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Title: MISHAP
Episode:2

He dreamt of being chased by his very self.. He was being chased by his image!!

IT'S UP TO YOU, IT'S IN YOUR VERY POWER TO CHANGE YOUR STORY, FOR WHEN THERE'S A MAN TO PRAY, THERE'S A GOD TO ANSWER!!! Was all his image kept shouting after him..

Mishap woke up with a startle, to realise he was still crying even as he slept..

The words from the dream kept echoing loudly in his ears: "FOR WHEN THERE'S A MAN TO PRAY, THERE'S A GOD TO ANSWER!"

Mishap for the first time in his life, went on his knees & prayed to his Creator...

He didn't mind who watched him as he cried & prayed under the bridge he called his home..

He cried for a change of story & for the preservation of his life..

The next day, Mishap not knowing what to do & where to go decided to roam around.

As he did, a young lad suddenly ran up to him & handed him a package then took off...

Before Mishap could say a word, a group of angry mob had surrounded him, beating & accusing him of stealing the parcel he was holding...

Mishap amidst the chaos tried explaining that the parcel was just placed on him by a young boy whom he didn't know had stolen it..

No one cared about his plight..

The more he spoke, the more he was struck..

Soon, tyre was placed on him & fuel poured on him so he could be burnt alive for a crime he didn't commit..
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Story title: IN PEACE OR PIECES..
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"This is strange", Uche soliloquizes as he stands up straight, studying the weather & adjusting his farm hat...
He had been farming on his plot of land all day hoping to harvest & sell some of his farm produce to enable him cater for his heavily pregnant wife, Uju & his unborn baby..
Suddenly, the cloud turned gloomy; flashes of lightning & thundering quakes accompanied with howling wind lashing the trees, raising dust & sand into the whole atmosphere..
For it was unprecedented that it rained at that particular time of the year not to talk of a storm...
He stood for a few minute in amazement, watching men, women & children who didn't want to be drenched by the downpour scamper to their various homes..
Left with no choice, he picked up the harvested crops & his farm tools then hurried home..
However, the rains didn't spare him as it rained heavily on him like he owed them a fortune & refused to pay..
As he approached his house, he met few of his neighbours standing in his little kitchen shed outside his hut..
Soon the cry of a baby was heard from within, he hastened his pace to confirm his thoughts..
Truly, his wife, Uju had just been delivered of a baby boy.. This was indeed a dream come true for his family as the pregnancy had taken longer than the expected nine month..
Uju carried the pregnancy for 2 years..
"Don't worry my child", one of the traditional priests they had visited assured them..
"For the child which you carry is not an ordinary child. His existence will be a wonder". She concluded..
Finally, his long awaited jewel had arrived...
In his excitement, he asked the midwife of his wife but from her look, he could tell something was wrong..
He was informed of how his wife had pleaded that he looks after their son even in her absence..
That night was terribly unbearable for Uche, as he severally contemplated ending his life but for some reasons, he found hope & ...

Story title: THE CURSE 7
Written by: Winnie's Tales Club..

"MERCY you say?!" The goddess spat back in fury..

"The mercy you plead for was abused by your fore fathers years ago when the little girl begged for same mercy"...

"The curse CAN'T be lifted; your wife will have her babies who will in turn have theirs but there'll be none to cater for them"..

As she spoke, the river returned the gourds to our feet..

"I reject your request & for troubling my peace, I've got just the right punishment for you two; you're not leaving here any soon"...

"You'll be my slaves till the appointed time for the curse to be fulfilled"..

As she turned to go, another damsel appeared in the midst of the river...

"Mother", she spoke as she knelt, "please pardon my unexpected presence"

"Speak, my child", mother goddess instructed her..

"That which is almost impossible has occurred, for a filthy vessel has brought forth clean water" she continued..

"We know this is the seed of the cruel men who took advantage of one of your daughters but this seed before us is different"...

"Mother, l have been keeping records; this seed has rewritten his path"...

"He has been a voice to the helpless, widows, fatherless & orphans even in his poor financial state"...

"The couple have both got pure hearts & can't stand to watch people being oppressed"..

"Mother, please temper justice with mercy" she begged on our behalf...

"Let me see", the queen mother took the record scroll to observe the points by herself...

I stood like a moron as l witnessed all the scene unfold like a movie..

I had no idea we were being watched each time we supported the needy..

Oh my world!! Who would have thought acts of kindness would one day save us?... I pondered in amazement..

THE CURSE 4:
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"Then so be it!" I fired back.. "Nothing will stop me from marrying Sam.. Not even you nor mum" l said as l stormed out of the house in rage...

The wedding held in the absence of all my family members.. There were whispers & murmurings from guests on the reason for the absence of the bride's family but l cared less..

All l dreamt of was being beside my man for the rest of my life...

Sam proved to be everything l prayed for.. I knew he loved me to the moon & back.. I was ready to do anything for him & he reciprocated same..

Once after our wedding, we went visiting my family.. It wasn't a pleasant visit as we were arrested & detained for days just because we visited 'my own parents'...

"What could they have seen about Sam 5 years ago that made them turn against me with so much hatred" l wondered.

I made up my mind never to reach them ever again..

"Welcome, my children", an old woman; a priestess dressed in white said to us as we entered her hut ...

" The journey you're about to embark on is not for the chickenhearted; it's a journey to the realm of spirit & to achieve success you need to be fortified"..

"For 7 days & nights, you'll be right within this hut; fighting for your freedom in the spirit realm.. Don't panic!!! I'll be backing you up" She said as she lifted up a calabash, sprinkling its content on my husband & I....

I stood there watching the priestess as she jumped from side to side speaking loudly in an unknown tongue...

My heart kept beating for what laid ahead of us..

That night our journey to the unknown began...

We laid down on the wooden bed as instructed by mother priestess..

We were dressed in white wrappers & a gourd was placed on each of us...

"Now hold your hands & never let go no matter what you come across.."

"Speak to no one until you've both dropped these gourds into EDEKELE river.. This journey if successful will take only few days.. May your journey be productive" she said..