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Chpt 4.~
Like "praise the death " "let's open our bible to the book of death chapter fractured bone, verse hell fire ".
Where I was, I was praying that a plane should just crash into the church and should kukuma kill all of us.
As our pastor will spoil everything, his preaching was based on telling parents to make sure they discipline their wards well so that they won't grow up to be a criminal.
I developed hatred towards my pastor as I thought of way I could escape hospital because I was sure me going home with my mom means that I will be taking a visit to hospital.
To worsen everything, the time that was always slow every sunday decided to be fast for no reason.
I started thinking of putting myself up for adoption inside the church at once.
Finally, the service came to an end.
I felt someone tapped my shoulder and I turned to see my mom.
" meet me at home " she said with a smile that said " you're dead already, no remedy ".
I never knew the sentence " meet me at home " can sound like a threat to ear until that day.
i refused to stand up from where I was sitting till everyone left the church.
The church is kukuma like a home too, I didn't mind relocating to it.
After everyone had gone, the pastor came to meet me and asked me why I didn't leave and I made the greatest mistake of my life by telling him everything including how I've been squandering offering money on chinchin forgetting that my pastor is from the Igbo tribe.
What I sha remember was that it was my pastor that did home delivery on my case.
The heartless man tied me up and delivered me to my mom .
Well, after I survived that day, I was sure I could survive any situation in life.
Pastor Obiora Williams, just know that someone else will also deliver one of your child abi grandchild to the mouth of a lion.
The End
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