🍁PART 1🍁 🍁PRAYER🍁
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One night, I witnessed three strånge women that appears like witches, following my father as he walked into our house.
Initially, our cousins, nephews, and their children from the village had come to visit and spend the holiday with us, and we were all gathered in the living room watching TV.
That evening, at 8:00 p.m., my father returned home from work.
When he walked into the house, I noticed three females following him.
When we saw my father, we left my mother, nephews, and cousins seated on the sofa. My two siblings and I hurried to hug our father, but those three ladies stood still at the door’s entrance, looking at us with scared expressions.
When I spotted those ladies, I stood still and focused my attention on them at the door.
These three ladies did not look familiar to any of our relatives I knew, and neither of our parents had warned us that we would be expecting any more strangers, especially at this late hour.
All three of those ladies were all wearing the same outfit. (Long red gowns).
From the way I glanced at my father, I realized he had no idea he was being followed by three people, and he made no indication that he had arrived with guests.
So I immediately asked my father, “Dad, did you come with strangers tonight.”
“No Nancy, why at this hour?” My father responded, holding my little sister Teneh in his arms and kissing her on the forehead.
After asking my father, I turned to look towards the door, and the ladies were no longer standing there. Obviously, they have disappeared.
I felt suspicious, and a slight feeling of fear descended on me.
“Dad! This is serious, and I’d like to know who you came with.” —I yelled at my father, eager to find out who was following him.
Nancy, come on! What is wrong? Why are you continually asking the same question after I’ve said no?”? My father responded by making a facial gesture at me.
“Dad, I just saw three ladies in red dresses following you and they were just standing right at that door.” I spoke with seriousness, my gaze fixed on the door.
My father stared at me, puzzled by what I had just stated.
And he said, “Nancy, are you okay?” “What are you talking about?”
“Daddy I’m serious; I believe I saw you enter with three ladies behind you. They stood right there, and…” I sadly informed him.
“Heyyy!! Nancy, as you can see, I just returned from work, and I’m exhausted I’m not in the mood for your so-called horror jokes. I need to take my bath and get some rest.” My father interrupted, patting my shoulder and laughing at me.
It quickly occurred to me that those were demonic spirits.
With all that was happening, no one seemed to pay attention. Or maybe because I’m a kid.
However, something terrible was fast approaching…
Let’s find out what happens in the next episode.
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