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EPISODE2

I calmed my voice and asked my brother what has happened, but instead i noticed he was somehow scared to talk which i immediately understand he must be going through some shock due to whatever has happened which i still dont know yet.

I composed myself and try to bring the real me out (am practically good in talking to people, calming them and try to make them believe evrything is under control) and after two minutes i succeded and my younger brother finally summoned courage and said


"Brother Saheed, Daddy is dead"

At first i didnt believe my ears because i felt my brother had said something else.

I asked again

"what happened now"

And he told me again this time loud and clear..


"Daddy is dead"

I felt something break within me and my whole body felt cold it struck me like i was going to have a stroke.

I found an arm of one of the leather couch in my sitting room to support myself and asked

"what of Mum?"

"Shes here"

My brother said.

I told him i will be home as soon as i can and meanwhile he should take control of evrything.

I dropped the call and several thoughts found their way through my mind.

I stared at his picture which was staring back at me.

Because at this time the power holding people had brought d light.

I started thinking about different things, but i found out i couldnt think straight, all i kept repeating was

"why this man go die now?"

I stopped repeating that same question when i found out there was no one around to answer my question.

I felt like blaming him like he caused his death by himself.

I was so sad because i felt that is when i needed him most.

Its not even up to 2years i finished school and my wedding is like 3months away.

"damn! This is when i need this man most oh" I said.

I later consoled myself by concluding there are many orphans out there that make it in every ways of their lives and by the way i still gat my momma now.

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Its morning, and the day turned out to be wedsday.

I put a call through to my fiancéé to tell her what has happened, she felt bad (which i know its not because the death of my papa, its simply because shes scared the wedding may be postponed) and immediately said she would be going with me which i oppose immediately assuring her that i will be back the following day because i have an important file which i must submit at work on friday and so we can travel back to my home town together friday evening which she agreed reluctantly and told me to take care of myself (thats how she always does like am a four years old kid).

I dropped the call filled with slight thought of my fiancee

"Ajoke Ade" i said, getting myself back to reality.

I dialed my office immediately to explain to them what has happened and told them i wont show up until friday morning.

I decided to go start getting ready for my journey as they will not bury my father in my absence being the first born and as a muslim family the corpse must be laid low under d ground that day, so i have to be home as soon as i can.

I went straight into the bedroom, cleaned myself up, i put on a black pant and a black shirt and a black tie making it all black on my black Alexandra Marquine shoe.

I graced my outfit with perfume and topped it all with the rolex wrist watch my fiancee had presented to me as my last birthday gift and i was set to move.....

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EPISODE1

It was around 3.00am in the morning when i opened my eyes on my bed and i felt like i woke up in the middle of nowhere as there was complete silence and absolute darkness.

Then immediately i heard a familiar sound which turned out to be the sound of my wall clock and I immediately assured myself that i av woken up in my room.

I reached for the switch beside my bed to turn the light in my room on but that brought no changes to the darkness which immediately told me the power holding people is at it again..


I rolled to the other side of the bed to get my phone from the shelve in which i had plugged it the previous night.

I got hold of it and found it easy to locate the power botton in darkness which i immediately switched my phone on and proceeded straight to switch the flash light at the back which always serve as a torch light, and immediately there was light and i could see clearly.

I stood up, made my way to the door and on to the hallway.

I stayed in a 2bedroom flat apartment somewhere in the middle of the city.

I was already in the hallway when i rememberd what actually woke me up;

it was some weird sound and a heavy wind which i didnt realy know what caused it and so i decided to go check out what realy happened and i made my way straight to the sitting room, and when i got to the sitting room what i saw left my mouth ajar.

I noticed everything was scatterd.

The wall clock was right on the floor, the flower vase on the small glass table which is in the middle of the sitting room is now scattered on the floor.

I looked straight to where i av my family picture set right in d front of the standing glass shelve that contain my TV, DVD, Decoder and My Home Theartre sound system, and what i saw suprised me.

I left my picture, my mum's, the one i took with my siblings, my fiancéé and my dad's picture standing the previous night before went to bed, but now the only picture standing is that of my dad.

The other pictures had tumbled and now facing the floor.

I was lost in my thought immediately thinking what might av happened when my phone rang and that brought me back to the present.

I looked my phone screen and i saw it was my younger brother who stays with me but was at home with my parent because he's on holiday.

I wondered why he would be calling me by that time and i decided to pick the call and ask why he's not sleeping and intend to disturb my sleep had it been i was sleeping.

I picked the call and said;

"hello" with a superior tone saying

"Ehn Ehn, why are you not sleeping ogbeni?"

But his voice immediately told me something was wrong and was time to know what it was....