The spirit next door episode 11 – finale

🌴💀The Spirit Next Door 💀🌴
Part Eleven

I wiped the hot tears off my face and ran over to where Junior cold body was lying. Crying won’t help the situation. When I got to where he was lying lifelessly, I grabbed his cold body and held it tightly to my chest like his mother.

Then I noticed something unusual when I held his body. His body was still warm and fresh. Then I placed my hand on his neck like the way they do in movies, then I realized that he was still breathing. Junior was still alive.

I began to wonder the reason why Junior didn’t die. “Was it because my dad attacked the spirit or because he didn’t finish extracting the life in Junior”. It is definitely because my dad didn’t allow him to finish.

“He is here, he is still alive, he is still alive” I began scre-m to gain the attention of everyone in,side the house. They all rushed out in response to the noise I made and they ran to where I was sitting on the floor.

“Dad, see. He is still breathing, he is alive. Check his pulse, you will see that I’m saying the truth. Check! Check!!” Words continued rushing out of my mouth until my dad collected Junior from me.

Like he always does, he didn’t talk to me nor the other members in the family. He just removed his car”s key and put Junior in his car. Then he told my mum, my uncle and I to follow him.

I jumped in,side the car immediately like someone that want to go and retrieve his lottery ticket. I placed Junior’s head on my laps and shifted for my uncle so that he can finds a space to sit on.

We drove furiously for 30 minutes without reaching our destination. After driving for one hour, my dad stopped at a moderate building that look like a mission house.

My dad got down from the car immediately he parked and he pulled out the body of Junior and placed it on his shoulder. He rushed in,side the building and we followed him.

When we entered the house, it has a very large space at the back of the building. Considering the interiors and the materials present, the place looks like a prayer ground reserved for the owner of the house.

“Baba, baba” my father started calling the name of the person I supposed own the house. “Please, come and help me, my son was attacked Spiritually.

The man walked out from one of the room adjacent to where we were standing. He beckoned to my dad to follow him, and he led us to small in,side the house.

Dad placed Junior on the small bed there, and the man began to attend to him with all this religious healing materials like anointing oil.

After 30 minutes of intense prayer and drug application, Junior woke up from the dead. My mum shouted “Hallelujah” like her life depends on it, then she hugged Junior tightly to her chest.

Junior was too weak to move, all he could do was to gaze at us as if we are angel. My dad gave me money to go and get him something to refresh his body. I came back 20 minutes later and saw my dad, uncle and the old man already in the car.

My dad told me to give everything to my mum and come back to meet them. I rushed in,side and handed everything to my mum. She decided to stay with Junior until he fully recovered.

I ran back outside and joined my dad in,side the car, then he zoomed off. After driving for 1 hour, my dad entered the street that seems like our street. “It was actually the street that led to our house. Is he going back to our house?, where is he going?”.

He parked the car at the front of Precious house, the place where all the problem started from. My dad got down first, then my uncle. The old man got down with bible and some other things in his hands. I got down last.

My dad knocked the door intensely. His mood wasn’t good at all. The way he was knocking the door really relayed the anger in him. Precious was the one that came to open the door.

My heart skipped when I saw. She wanted to ask me many questions, but the time wasn’t the right time to talk. My dad explained everything to Precious’s dad, and he allowed us to carry out our mission.

We all went to the tree’s s₱0t and started praying. They actually prayed for me first because I’m the one that gave the spirit access to our family.

The man performed different ablusion on the s₱0t in order to nullify the power of the banshee spirit. He stopped the processes after 1 hour and told us that the Spirit has gone, we can return home.

The news seems too good to be real, but my father accepted it in good faith. We all, including Junior returned home that day.

The first night, the spirit didn’t appear and there was no sign that anything died near the house. The second, third and fourth night too was spirit free. Since that day, the spirit never visited our compound again.

《THE END》

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