Diary Of A College Girl…
DIARY OF A COLLEGE GIRL:
WHEN EVIL LURKS
I dropped the dress I was washing with surprise.
I wasn’t a person who fancied watching movies with such content and I couldn’t remember the last time I had seen such a movie.
Intrigued, I wondered to myself why I had seen such a picture.
Something was definitely up.
I had to speak to someone. I made a mental note to talk to Nana Yaa or Clara about it and finished up the washing, had a bath and had something to eat. After going through normal routines, I settled in to read a novel when a knock came on my door.
I assumed it would be one of my roommates since it was almost 5 p.m. and none of them had late lectures today.
“Come in!” I yelled.
The person walked in.
She seemed familiar but I couldn’t remember where I had met her.
“Hello Cherie, do you remember me?” I shook my head in the negative.
“I came here at the beginning of the semester to ask you to join the sports team…Hope, remember?”
“Oh yeah! I remember”
She asked if she could sit down because she had something important to talk to me about. I nodded to indicate the affirmative and she sat down. “I’m a final year student studying Biochemistry. I’m also the sports prefect of the hall but on the day I came to see you, I wasn’t trying to get you into the team.”
I simply stared at her in confusion and she continued.
“You see, I have a very annoying gift, and I can rarely refuse to do as I’m instructed.”
At this, I had to come in.
“Gift?” I asked. “What gift?”
“It’s an ability to spot God’s beloved who are in trouble and help them. I rarely ever do anything, but by just talking to them and befriending them, somehow, I help them although I never consciously do anything.”
I just stared so she continued.
“I’ve seen you around since last semester, and you struck me as a spoilt brat who needed some discipline, but this semester when I saw you, I was drawn to you. I knew God was asking me to help you with something and I was supposed to befriend you but I really didn’t want to babysit anyone’s over-pampered child.”
Annoyed, I got to my feet.
“So, what do you want now?” I asked angrily.
She looked down at her fingers and toyed with them slowly. My patience was running out and I told her to get out if she didn’t have anything better to say. She looked up at me from her seat straight in the eye.
“For the first time, I know exactly what is wrong. I’ve always had to figure out the help a person needs but this time, God explicitly revealed it to me. You’re about to be initiated into a powerful occult, and when your initiation is done, you will be required to do all kinds of horrible things.
You are specially loved by God, and He has great plans for you and there are so many giftings within you and that’s why He asked me to come and speak to you. Before you consider me insane, think about it.
Certain strange dreams have been plaguing your sleep. Right now, you’re still in the right frame of mind because your mother is constantly praying for you and you yourself have a pretty good prayer life.”
Before I could reply, the door opened and Mari, Lisa and Anne walked in. Hope immediately got up and made to leave.
“Wait, we haven’t finished talking.” I said, and admittedly I was more than a little worried now that she had revealed some things to me.
“Light cannot mix with darkness,” she said and walked out.
Anne turned and looked at me.
“Who was that?” She asked.
“Oh, just an old friend from school. We were SU executives in SHS and we used to use that phrase as our goodbye,” I lied.
“Mm, okay,” Anne said seeming to buy it.
I made a mental note to find Hope later and explain what she meant.
Anne, Mari and Lisa were chatting excitedly for close to an hour before Lisa asked to take her leave. She was going out to her sister’s as usual. She left and Anne and Mari were still chatting and shrieking on top of their voices.
I was in no frame of mind to indulge them so I lay down with my earpiece in my ears pretending to be listening to music. I was waiting for Nana Yaa to come so I could tell her everything that was going on. I considered telling my mother but my better judgement kicked against it.
I didn’t want her to worry until there was something to worry about. She was already stressed enough from having to run the company. I glanced at my phone screen, 8pm.
What was taking Nana Yaa so long?
I sat up and realized that Mari was asleep and Anne was still speaking. I took out my earphones and listened to what she was saying. It was gibberish. It sounded like a chant.
Suddenly, I felt a powerful headache hit me and all my memories from the previous night came flooding back.
I got up suddenly in fear and made for the door but Anne was faster than me. She locked the door and put the keys in her pocket and continued the chant while staring me in the eyes.
I picked up my phone and suddenly, she commanded me harshly.
“Put it down!”
Although I didn’t want to, I was compelled to put down the phone. I recalled that something similar happened the previous night. I reasoned that the chant was one that allowed a person’s words to become commands to another.
Hope’s words finally came to mind:
“You’re about to be initiated into a powerful occult, and when your initiation is done, you will be required to do all kinds of horrible things.”
I sat down resignedly, and silently prayed for a miracle.
Anne walked up to me holding a flask.
She opened it and poured its contents into a cup.
It was a greenish foul-smelling substance. She asked me to drink and as I expected, I found myself drawn to heed her commands. I took the cup and downed the contents in one gulp. It tasted better than it smelled. I stared at her and suddenly had an urge to kneel at her feet, which I did.
“Hello, Mistress. Your wish is my command.” I said.
“Go to sleep and forget all about yesterday and today till your final initiation tomorrow. Pick a cab and come over to my aunt’s place. You will only remember directions to the place and will remember the initiation processes after you enter the house.” She said.
Like a puppet, I lay down and fell asleep.
The voice came out persistently. I opened my eyes and saw Nana Yaa. “Yes?” I replied.
“It’s noon. You slept early and its unlike you to sleep in late when you sleep early. Is something the matter?” she asked.
I looked at her and rubbed my eyes sleepily.
“No. Nothing. Just that they said we should sleep till it’s time,” I replied and turned to the other side and continued sleeping.
“Time for what?” she asked, but I was already asleep.
My Name is Grace Klubi
An old student of Achimota School (Akora), currently studying Computer Science at Kwame Nkrumah University Of Science and Technology (KNUST).
I love to write and sing as hobbies. I enjoy writing, and I have a vivid imagination of what life could be like if it were perfect.
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