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MISHAP

"Take him away!" Mira who had just been delivered of a baby boy commanded the midwife..

"I don't want to see him. I hereby name him, MISHAP because his conception & birth have brought me nothing but pains & misery" Mira said in tears..

Mishap meaning badluck was a lad born in very difficult circumstances..

Asides the severe complication & illnesses his mother experienced during his pregnancy; his very conception which was a result of a sexual abuse by some unknown men had thwarted Mira's reality of marrying her noble lover..

She was disgraced & thrown out of her home by her parents when the pregnancy was discovered..

Everyone refused to believe her tales of woe..

A good Samaritan who finally heard her tales & decided to marry & father her son on hearing Mishap's birth, out of excitement fell off a palm tree (where he was tapping wine) & died instantly!

Mira felt her all world had crumbled & ordered that her son, Mishap be taken away from her..

As Mishap grew, he admired his mates who had the privilege of attending schools. He envied those who were well fed & shown affection by their guardians..

Life was unpleasant for Mishap as he could barely feed nor cloth properly.

Each place he went for job hunting refused employing him.

Some who knew him would say, "oh isn't that Mishap, the good for nothing fellow? He's a never-do-well, even his mom said so. Employing him will surely ruin us!".

None wanted Mishap as a friend as they claimed he had a bad aura of bringing negativity into the lives of people..

He was indeed poor & helpless..

On a particular night, after lots of rejection; with nothing to eat Mishap cried himself to sleep.. Then he dreamt...

He dreamt of being chased by his very self.. He was being chased by his own image!!

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THE CURSE 3
Lightie's Realm

"There's a solution, Tama," mama said as she nodded her head... "Years ago, after my husband left me, l made my findings on the reason for the family's predicaments & that's how l discovered the root of the problem; 'Nma's death'...

" The curse was placed by a couple who were deeply in love with themselves & as such can only be broken by two sincere lovers"..

"Tama", mama called out my name again as she held my hands & placed them on her laps... " You've been an amazing wife to your husband regardless of your parents disapproval of your Union.. You chose to be with him even in his poor financial state; that's love, Tama!!"

"Only you & Sam can stop this curse from moving to the next generations.. Those who perpetrated the devilish act that led to the curse have been long dead & gone... It's been 7 generations now paying dearly for a crime they knew nothing about...

" Please Tama", she continued "l know the process to breaking this curse is very tough but you'll scale through; Let's put an end to the curse for the sake of our descendants please" she begged; weeping like a baby..
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Indeed the requirements were daring but l'd better die fighting the curse than surrendering to its force..

I called my office to notify them of my absence from work though it cost me my job but my life, my baby & my home were worth fighting for; l assured myself as l joined my husband & mother in-law in the bus that led us to our first destination, IBIA village..

It was a long trip... My thoughts wandered everywhere & no where at the same time...

I caught myself remembering my wedding eve...

"Tamara, listen to your father!" My mum yelled at me..

"If you go ahead to marry that boy, you'll cease to be my daughter! You'll have no part in my will & life till l leave this world!" My father said as he shouted at me...

"Then so be it!" I fired back.. "Nothing will stop me from marrying Sam!! Not even you nor Mum" l said as l stormed out

Story title: THE CURSE 6
Written by: Winnie's Tales Club..

Instantly, the river became farther from us than it was originally...

"Sam!" I mustered courage.. "Sam, listen to me!! No matter what, don't let go of the gourd.. That's the only thing left for us to hold on to.. We must drop them in the river once there's an opportunity"...

But l was talking to myself as my Sam had lost it at this point!

"Kill me if you want you witch!! Sam yelled at the old woman..

"Haven't you done enough?"

"Haven't you had your own pound of flesh?"

"You've rendered 7 generations useless!!"

"Have me now!! Feast on me & satisfy your wicked desire!! Where the hell are you?!" he screamed as he walked blindly hoping to pounce on the image..

Her cruel cackling filled everywhere as she spoke; "of course, you'll perish but in a very slow & painful way"...

Immediately, l realised we weren't alone as creatures of different shapes & sizes surrounded us, beating drums as they sang & danced in strange unknown tongues..

Sam & l were like a sacrifice long awaited to be slaughtered..

" What now?" I wondered... "Could this be the end of the way?"..

I held Sam closely, "if this is it then let's die together" I reasoned...

"What's this noise about?" came the most melodious voice I've ever heard...

Everyone & everything gave way to acknowledge the presence of a unique being..

I was face to face with a charming water goddess who was floating on the beautiful EDEKELE river... Her presence brought calm & order...

Then she spoke to me; "why are you here?"

"Em..em.." I stammered.. "Queen mother we're here to plead for mercy.. Pls have mercy on us your children"...

"Queen mother?" Sam enquired in whispers as he signalled we kneel & quickly drop the gourds into the river that was brought closer to us again by the goddess..

"MERCY you say?!" The goddess spat back in fury..

"The mercy you plead for was abused by your fore fathers years ago when the little girl begged for same mercy"...