• Posted by : Beryl Friday, 20 October 2017

    I’ve battled with this so called gift ever since I was young. Sometimes I blamed my mum for bringing me into this world with this kind of gift, when there are other gifts that could have been bestowed on me. I find it difficult to have close friends because of this. My mates referred to me as a weirdo and they feel uncomfortable or should I say afraid when they are around me. Some even refer to me as a demi-god because I can see through them.
    I had stayed up at nights when I was much younger and cried and wished the earth would swallow me up, but it never did. I tried to run away from home sometimes, perhaps this terrifying spirit would leave me alone. It soon dawned on me that it’s inborn, it’s in me.
    My mum had called me up one day and explained how I came about this; “you have no direct handling of your life. It has been decided. It killed your grandfather”. I found it so difficult to believe as I thought things like that never existed, only read in books and heard in tales. She tried as much as possible to calm me down but I kept on crying as she said; “Your dad have very limited years to live too. Even you have a limited time, but not till you give birth to another generation of ours, Arushi must live on in our generation.” Divination made on the eighth day after I was born revealed that I need to find the entrapped soul on earth. He left the gods to set on a mission but now trapped in the soul of some unknown forces, which only a demi-god especially a lady can release. I am the first female of my generation.
    I am Arushi, named after my mmuo; my personal guardian god. I’m a young girl of eleven years but I am no ordinary girl, I am slightly crazy for the no ordinary world, thus, the name Arushi; the name of a man spirit. Arushi the spirit is my Chi. I became my fear and my courage when I realized nothing could be changed except I face my fear and encourage my spirit.
    Despite being naïve and poor, I was quite incisive and sometimes irreverent towards what people cherish the most. We live in a small village of Okoka, where people recognize one another. Most of the inhabitants are farmers who live from hand to mouth, only few that has responsibilities and realize they do, manages to sell a few of their farm products. My dad is one of them. I’m the only child but my dad wants me in school “not on my farm”, he tells me that.
    Life was hell when I was young. I wanted someone philosophical as I was but never found any, only friends that mock me and my family.
    On my fifteenth birthday, I was in a trance. The trance that gave me a vision, the vision that encouraged my mission, the mission meant for Arushi and another demi-god I haven’t met but someday, I sure will.

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    I’m a student of English and literary studies in the University of Ekiti state. I wanted to go for Religious studies, but my dad went against it in argument that it won’t help solve my mysteries. He saw into me. NSUKKA was my choice but my mission lies in UNEKS. We moved down to Lagos, immediately I got admission into UNEKS and managed a small shop in Ajegunle, where we reside, all in the name of the trapped soul of Amadioha; the god of thunder and lightning. My dad believed it would make things easier.
    I have grown to become a beautiful girl of eighteen. Quite fair in complexion, the tribal mark at my left side eye, on my round face complement my beauty. I can control men with my cute eyes but I just dare not, Arushi is forever with me.

    I was proceeding out of the Faculty officer’s office after signing my final screening paper when I saw it all. I was going home when I saw it along the lecture theatre hall. Its whooshing sound drew my inner ear and I beheld the object circling far ahead of me in a specific area. My legs stopped me from moving else my inquisitiveness would have led me into trouble. Looking closely, I realized people were going into it innocently but they were entering into a big trap of the unknown. The more students entered the arena, the bigger it became. What sort of a thing would draw people into it, without people taking caution? My eyes drew back into me and I saw the tiny flies people waved off with just a piece of their hand and entered into the dark cave of manipulators, the more students passed, the more the flies. I felt dizzy and slipped off.


    To be continued...

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    1. Pls continue the story or is a novel

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    2. Next update comes next Friday, thanks for reading

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