The Runs Girl

Episode 49

For two weeks I took the doctor’s drugs as prescribed but there wasn’t any improvement in my symptoms. The itching refused to stop, the rashes refused to disappear and the genital sores refused to heal. I was greatly disturbed and uncomfortable and I didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t go to the babalawo because of known reasons not to talk of the spiritualist I once visited. So my next line of action was to start going for crusades and deliverance in different churches. I hadn’t heard from senator clifford since that day; maybe he was busy, I didn’t know.

The woman who had been tormenting me hadn’t appeared for sometime but I still had the fear that she could appear anytime. If only returning her money would make her leave me alone, I didn’t mind returning it. No new job had come my way. The few that came I turned them down because there was no way I could go and service a client with the disease I was carrying. I hadn’t heard from my mum since my last visit home and I wasn’t even planning to cos I didn’t want to throw her into panic. The first church I attended their deliverance service was one pentecostal church close to my school whose name I wouldn’t want to mention. I had come very early about one hour before the service started and sat in the centre row waiting for the prayers to begin. The prayers soon began in ernest and everybody started to fire. The entire congregation began to bind and cast and I joined. I needed solution to my ailment and I was willing to do anything even giving up my runs girl business. All the money I made from the business was gradually being drained by hospital bills so I needed a cure and needed it fast.

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I had made God a promise that I would never go back to runs girl business if he cured me but I guess he was yet to answer and I was ready to continue begging till he answered. I had grown so thin like someone with HIV even though I didn’t have it. I looked like bamboo stick and was now a shadow of my former self. Infact if I had happened to turn up before a client in my present condition, the client would have jumped from the window and run for dear life. I needed divine intervention and I needed it quick and was willing to seek it from anywhere including the church. So as the prayers went on, I fired on. During the altar call I went to the front and presented myself to Christ in repentance. I was willing to accept him in my life so far I got well.

And so I jumped from one church to the other in search of a cure. I met the pastor of the church after the service and told him my predicament of which he asked me whether I had accepted Jesus into my life to be my lord and personal saviour to which I responded yes and he prayed for me and gave me some bible-psalms to read. All the while Mirabel continued to be of great help to me. The sickness had so much changed me to the extent that all the beauty I once radiated all faded away. Í continued to hope and pray. That God would have mercy on me and save me. And it was asif God wasn’t listening. So I continued to jump from one church to another till something remarkable happened one sunday… Ladies and Gentleman this story is gonna end tomorrow And we gonna change our method of posting cox of some complains so we gotta improve.for.reading pleasure