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Episode 2

Good morning sirā€ my mother greeted the so called man of God.

ā€œMaybe my papa prayer never reach to cure pissā€ i envisioned.

ā€œPastor, my son has a problem with urinating on the bed, even if he is not given anything to drinkā€ my mother explained.

ā€œDonā€™t worry ma, that spirit of pissing must come outā€, ā€˜boy come here!! If you dream and you piss what kind of dream is that? Please explain itā€

ā€œSir if i dey sleep, I go dream say piss dey hungry me, so i will piss anywhere i like naā€ i said while sniffing back tears.

ā€œJesus christ, ma this your son has been possesed by the spirit of demonic pissingā€ the pastor oviously in the spirit shouted.
ā€œSo na which time my piss come get demon naā€ i m0aned.

ā€œArababababa shalomakotoshaā€ the pastor spoke in tongues, abi its his fatherā€™s language I cared less to know. The only thing on my mind was how i would solve the grueling sounds coming from my empty stomach.
ā€œCome out you spiritā€ the pastor screamed while holding my head and shaking it like a palm tree.

ā€œIf my neck break eh! I swear you go born another son for my papaā€ i swore silently.
Then an idea entered my mind, i started shouting Amen and shaking like i was catching cold. I then started pissing on the ground there, and then i fell down with a smile on my face.

ā€œMa this is the last piss your son will ever pees on the bed againā€ the pastor said looking at me laying like a corspe on the ground with urine round me.

I smiled and thought ā€œpastor you think say your prayer fit stop my piss abi you think say you don tie my prick with spiritual wire? Make i go house na!!

The next morningā€¦ā€¦ā€¦
ā€œChai my yansh o, na who slap me naā€i said angrily, jumping off my bed, My dad was looking at me furiously.

ā€œSo you have piss on the bed again, you will cry this morningā€

ā€œI talk am na, that pastor prayer no fit catch me, I dey ghost modeā€ i foolishly commented.


ā€œIf you no come inside now we go close the door oā€ my sister said.

We were watching a movie title ā€œEnd of the wicked by Helen Apkabioā€. The film was so devilish with a lot of wicthcraft scenes in it, which caused me to always run outside when that part was shown cause i was so afraid and thought that i would see the witches if I entered a dark room.

We lived in a two storey apartment with our fellow missionary brethrens in a surburb of Jos, Plateau state. My dad and mom were out and we were in our neighbourā€™s house watching the movie oblivious of the fact that they were back.
ā€œUduakā€ my mother screamed
ā€œmaā€
ā€œGo into the kitchen and bring me that big spoonā€

The film i watched earlier was still having an effect on me. I was dead scared and was afraid to go there alone. Then i saw my neighbourā€™s daughter Janet.

ā€œAbeg Janet come escourt me go kicthen naā€ i begged.

ā€œOk na make we goā€
Not knowing it would lead to another thingā€¦.


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