THE DEVIL’S ADVOCATE part 2 – Edith’s story
Few minutes later, I was done and while I was coming out,I saw my father also coming out from the very same washroom room he warned me not to get close to…………
Immediately he saw me,he quickly began to lock the door……
What are you doing by this time of the night?? He shouted at me
I went to eased myself Dad! I replied
Few minutes later,I went to my room and he also went to his room!
Seeing my father coming out from the washroom didn’t bother me at all,what bothered me was why he shouted at me…….I couldn’t look into his eyes very well…..
I couldn’t sleep throughout the rest of the night,I was only thinking about what my father went to do in the washroom and why he had to shout at me……
Now,I became curious about the whole thing and was looking for a way to get into this washroom…..
The next day,I woke up early and while I was sweeping the compound,I saw some bl@@d stain on the door handle of the washroom my father came out from the previous night…..
What’s actually in this room?? Is this not bl@@d?? What exactly is my father trying to hide??? Hmm I hope all is well
Even upon seeing that,I never suspected anything because he was actually a deacon in the church we used to attend……
My mom’s situation was getting to another level each and every day……as days go by,my mom started acting as a m@d woman,she will be walking r@w n@ked in the compound,when I saw r@w n@ked,I mean she will be walking around the compound without p@nt or br@!
Her condition has become my headache, seeing my mom in such condition always disturbed me,at times I asked myself if her parents are aware about her condition…..
My father only said there was absolutely nothing he can do because he took her to different men of God but still, nothing come out of it……truth be told,I and my father took her to different churches but there was no deliverance……
This only made me not to suspect my father of anything because we went to so many churches……
Few days later,I decided to stay awake to see if my father will be going to that washroom again……. though it won’t be easy but I decided to give it a try…….
Later in the evening after having our dinner,I was watching TV with him and when it was 10pm,my father asked me to off the TV and go to bed…..
I obeyed without hesitation…..now my mind was telling me something…..I went to bed pretended I was asleep…..
Around 11:30,I could hear someone was trying to open the door……
That must be my Dad!…..
I quickly stood up, walked towards my door,I peeped through one side and saw it was my dad…..I never wanted to open the door to watch him because of my safety……
I was seeing him through the door,he walked straight to the washroom and began to open it…….
After some time,he opened it and entered …… immediately he entered,I could realized he locked it inside!
Series of questions were running through my mind…..I went back to sleep
The next day,I woke up early to sweep the compound as usual, while I was sweeping,I saw some keys on the floor…….
What keys are these??? I have never seen these keys in this house before……..I said
The keys were three in number
I quickly put them inside my pocket and continued with my sweeping……
Edith’s story
