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| Maid From Benin (A Tale) by Evaress(op): 9:56am On Sep 03*. Modified: 11:33am On Sep 03 |
A maid from Benin comes to work into the home of Mr and Mrs.Williams then strange things started happening.. Story below
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| Re: Maid From Benin (A Tale) by Nobody: 9:58am On Sep 03 |
They'll steal your work to get job ooo Evaress: |
| Re: Maid From Benin (A Tale) by Evaress(op): 10:19am On Sep 03*. Modified: 11:32am On Sep 03 |
*THE MAID FROM BENIN* *CHAPTER 1: A BUSY HOME* Mr. Williams was an engineer, and his wife, Mrs. Williams, worked as a banker. They were both hardworking and ambitious. Together they had two children — a boy and a girl. Because of their demanding jobs, they always returned home late. Dinner was often takeout, and the house was rarely as clean as they wanted. “You’re spending too much on food,” Mr. Williams complained one evening. “Then quit your job and stay home,” he suggested. “My salary alone can take care of us.” Mrs. Williams shook her head. “I love my job. I enjoy supporting our family. But I agree — we need help at home.” “What kind of help?” “A maid.” Mr. Williams frowned. “Bring a stranger into our home? I don’t think that’s safe.” “Almost every home has help these days,” she replied. “I’ll ask my friend Amanda. She knows reliable people.” A few days later, Amanda arrived with a young woman. “This is Ada,” Amanda said. “She’s from Benin. She’s hardworking and respectful.” Ada curtsied. “Good morning, Ma.” “Good morning, dear,” Mrs. Williams smiled. “You’ll stay in the guest room. Please keep the house clean, cook the meals, and look after the children. My husband and I are barely home.” “No problem, Ma,” Ada replied. “I’ll do my best.” And she did. The house was spotless. The meals were delicious. The children were well cared for. Even the neighbors began to like Ada — she was polite, diligent, and always greeted everyone. “You see?” Mrs. Williams told her husband. “Best decision we ever made.” Mr. Williams had to agree. *CHAPTER 2: DEATH IN THE ESTATE* _Then the estate changed._ First, a neighbor’s healthy teenage son suddenly fell ill and died. “He was fine two days ago,” the grieving father wept. Days later, another woman was found dead in her sleep. Weeks after that, a man was discovered hanging in his ceiling. “Is this suicide? Or something else?” people whispered. At an emergency estate meeting, fear filled the air. “We should call a pastor,” one person said. “Pastors are fake,” another snapped. “Maybe it’s just coincidence,” someone else offered, but no one believed it. More deaths followed — a fall from a balcony, another sudden illness. Some families began to pack up and leave. “Honey, is it safe for us here?” Mrs. Williams asked one night. “Don’t worry,” Mr. Williams said, holding her hand. “We’re Christians. God will protect us.” But then Mrs. Williams noticed bruises and scratches on the children’s arms. “Who did this to you?” “We don’t know, Mummy. We just wake up like this.” *CHAPTER 3: THE CCTV FOOTAGE* That same week, a neighbor came to their door early in the morning. Mr. Williams and the kids had already left for work and school. “Madam, we checked our CCTV,” the man said, pulling out his phone. “Look.” The footage showed Ada entering his compound at 1:00 AM. The camera didn’t catch what happened inside the house. “We installed cameras because of the deaths,” the man said. “Why would your maid be in our compound at that hour?” Mrs. Williams was stunned. “I’ll speak to her.” Then the man left and told her he will be back later. She went to Ada’s room and froze. Ada’s shoulders and back were covered in dark bruises. “What happened to you?” “I… I don’t know, Ma,” Ada whispered. “Maybe those evil people in this estate are after me too. I’ve been feeling sick.” Mrs. Williams was too distracted to press her. “Come, I’m taking you to the hospital.” As they drove out, they saw a crowd gathered on the road. Her heart sank. It was the same neighbor who had come to her that morning. He was lying dead on the pavement. Something cold settled in her chest. They drove home in silence. The moment Mrs. Williams stepped inside, something struck her head and everything went black. *CHAPTER 4: THE TRUTH REVEALED* When she woke up, she was tied to a chair in the guest room. Ada stood before her, smiling. “So you wanted to expose me?” Ada laughed. “Foolish woman.” “What are you?” Mrs. Williams whispered. “I am a witch,” Ada said proudly. “A very powerful one. I drink blood to renew my strength. I eat flesh in dreams. Those marks on your children? That was me. Every death in this estate? That was me and my coven. Our queen sent us — into homes as maids, into offices as staff, into bars as waitresses. Our mission is to kill and destroy. And I will destroy everyone here.” “Please,” Mrs. Williams begged. “Kill me, but spare my husband and children.” “You don’t give orders here,” Ada sneered. There was a knock. Mr. Williams and the kids had returned. “Perfect timing,” Ada said. She opened the door. “Where’s my wife?” Mr. Williams asked. “She’s gone,” Ada said. “And today will be the last day for this family.” When Mr. Williams tried to fight back, Ada struck him with a charm. He collapsed. The children ran to him, screaming. “Now,” Ada said, “I’ll tie you all up and offer you tonight.” *CHAPTER 5: THE RESCUE* Across the estate, Mrs. Solomon was mourning. Her husband had been the man who came to warn Mrs. Williams that morning. “They killed him,” she cried. “That maid.” The neighbors, not really convinced, went to the Williams’ house. Ada met them at the gate. “Where are your bosses?” they demanded. “They’re not back yet,” Ada lied. “That’s a lie!” someone shouted. “We saw them enter!” Mrs. Solomon stepped forward. “We know what you are. You killed my husband.” Ada struck one of them down with a charm. The rest fled in terror. They returned with a pastor and his prayer team. The moment they began to pray around the house, Ada appeared. “I’m not afraid of you,” the pastor said. “The One in me is greater than the one in you. In Jesus’ name, I bind you.” Ada laughed and attacked. The pastor fell, then rose again, holding up a cross. “Blood of Jesus!” he shouted. The other prayer warriors joined in. Ada began to shake as if on fire. Two more women appeared — members of her coven. “Leave her alone!” they screamed. Just then, Mrs. Solomon remembered the protective charm her husband had given her. She threw it to the ground where the three women stood. “In the name of God, fall!” she commanded. The witches shrieked and weakened. The pastor poured holy water on them. “In Jesus’ name, return to the pit you came from!” Flames seemed to engulf them and with a final cry, all three vanished into thin air. The group rushed inside. They found Mr. Williams, Mrs. Williams, and the children bound but alive. They were untied and taken out safely. *CHAPTER 6: PEACE RESTORED* From that day, the strange deaths in the estate stopped. Peace returned. Mr. and Mrs. Williams learned a hard lesson about trust and strangers. Mrs. Williams resigned from her banking job and took a less demanding role so she could be home for her family. “We won’t make that mistake again,” Mr. Williams said, holding his wife’s hand. And the estate — once filled with fear — became peaceful again. *THE END* --- |
| Re: Maid From Benin (A Tale) by Evaress(op): 11:38am On Sep 03 |
Imalwayshorny:don't worry dear. I can make up as much stories as i want. Its my gift ![]() |
| Re: Maid From Benin (A Tale) by IkeIgboNiile(m): 2:38pm On Sep 10 |
Stupid made up story to spoil Igbo name. How can Ada be from benin? You need to research better. |
| Re: Maid From Benin (A Tale) by Evaress(op): 7:23pm On Sep 10 |
IkeIgboNiile:i agreE Ada is not an igbo name. I will get a name change |
| Re: Maid From Benin (A Tale) by Evaress(op): 10:35pm On Oct 26 |
Becareful of who you hire as a maid |
