is the time I will be going to Shegu’s house, was approaching, yet Somadina didn’t show up; I didn’t also see any sign of his friends. I became worried. What couldve happened to him? Is there anything going on that he didn’t tell me? Many questions ran in my mind but I kept my cool, and didn’t resist paying profoundly to God, to grant me Successful rescue mission.

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    At exactly four o’clock prompt, I prayed profoundly again. The gateman was just watching me and hearing all that I was asking God to grant me. At a point, he started saying ‘amen’ to my prayers and it gave me the sense that he believed me. He believed that Somadina was in trouble; that he was trapped in Shegu’s house; that I had come all the way for Abia State; determined to rescue him and this made me courageous, that even if I die, at least someone from Somadina’s house is aware that I died risking my life to save Somadina.

    When I was done praying, I changed into the clothes I had washed which were all dried; I mean, the clothes I wore from my home. I remembered that Somadina told me to dress like a prostitute so that the gateman in Shegu’s house would believe that I was one of those ladies Shegu’s father usually bring home and he will let me in, so I twisted my shirt to bring out my shape and then I drew my skirt up to make it short and I folded the upper side of my skirt so as to reveal my waist and it made me look so sexy.

    “I will be on my way now sir” I told the gateman and started going to Shegu’s house to rescue Somadina. Fear was making my body to quiver. My heart was beating uncontrollably. I was so scared of what might happen to me if Shegu’s father catches me, yet I continued walking to Shegu’s house, to rescue Somadina.

    TO Be Continued

  • The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher (Episode 14)

    The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher (Episode 14)

    The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher Episode 14

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

    Somadina led me to their house, a beautiful mansion, painted with a milky colour. Then we walked pass their house, headed to Shegu’s house. After seeing Shegu’s house, which was also a beautiful mansion, painted all gold, with the head of a lion, molded and painted beautifully on the sit-out pillars, and two full lions moulded each on top of the pillars of the gate, we headed back to Somadina’s house.

    I knocked at the gate and it got opened by a gateman. He had been the gateman in Somadina’s house for years. The moment Somadina saw him, he instantly became invisible. I didn’t know how he did it but I know I became the only one seeing Somadina and the gateman wasn’t.

    “Good evening sir” I greeted.

    The gateman didn’t even respond. He was just looking at me and expecting me to reveal my reason of being there.

    “I’m here to see Somadina’s parents” I said.

    “Which of the parents? Is it his mother or his father?”

    “Tell him, my Mom” Somadina told me.

    “His Mom” I replied.

    “Any problem?”

    “Yes there is a problem; a very big problem and you have to let me in right now” I said.

    “Let me go inform her first” The gateman said and shut the gate, leaving us outside. I meant, leaving me outside. Somadina was invisible anyway.

    “You wouldn’t have told him there’s a problem. He will go and tell my Mom exactly what you have said now, and she would be worried” Somadina told me.

    “It’s better she worry so she will believe me easily, than just making her feel normal” I said.

    Few minutes later, the gateman opened the gate and let us in. I mean, let me into the mansion because I was the only one he sees, though Somadina was beside me.

    Somadina’s Mom and Dad were at the sittingroom waiting anxiously for me. The moment I entered and greeted them, his Mom anxiously asked me.

    “Young lady, who are you? And what is the problem you told my gateman about?”

    “My name is Jacinta Ma’am. I came all the way from Abia State because your son Somadina asked me to help him…”

    “My son Somadina?” The Mother interrupted, standing up with all her strength and in curiously.

    “…Yes! Your son Somadina….and I can’t help him alone so I decided to come and request for your Support”

    “Where is he? Where did you see him?

    “He is here with me but you can’t see him because he is a ghost” I said.

    His parents looked at me strangely, as though I was weird or I was speaking what doesn’t make sense. I guess, this was where they lost curiously about knowing the whereabout of Somadina, especially his Mom, because she slowly sat down and made eye contact with Somadina’s father. I can’t really tell what they thought of me and I didn’t care to know; I just continued telling them what I was telling them.

    “…your Son Somadina, was a student in the school I teach in Abia State. He met me and told me that he was trapped in a coffin, inside the secret room of Shegu’s father and that I should help save his life. So I came to tell you to join me let’s go and save your son’s life”

    They were still looking at me, puzzled.

    “You don’t believe me?” I asked. They didn’t say anything. I turned to Somadina “Your parents didn’t believe me” I told him.

    “Tell them, I only have today and tomorrow to be rescued, because, before this time a day after tomorrow, Shegu’s father will burry me and they will never see me again” Somadina said.

    I told them what Somadina had said yet they didn’t believe me. I also told them how Somadina had tried to communicate his whereabouts to them and how he had troubled me to come set him free, still they didn’t believe me. They thought I made up the story and it got me really angry.

    “Many people that claimed to be prophets and prophetess and men of God have defrauded us huge amount of money in the name of helping us find our son. Some came with similar story like yours, saying they hear Somadina crying for help; some said he’s still alive but in the end, nothing to show. My son is still not home. What makes you think we will buy your story? You are just another frau*dster” The Mom said.
    This got me really angry because I risked my life and my job to be there, so as to save their son’s life and what I get is insults.

    “Look Mr. Godwin and Mrs Juliana” I called them by their names angrily and mostly because Somadina told me their names and asked me to call them their name, that if they hear it from me, they will assume that he had told me and they will believe me. Yet the didn’t believe me.

    “Whether you believe me or not, your first son: Godwin Somadina is trapped in a coffin by his best friend’s father: Shegu. And I have come from Abia State to Abuja to help save him and I will do my best to save him. You warned him to stop visiting Shegu but he went at your back and visited him and ended up being trapped in a coffin by Shegu’s father. So here is the plan I had with Somadina. By four o’clock tomorrow evening, I will go to Shegu’s house and try to rescue your son before Shegu’s father will return from work. So If you feel your son’s life is important, come and meet me in Mr. Damilola’s house. Come and help me recue your son tomorrow” I told them and left their house.

    Although I had nowhere to go and sleep over against tomorrow but I left anyway. The money I brought with me was inside my bag and Somadina couldn’t appear with it the time he was appearing with me, so I had no money with me and I didn’t bother to think of going to lodge. Since I didn’t know Abuja very well, especially the estate I already am, I didn’t want to get missing so I just went to the end pillar of their gate and sat.

    Night came and I ended up sleeping outside the gate of Somadina’s house. Somadina stayed with me untill midnight. Then around 1:00PM, he suddenly vanished while discussing with me and never came back, even in the morning.

    To Be Continued

  • The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher (Episode 13)

    The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher (Episode 13)

    The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher Episode 13

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

    Somadina held my hands. “Don’t be scared, nothing will happen to you” He told me.

    “… Now here’s the plan.” He started to explain.

    “You will go to Shegu’s house when his father is yet to return from work. He comes back around 6:00pm, so you will have to go to his house by 4:30 pm or 5:00pm. When you get to Shegu’s house, the security man would not want to allow you in. So you’ve got to pretend like you are a prostitute who had come to see Shegu’s father on his invitation. The security will claim that Shegu’s father doesn’t invite a lady, instead, he drives them into the compound in his car. You will agree but claim that he got an important call and asked you to go to his house and wait. If the security man still refuses to let you in, you will have to shout at him and tell him angrily that he will loose his job if Mr. Damilola comes back and meet you outside. At this statement, he will let you in and ask you to go sit at the garden. Ignore him; just go straight to the entrance of the mansion. The door is not always locked, open it and enter the house. If the security tries to stop you from entering, tell him Mr. Damilola asked you to wait for him inside his sittingroom. Once you enter the sittingroom, hurry upstairs. Mr Damilola’s room is the last door by the right. In his room, you will never know there’s a secret room, so the moment you enter, at your left, you will see two wardrobe, one at the right; the other at the left with a little space between them. Go to the one at the right, you will see three different crafted short staffs hung beside the wardrobe and a black plain cloth, hung above those three staffs. The cloth makes someone invisible so take the cloth first and cover yourself, it will make you invisible, even if Mr. Damilola enters suddenly, he won’t see you. And you can walk around the house and nobody will see you but the noise you make, or if you talk, anyone can hear you. So when you cover yourself with the cloth, among those three crafted short staffs, take the staff which has the head of a snake. Be careful not to choose the staff with the head of a duck because it looks like the one with the head of a snake and if you choose the wrong staff, the snake on the other staff will come alive and bite you, it is too sensitive and it is the python Mr. Damilola sacrifices those ladies to”

    On hearing this, great fear caught hold of me. My heart began to beat profoundly. This is a deadly mission. I thought to myself. I was beginning to quiver, yet Somadina didn’t notice, he just continued talking.

    “Please grab the snake-head staff on its head and try as much as you can to press the snake mouth closed. Don’t grab it on the middle, otherwise it will turn its head and bite you. Now, while holding the snake staff on its head, pull the wardrobe on your left forward, a door is behind it… It is the secret door to the secret room. Open the door and enter the room. From your left to your right, you will see five coffins lined up on a shelf, with three eggs placed on their tops. Each coffin contains the people he trapped and is yet to decide their fate; whether to sacrifice or k i l l them. I am inside the fourth coffin while my friend Goerge Solomon is inside the fifth coffin. Among the three eggs which are placed on top of the coffins, take the smallest of them and put inside your mouth, then take the second to the smallest eggs and break it on the ground close to the coffin. Take the last egg and the coffin will open by itself. Once the coffin opens, the person Shegu’s father had trapped will rise up but will not be in his or her right senses. So you will break the third egg inside his or her coffin, take out the smallest egg inside your mouth and break it on the person’s body, and the person will realize himself or come to his senses. But you must be fast in doing all this so that Shegu’s father won’t come back and meet you because he senses when someone intrudes into his mansion and you have to free me first”

    Somadina kept quiet now. He had told me all he has to tell me and was just looking at me. Perhaps, he was examining me, to know if I have heard what he said.

    I was scared; really scared yet I told him ‘ I’ve heard him and that we should get going’

    “Now, remember this. If Shegu’s father suddenly comes in or appears to you, don’t panick, throw the snake head staff on him, and the snake will bite him.

    “Okay” I said and we started going.

    TO Be Continued…

  • The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher (Episode 12)

    The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher (Episode 12)

    The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher Episode 12

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

    “Please where is this place?…How did we get here? Where are the other passengers and driver and our bus? I asked, disrupting his thinking mood.

    “We are in Abuja and we are in the estate where my family house is located”

    I widened my eyes in surprise. “How did we come to Abuja? Our car was sumersaulting and was at the verge of killing us all, the last time I checked” I said.

    “With the help of my friends, I disappeared with you the moment our car wanted to fall into a river and we appeared here. I never knew disappearing with you would work”

    I kept my eyes fixed on him. So as I am like this, I’ve disappeared as a human? I thought to myself. If Jeremiah had followed us and this accident happened, maybe Somadina wouldn’t have been able to disappear with him also. He would have been in that car and would have died.

    For a moment I felt grateful that I was alive and that Jeremiah didn’t come with us.

    “So where is your house? Because we need to go inform your family that you are trapped in a coffin.” I said.

    “This is the street of my house. My house is ten poles away from here. But before I take you to my house, I will first show you Shegu’s house”

    “Ok, that’s good…. Let’s get going then” I said and led the way as if I knew the right way.

    Dear pirater of my story, your brain will go blank and you will never create a work of your own because you STEAL people’s stories and fails to give them credit. If you don’t repent, your village ancestors will soon come for you*

    “Hold on please. I need to tell you something” Somadina said. I turned and fixed my eyes on him.

    “The moment people who knew me starts walking by, I may disappear or become invisible especially if we approach my family. You may be the only one seeing me or you may not see me at all. So when you don’t see me anymore, just know that my magic has expired and I’ve gone back to the coffin, this means you will have to do your best to save my life. Please don’t give up on me, especially when my family doubts you.”

    “Don’t worry, I will do my best” I told him.

    “One more thing!” He said and I listened.

    “Shegu’s father is a womanizer. He likes to bring women over, every night especially young ladies like you. And half of the ladies he brought home never return back to where they came from and they were never found anywhere in Shegu’s father house. This means that they got missing. Only God knows what Shegu’s father did to them.”

    Fear gripped me. My heart started to beat but I behaved myself.

    “I’m not telling you this to scare you…” He continued “… I’m telling you to get you informed about the man you are going to his house to rescue me. And also to tell you the strategy my friends and I came up with, incase you enter the secret room and Shegu’s father suddenly appear.”

    TO Be Continued…

  • The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher (Episode 11)

    The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher (Episode 11)

    The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher Episode 11

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

    It was like I became unconscious for a while. Because when I opened my eyes, I saw that I was lying on some flowers which were placed on the ground and Somadina was staring into my face. His eyes were red and tears were flowing from them. He was crying uncontrollably.

    He quickly raised my head and hugged me so tight, pressing my head to his chest. What could be making him cry? I thought to myself and in that instant, I remembered how our car was running furiously down a valley, then started sumersaulting and suddenly I went blank. Remembering this, I pinched myself and realized that I was alive. I didn’t only realize that I was alive, I looked at my body and noticed that there was no strain of blood on me, meaning that I didn’t sustain any injury. Then I looked around and notice that I wasn’t lying anywhere close to a bush or river and my fellow passengers, the driver and our car wasn’t around me. There was no crowd of people that I would have said we’re the villagers who rescued us or who came to see the terrible accident that happened in their village. Nobody was there. It was only Somadina and I.

    I looked around and saw that I was lying at the gate of a mansion along a neat street that looks like an estate. And Somadina was holding me as tears kept dropping from his eyes.

    “What happened? Why are you crying? Did I break my legs?” I asked and tried to stand up. To my surprise, I stood perfectly on my two legs; nothing happened to them.

    Somadina stood up quickly and hugged me again.

    “Thank you for staying alive. I thought I’ve lost you” He said. Tears were flowing from his eyes; his heart were beating; he was sniffing at interval and I knew he had cried so much. He kept hugging me, tighter that I felt his heart beat, felt his soft skin and my nostrils was fill with his body scents. I allowed him hug me to his satisfaction. When he got satisfied, he held my face with both hands and started looking into my face. He was a little taller than me and it made me raise my face up, looking at his face as well. Our eyes met. I began to reminisce how he had hugged me earlier, how he had hugged me now; how our body had cling together and I felt his skin over mine, his heart beat and how he was holding up my face now, and looking into my eyes with passion for something I wouldn’t resist if he does it; a kiss. I was beginning to fall in love with him and I knew he was feeling the same way about me too; if he had not fallen in love with me already.

    “I don’t know what I could’ve done if you had died. I don’t think I would have forgiven myself” He said and placed his forehead against mine. My heart sweetened me like butterfly was sent into my tommy. It was love I felt, I won’t lie. I forgot that I was his teacher and he was my students; that he was eighteen years and I was twenty-five, although I looked twenty or even less.

    “I’m alive Somadina. You didn’t lose me” I told him and gently pulled my face from his hands which he was almost bringing closer because our forehead was not the only thing clinging together, our nose was beginning to touch and he was bringing his lips close to mine as though, he wanted us to kiss.

    “Can we get going now?” I said.
    He stood and looked at me for a while.

    “I’ve fallen in love with you, aunty Jaci” He said, softly and sincerely.

    My heart giggled. I felt a kind of sweetness travel all over my body. I fixed my eyes on him, not knowing what to say.

    “I’ve never felt this way before. I’ve never fallen in love with any girl before. You are my first. Believe me; I’m in love with you”

    “But you are a ghost, what if you don’t make it out of that coffin?”

    “This is the main reason I’m letting you know my heart. If I don’t make it alive, I will know that once in my lifetime, I fell in love with a girl and I got the chance to tell her my heart.

    I smiled. “I know you will make it alive…” I said “…just that, I don’t think you will recognize me when you enter your real body”

    “I’ve prayed that God should grant me the opportunity to show my love to you and He did, by first, bringing you back to life. So I will recognize you when I posses my real body. I just hope God saves my life and make you to love me back, regardless my age”

    I smiled again. If only he knew my heart; that I have also fallen in love with him. I thought to myself.

    He was looking at me, lost in a thought which only him can explain.

    TO Be Continued…

  • The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher (Episode 10)

    The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher (Episode 10)

    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)

    The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher (Episode 9)

    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…