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I used to be very confused. You'd often find me saying things like  

So what do I do with it? What do I do with the battles in my head?


I went through a lot that stemmed from my discontentment. First it was Fatima. No, it was Ese. Where do I even start?  How do I explain that I was coerced into stabbing Ese?



Was I not in my room reading my book after lectures that very Thursday when I slept off and that weird  woman walked into my room for the umpteenth time





Let's play a game... 

The same thing she said when I made Fatima sick and absent from school for a whole year. Fatima had insulted me and I wanted her out of the way. So when an opportunity came to take her out, I didn't hesitate.




I looked at her, really curious.what was it about this woman? It wasn't her first time walking into my room with scrabbles and screaming "let's play a game" and right from the first day I still don't know why I was cool with her.


Maybe it's because she wore everything I've admired and borrowed from lodge mates at some point in my life. She had Winnie's hair, Zainab's sandals and Caleb's glasses.


So I would always play  with her and if I won, I'ld wake up to some cash present in my room or a Goodnews. But if she did, all odds would be against be.



So it happened that the last time she came, she mentioned that she needed to see me at exactly 12noon on Wednesday May 15 2024. I woke up that morning making all preparations so I could sleep at 11:30am when Ese came visiting.

I somehow in between all of this, forgot I had an appointment with my dream lady and went out to have fun. It was at night when I went to sleep I saw her walk in with so much rage.


"Let's play a game!" She screamed this time in an echoing voice.


Terrified, I began to play. My hands trembled with every move. Then she paused and grinned. I looked down at the board


What! Is Ese a word?


"Oh no please don't" I cried


Opening my eyes I heard the fall of something that sounded like a clash of metals. Behold, it was a knife buried in a pool of blood that fell from my hand. I cried all night


By morning, neighbours rushed in and called the police on me. That was how I found myself in the cell and then prison.


Even in the prison, she didn't stop coming. She apologized for taking Ese and made me promise not to prioritize any other person than her. So I preferred my own space in an enclosed place cos I didn't want anything bad to happen to them.


Then one day a group of evangelists came to tell us about Jesus. I can't forget the face of  one of them that walked up to me and gave me his personal Bible, explaining salvation to me. I wept bitterly and started studying. I was especially delighted to see that he had marked certain places because those scriptures spoke to me.


Later that night, she walked into my room again with her scrabbles carrying her usual aura of darkness. But then we saw an approaching light from the door and immediately she began to evaporate.



Then the voice came


LIGHT SHINES IN DARKNESS AND DARKNESS COMPREHENDED IT NOT


That was my  breakthrough. Well... my accepting Christ didn't take me out of the prison immediately. I'm still here and I have more 5years to do ministry here


#Nuella's DIARY

#THE HEALER'S DAUGHTER


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