Good day, the story "village witch" is based on what's happening around us and our perception of events we do not understand that it is diabolical but most times it's not, but the way we interact with ourselves, environment and also individual mistakes.
The essence of writing this story is to set our minds aright to make us view events differently and not to subject our heart to slavery of our fears.
Please join me in forging ahead with this story, I promise that you won't be bored. Please the story is culled from real life events but the characters I used in this story are all fiction, no single name that i used refer to anybody.
Now let's get back to the story.
The neighbors called the police and most of the adults in the house were arrested. The police moved the bodies of the Kasimawo's to the mortuary at the state hospital. The community was thrown into mourning, even young boys that are in the habit of playing football in the street were not seen.
After spending close to 5hours in the police custody, member of the big house were released simply because there were no sign of injury on the victims ànd the police decides it's not a case of robbery for now but they promised to investigate what could lead to their sudden death.
When miss Ngozi gets home she was furious, angry and really scared because she knew the killer, even if the killer does not uses any weapon but she knows and she was scared of telling anybody the secret because she does not know how others would take the story.
Mama Nkechi might look sweet and caring but miss Ngozi knows what lies behind her charade. Miss Ngozi was pacing inside her apartment thinking on what to do.
"Hello Pastor" Miss Ngozi spoke into her phone.
"Please sir I...can I see you?" Miss Ngozi asked the person on the other side of the line.
"Okay sir, I would come right away then." She concludes and left her house immediately.
Uche sat down and hold his head in his two hands. "God is this how people just die?" He asked no one in particular, since there was no other person around him.
He was still thinking when her wife enters the sitting room.
"So what did the police says?" Uche's wife asked him.
"They told us to make ourselves available whenever they need us." Uche replied her with a worried face.
"So, have they found out who killed them?" She further inquire from her husband.
"Found out who? Woman are they witch or what?" Uche answered her angrily.
" Please, am tired I want to rest. " he added. Then relaxes his head on the chair.
"Okay ooo" His wife said and left his side.
"Please pastor I know who killed our neighbor and his family." That was the first statement Miss Ngozi said when she met her pastor.
"Sister Ngozi, good day to you too. I hope you have told the police what you are telling me now" Pastor Ola offeres
"No ooo, I haven't because em because because" Ngozi was trying to say but was fidgeting.
"Because what?" Pastor Ola interrupted her.
"Please, Pastor I was scared that they are going to detain me or.." Ngozi couldn't finish her sentence.
"Is the information you are about telling me wrong or you were scared of the police?" Pastor inqured.
"em em am scared.." Ngozi replied looking unsure of herself any longer.
"Okay, tell me what happened. Then I can follow you to the station to inform the police" Pastor Ola offered. Looking straight at Ngozi.
Ngozi shrugged and smiled. "Okay pastor, that sound nice." She replied.
Pastor smiles and waits for her to tell him what she saw or knows about the incident. Ngozi does not know how or where to start from and keep adjusting herself on her seat, she looks at her pastor and looks at her feet. She summons courage, breathe deep and exhaled then she told her pastor what she had been observing in their compound, the owl, the cat and how the cat turned to mama Nkechi.
She looks up at her pastor when she had finished recanting her story, waiting for answers from pastor Ola.
Pastor Ola does not know what to say, the story looked genuine but this is a story the police would not take into consideration. He decides to bare his mind at Ngozi.
"Sister Ngozi, you know the police would not believe this st...information?" He said looking frankly at Ngozi.
" And I think what we need is a comprehensive prayer to fight all evil forces that are living in that your compout" He adds.
Ngozi nodded her head in agreement with the pastor.
"So I suggest, you go on fast and pray hard so that all the evil being should be exposed." Pastor Ola profers "please let's keep this information to ourselves until God, expose the agent of darkness. " Pastor pleads with her.
Ngozi smiled and felt at ease since when she saw the owl and the cat. "Thank you so much pastor, I would exactly what you said" She said feeling more confident in herself.
"Okay, let's pray" Pastor says and bowed his head to begin the prayer.
After a week, the police comes to the house and request to speak to all the members of the building, they came with some other government oficials. At the merting the police told them that they had concluded their investigation and they have also found the cause of the death of the Kasimawo's family.
Everyone was happy as well as sister Ngozi, "So who is responsible?" Uche asked
The DPO looked at everyone and said " No one is responsible, they are the cause of their own death."
Everybody was taken aback by the revelation. "so, how is that possible. Sir? " Another member of the house asked the policeman.
"Well, that's the more reason I brought some members of the state government environment ministry to talked about the dangers of putting your generators inside your flat. You see, the fumes coming out of the generator was what caused the death and nobody killed them, i would let the officials talk to you people." The DPO concludes and took his seat.
The representative of the state ministry of environment stood up to enlightened the members of the building on the dangers of putting the generating set inside the flat which would not allowed the exhaust coming out of the generator to go into the atmosphere and slowly build up carbon monoxide inside the room and once the oxygen in the house is being slowly used up the body starts inhaling the carbon monoxide which if inhaled continuously could lead to blood poisoning and eventual death of any person exposed to such environment.
So it's a case of the occupants, digging their own grave, May their soul rest in peace.
The essence of writing this story is to set our minds aright to make us view events differently and not to subject our heart to slavery of our fears.
Please join me in forging ahead with this story, I promise that you won't be bored. Please the story is culled from real life events but the characters I used in this story are all fiction, no single name that i used refer to anybody.
Now let's get back to the story.
The neighbors called the police and most of the adults in the house were arrested. The police moved the bodies of the Kasimawo's to the mortuary at the state hospital. The community was thrown into mourning, even young boys that are in the habit of playing football in the street were not seen.
After spending close to 5hours in the police custody, member of the big house were released simply because there were no sign of injury on the victims ànd the police decides it's not a case of robbery for now but they promised to investigate what could lead to their sudden death.
When miss Ngozi gets home she was furious, angry and really scared because she knew the killer, even if the killer does not uses any weapon but she knows and she was scared of telling anybody the secret because she does not know how others would take the story.
Mama Nkechi might look sweet and caring but miss Ngozi knows what lies behind her charade. Miss Ngozi was pacing inside her apartment thinking on what to do.
"Hello Pastor" Miss Ngozi spoke into her phone.
"Please sir I...can I see you?" Miss Ngozi asked the person on the other side of the line.
"Okay sir, I would come right away then." She concludes and left her house immediately.
Uche sat down and hold his head in his two hands. "God is this how people just die?" He asked no one in particular, since there was no other person around him.
He was still thinking when her wife enters the sitting room.
"So what did the police says?" Uche's wife asked him.
"They told us to make ourselves available whenever they need us." Uche replied her with a worried face.
"So, have they found out who killed them?" She further inquire from her husband.
"Found out who? Woman are they witch or what?" Uche answered her angrily.
" Please, am tired I want to rest. " he added. Then relaxes his head on the chair.
"Okay ooo" His wife said and left his side.
"Please pastor I know who killed our neighbor and his family." That was the first statement Miss Ngozi said when she met her pastor.
"Sister Ngozi, good day to you too. I hope you have told the police what you are telling me now" Pastor Ola offeres
"No ooo, I haven't because em because because" Ngozi was trying to say but was fidgeting.
"Because what?" Pastor Ola interrupted her.
"Please, Pastor I was scared that they are going to detain me or.." Ngozi couldn't finish her sentence.
"Is the information you are about telling me wrong or you were scared of the police?" Pastor inqured.
"em em am scared.." Ngozi replied looking unsure of herself any longer.
"Okay, tell me what happened. Then I can follow you to the station to inform the police" Pastor Ola offered. Looking straight at Ngozi.
Ngozi shrugged and smiled. "Okay pastor, that sound nice." She replied.
Pastor smiles and waits for her to tell him what she saw or knows about the incident. Ngozi does not know how or where to start from and keep adjusting herself on her seat, she looks at her pastor and looks at her feet. She summons courage, breathe deep and exhaled then she told her pastor what she had been observing in their compound, the owl, the cat and how the cat turned to mama Nkechi.
She looks up at her pastor when she had finished recanting her story, waiting for answers from pastor Ola.
Pastor Ola does not know what to say, the story looked genuine but this is a story the police would not take into consideration. He decides to bare his mind at Ngozi.
"Sister Ngozi, you know the police would not believe this st...information?" He said looking frankly at Ngozi.
" And I think what we need is a comprehensive prayer to fight all evil forces that are living in that your compout" He adds.
Ngozi nodded her head in agreement with the pastor.
"So I suggest, you go on fast and pray hard so that all the evil being should be exposed." Pastor Ola profers "please let's keep this information to ourselves until God, expose the agent of darkness. " Pastor pleads with her.
Ngozi smiled and felt at ease since when she saw the owl and the cat. "Thank you so much pastor, I would exactly what you said" She said feeling more confident in herself.
"Okay, let's pray" Pastor says and bowed his head to begin the prayer.
After a week, the police comes to the house and request to speak to all the members of the building, they came with some other government oficials. At the merting the police told them that they had concluded their investigation and they have also found the cause of the death of the Kasimawo's family.
Everyone was happy as well as sister Ngozi, "So who is responsible?" Uche asked
The DPO looked at everyone and said " No one is responsible, they are the cause of their own death."
"Well, that's the more reason I brought some members of the state government environment ministry to talked about the dangers of putting your generators inside your flat. You see, the fumes coming out of the generator was what caused the death and nobody killed them, i would let the officials talk to you people." The DPO concludes and took his seat.
The representative of the state ministry of environment stood up to enlightened the members of the building on the dangers of putting the generating set inside the flat which would not allowed the exhaust coming out of the generator to go into the atmosphere and slowly build up carbon monoxide inside the room and once the oxygen in the house is being slowly used up the body starts inhaling the carbon monoxide which if inhaled continuously could lead to blood poisoning and eventual death of any person exposed to such environment.
So it's a case of the occupants, digging their own grave, May their soul rest in peace.
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