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The Weeping Lecturer

In the morning, the heavens opened and it began to rain. Bella grabbed her umbrella to get to school, as she walked out of the hostel the first

Black Day

He was such a happy man. Cain from Obodoukwu community was doing his things in exact way a white-man does his things. He never joked with his life, not until he discovered that he had family challenges facing him.
At first, it was his wife, Susan  who died many years ago when their kids hadn't no knowledge of their mother.It was a big challenge for him to look after the children all by himself.
Cain wasn' t ignorant of the fact that his late wife, Susan was possessed and died after seven days of
constant talking and murmuring to herself.

That notwithstanding, his present challenge and great fear was how his children were all suffering from same ailment. The English doctors diagnosed it as psychosis, the native Ijabode
man called it Ogbanje after his incantation.

It was very unfortunate that his two set of twins were all suffering from the same
ailment.

Hardly to find out that Susan's father died mysteriously after eating a dog which was a sacrificial food meant to appease a certain  deity.
So, after constant talking and lamentation of non-pause he died the seventh day.
Susan's two siblings died in same manner except her elder brother, Ojukwu who died after a few years of serious madness.

"what kind of life is this?" Cain lamented. He had returned from Lagos few days ago to the village. After going to the bank to withdraw the whole money he had in his bank account,
he sat in a stool on the  evening of same day. He began to mourn himself alive.
" calamity has indeed befallen me. I am diabetic and my late brother's wife Getrude whom i remarried i have divorced..." he paused gazed into the air. "my life is shattered and doomed, i can't drink from this stream of suffering and calamity anymore," he concluded to himself.

"Cain, remember that your father, Ozogburugburu cursed you in your youth,"a loud voice came from the thin air but looked as if somebody had spoken from within. Instantly, goosebumps from no where grew all over his body.

Few hours later, a gun shot was heard and one of his daughter's, Nora who came back to the village with him quickly ran into his room only to find her father dead. A pistol was found on his chest. The bullet penetrated through his forehead. He lied so helpless on the floor with his mouth and eyes wide open.
" abomination! abomination! Tufiakwa! tufiakwa..." one of his sisters in-law continued to bleat.

Lesson:
Learn to implore perseverance. Suicide is a grevious sin in the sight of God and man.

See also "A short story collection"



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