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This is a Fictional story written by Omotayo Taofiq Suleman
email: osuleman11@gmail.com

____The Devil She Knows____

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This wasn't the normal chilly or dusty harmattan night of December that we all knew, because this particular night reeked of evil and had this sharp pungent taste of hatred to it. Its stench was so vile that if you concentrated hard enough, you just might actually taste it, and the source of this vile ambiance was the man lurking around the corner. He seems invincible to the eyes because he has embraced the shadows and he is one with it now, but if you looked hard enough you just might see his eyes glinting like those of a feral beast. He has been around the cemetery grounds for the last two hours waiting for her, he is almost certain that she wouldn’t disappoint because she is a creature of habit and that compulsion to follow a set of laid down routine wouldn’t allow her do otherwise. She always takes this route back from work, always this route and has never diverted. Approaching footsteps Interrupted his thoughts, so he looks up to see the outline of someone approaching, and when the person walked passed the only lit street light around, he sees that it's her, so he slunk deeper into the shadows to watch her sashay towards her Waterloo, and as he watched her slow approach he couldn’t help but notice her delicate curves and got a pretty good sized boner for all his troubles.

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Is berra dan d angel she doesnt knw.. End of story..

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8:37pm



Probably if Tosin hadn’t been too preoccupied with her thoughts she would have noticed the eerie silence that enveloped her environment, even the dead knew something was amiss and kept still, the usual chirping of crickets around the grounds were absent and even the glow worms seem to have dimmed their glows in trepidation, yet Tosin was oblivious to all these as she thought about how she was going to break the news to her parents. Still ruminating over last weeks event, she suddenly bent over as she felt a sharp pain around her pelvic region. It was her time of the month and the cramps were a normal but uncomfortable occurrence, so she made a mental note to take a tablet of Cataflam when she gets home, then she continued walking, only this time much slower till she walked right past where he was hiding. She never saw him coming and was invariable helpless as his hand quickly shot out and grabbed her head, then a piece of clothe was quickly wrapped over her mouth and nose. Her last thoughts as she slowly lost consciousness were that she should have heeded her parent’s advice and taken the safer but longer route.

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Oya continue

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9:45pm



Slowly she returned to consciousness a little disoriented and wondered where she was, then the memories came flooding back to her like a tidal wave, and she let out a shriek then frantically tried to look everywhere at the same time, on the off chance that her abductor was still around, when she was certain she was all alone, she began to weep bitterly. Her underwear was halfway pulled down her leg, her trouser had been removed and thrown aside and there was a lot of blood on her legs. She was a victim of a rape or so she thought, but on closer inspection she found an unopened condom, then it hit her! All that blood was as a result of her period not some damage done by the monster, no African or a Nigerian would rape a woman on her period or so she thought! But she being human, humans being who they are and she fearing the stigma behind rape, convinced herself she wasn’t raped, managed to get dressed despite the pains she felt and hurried home to tell her parents what happened.

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11:50pm

Now lying in bed and feeling sleepy, she began to wonder if her decision not to visit the hospital wasn’t a mistake, though she felt violated but she didn’t think she had been raped and moreover pastor Akinpelu an anointed man of God was here a while ago to pray for her, after the prayers he told them that God revealed to him that she wasn’t raped, that he had saved her for a purpose in life, so he advised her parents to offer a thanksgiving service in church on Sunday. After the pastor left she made two phone calls, one to Yinka the man she had dated for five years, then finally her boss. Yinka naturally was worried and wanted to come immediately but she told him not to bother, he asked her how she was feeling and she told him she was fine but a little shaken and that her flow was a little heavier than usual. He then assured her that it was natural, because psychological factors affect the menstrual cycle and her traumatic experience could be classified under it. He prescribed some pain killers and sleeping pills for her, wished her goodnight and promised to check on her the following day after his shift. Her boss on the other hand sympathized with her and told her to take the week off.

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