The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher Episode 10
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Somadina and I were lucky to board the first bus to Abuja. Our bus took off on time; at exactly 6:30am so I presumed and hoped we would arrive Abuja before the day gets dark.
On the way, after we had journey for about four hours, Somadina kindly requested that I should get him a bottle of water from the roadside hawkers, once I see any. He was sitting next to me; at my right while I was sitting close to the window. When I got him the water, he started telling me how he feels sorry for roadside hawkers and always gifts them everytime he sees them while going out with his parents. And from there we started interacting about life, about nature and about our families. That was how I got to know that he came from a wealthy family and that, he was the first son and first child. That he has two younger siblings; a girl and a boy. And they are American citizens because they were born in America, including him. His parents are working in ministry and they had made preparation to send him to America to further his education when he graduates from college.
He asked me about my father which I told him was late.
We discussed about different things. When he started telling me about his former school, it promted me to ask him how he ended up being trapped in a coffin. And he started to explain:
“Shegu was my childhood best friend. Our houses were two poles away from each other and we attend the same school. About Seven months ago, Shegu fell sick and was hospitalized. After he spent two months in the hospital, his father brought him home and he started receiving treatment from home. He was suffering from cancer and ashma I guess. His mother was late; his two elder siblings are schooling in the states. His father goes to work and returns in the evening, so he was left in the care of a nanny who goes home only on weekends. As a good friend that I am, when Shegu returned home and his doctor comes to treat him at home, I started visiting Shegu everyday to comfort him and amuse him with some friendly jokes. I also took it upon myself to always teach Shegu whatever we learned in school. Shegu’s father and my parents knew about our friendship from childhood, because we go to each other’s house often before Shegu fell sick.
I was visiting Shegu for more than a month and my presence always make him happy, but suddenly, on a faithful Wednesday, my parents asked me to resist visiting Shegu for a reason best known to them. My mother was the main person who wanted me to resist visiting Shegu.
Shegu was dieing because his sickness was getting worst everyday. He had no friends and his siblings were not around to interact with, only for his nanny and his father. You know friends conversation are always fun so I couldn’t bear the pains of knowing that Shegu had no friends and that he was dieing, so I disobeyed my parents and kept on going to see Shegu secretly.
On a Friday afternoon, I returned from school and went to visit Shegu as usual. My parents were not around, only my younger siblings were around but I secretly went to Shegu’s house without their knowledge.
On getting to Shegu’s house, I saw Shegu lying on the floor at the sitting room and choking to death. I tried to rescue him by holding him up, but he kept choking seriously. I didn’t know what to do. Shegu needed a medicine to help him calm down but I didn’t know which medicine to give him and where the medicine are. He was unable to talk. But after some minutes of confusion and trying to help, Shegu gathered strength and courage and told me in a stammering tune that his father was around. He was pointing upstairs, meaning that I should go call his father.
Without hesitating, I zoomed off to Shegu’s father room and knocked at the door but he didn’t answer, despite that I was hearing his voice in the room. For the sake of my friend, I opened the room after the third knock and barged in, only to behold Shegu’s father on an overall red garment, with a wand and a long crafted stick on his both hands. A small pot containing some crafted woods, which was bringing out some smoke without a fire underneath it, was lying on the floor before him. His room was almost coverd with smoke and an unusual scents.
“Ah! Your eyes have seen what your mouth won’t be able to keep a secret and I can’t let you go!” Shegu’s father said angrily and that was the last words I heard Shegu’s father say and the next thing, I saw myself trapped in a coffin.
“So how were you able to be in a human body if your real self was trapped in a coffin” I asked curiously.
“My spirit started wandering about and no body was able to see me except Shegu who was in the state of coma. I was crying and wandering about on earth when I encountered a ghost woman who introduced me to Mr. Patty, a half ghost, half human man who accepted to help give my spirit a body if I can find someone in coma that would lend me his or her body for a while. Shegu accepted to lend me his body because he didn’t want me to die. So Mr. Patty helped me to use Shegu’s body. But my family and everyone who knew me can not see or hear me, though I would be seeing and hearing them.Then Mr Patty said if I could find a human who would help set me free, that my body will be mine again. And since then, I’ve been going about looking for who would help me until I find Goerge Solomon but he ended up being k*illed by Shegu’s father, then I find you” He answered.
He was still telling me about how he came to meet me when suddenly, everyone in the car started to screen and calling”Jesus Christ!”
“Jesus save us!”
“God have mercy on us!”
I looked forward and realize that our car has left the main road and was running into a deep valley whose sides had deep, large hole caused by erosion. The breaks of the car had developed fault I guess because the driver was trying to stop the car but the car break was not hindering the car from moving.
I started to call on God to save us, that I don’t want to die on the fatal accident which was about to happen”
Somadina started crying too and calling on God to save him that he can’t die now.
Unconsciously, he held me, and almost immediately, rapped his hands around me as if he was hugging me. I held him back, praying to God but the car kept swinging and jingling us.
Our car kept running furiously into the valley of the village which I presumed will end up landing us in a big river or sea because where the car was heading to, it seemed like a sea or river was ahead.
At a point, the driver lost control of the car starring and it started to tumble rapidly or should I say we started to somersault with the car and suddenly, my eyes closed and everything seem to go blank on me.
TO Be Continued…
