[Story] Runs Girl By dykolala Episode 44

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[Story] Runs Girl By dykolala Episode 44

I ran to Mirabel’s room for the second time in two
days.
This time, Mirabel was really worked up. Mirabel was
the girl in whose room I slept that night.
“What is it again?” She asked staring at me angrily.
“That same ghost,” I replied trembling.
“But you said you will inform me when you get back,
you didn’t inform me again,” she complained.
“I’m sorry dear,” I apologised. “Had lots of things in
mind and didn’t remember.”
Mirabel stared at me for some seconds before sitting
down on her bed. I sat along with her still trembling.
She cleared her throat and began.
“Do you mind telling me what exactly is happening?”
she asked nodding her head in emphasis. “I mean how
exactly did all these come about? I mean when did all
these start? I mean how did all these start and who did
you say is pursuing you?”
“My dear I don’t know,” I lied in the bid to save face.
“It all started that night I ran to your room for no
reason in particular.”
“So tell me about it,” Mirabel pressed on.
“I had come back from fellowship,” I lied. “Had my
bath and sat on my bed to apply cream on my body
but on squeezing the cream unto my palm, I saw
blood and at the same time a woman’s voice started
laughing at me and I ran to your room immediately.”
Mirabel kept mute after listening to my story.
“You need to see a man of God,” she advised after the
short silence. “Let’s go now if you’re ready.”
“Yes I’m ready,” I replied springing to my feet.
We drove to the man of God’s place somewhere
around town and luckily for us, the man of God was in
his office when we came.
He was a middle aged man in his late forties and wore
a dark suit.
“You’re been pursued by too many spirits,” he
revealed pointing at me. “And the whole lot of them
are out to kill you.”
I and Mirabel froze with fear as the man of God made
his pronouncements.
“Say these prayers alone when you get home,” he
directed scribbling some bible verses on a piece of
paper. “Say it alone.”
After that he stood up and handed the piece of paper
to me.
We stood up and left afterwards but not without first
putting our offering in a large bowl on the table. He
blessed us and we left.
We got to our lodge and I went to my room to do the
prayers. Mirabel went to her own room as well.
I unlocked my door and fearfully went inside.
“Return my five hundred thousand naira or you will
never know peace,” an unseen voice declared as soon
as I locked the door.
The keys I had in my hands fell off and my legs
wobbled. Then my phone began to ring. My phone
hadn’t rung for the past two days and I even forgot I
had a phone. I glanced at the caller and behold it was
senator clifford. I picked the call immediately.
“For the past three days I’ve had this severe each at
the tip of my p€nis,” the senator complained as soon
as I picked the call. “Why didn’t you inform me that
you had veneral disease?”
“Hah senator,” I replied nervously. “I don’t have any
veneral disease.”
“Shut up you liar!” The senator barked. “You infected
me with gonorrhoea and you still have the audacity to
lie to me? We shall see!”
I shook like a leaf as the senator ended the call. My
entire world was crashing before my eyes and I didn’t
know what to do. The duplex he promised to buy for
me he didn’t even talk about it but was rather
threatening me for infecting him with gonorrhoea.
With the last strength I had, I picked up my bible and
read one of the verses the man of God had written for
me.
I couldn’t remember the last time I brought out that
bible talkmore of reading it.
I read psalm 121 which began thus:
“I look to the mountains; where will my help come
from? My help will come from the lord, who made
heaven and earth…”