The Preacher Son

Episode 2

Good morning sir” my mother greeted the so called man of God.

“Maybe my papa prayer never reach to cure piss” i envisioned.

“Pastor, my son has a problem with urinating on the bed, even if he is not given anything to drink” my mother explained.

“Don’t worry ma, that spirit of pissing must come out”, ‘boy come here!! If you dream and you piss what kind of dream is that? Please explain it”

“Sir if i dey sleep, I go dream say piss dey hungry me, so i will piss anywhere i like na” i said while sniffing back tears.

“Jesus christ, ma this your son has been possesed by the spirit of demonic pissing” the pastor oviously in the spirit shouted.
“So na which time my piss come get demon na” i m0aned.

“Arababababa shalomakotosha” the pastor spoke in tongues, abi its his father’s language I cared less to know. The only thing on my mind was how i would solve the grueling sounds coming from my empty stomach.
“Come out you spirit” the pastor screamed while holding my head and shaking it like a palm tree.

“If my neck break eh! I swear you go born another son for my papa” i swore silently.
Then an idea entered my mind, i started shouting Amen and shaking like i was catching cold. I then started pissing on the ground there, and then i fell down with a smile on my face.

“Ma this is the last piss your son will ever pees on the bed again” the pastor said looking at me laying like a corspe on the ground with urine round me.

I smiled and thought “pastor you think say your prayer fit stop my piss abi you think say you don tie my prick with spiritual wire? Make i go house na!!

The next morning………
“Chai my yansh o, na who slap me na”i said angrily, jumping off my bed, My dad was looking at me furiously.

“So you have piss on the bed again, you will cry this morning”

“I talk am na, that pastor prayer no fit catch me, I dey ghost mode” i foolishly commented.

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“If you no come inside now we go close the door o” my sister said.

We were watching a movie title “End of the wicked by Helen Apkabio”. The film was so devilish with a lot of wicthcraft scenes in it, which caused me to always run outside when that part was shown cause i was so afraid and thought that i would see the witches if I entered a dark room.

We lived in a two storey apartment with our fellow missionary brethrens in a surburb of Jos, Plateau state. My dad and mom were out and we were in our neighbour’s house watching the movie oblivious of the fact that they were back.
“Uduak” my mother screamed
“ma”
“Go into the kitchen and bring me that big spoon”

The film i watched earlier was still having an effect on me. I was dead scared and was afraid to go there alone. Then i saw my neighbour’s daughter Janet.

“Abeg Janet come escourt me go kicthen na” i begged.

“Ok na make we go”
Not knowing it would lead to another thing….