+**+How I became a Witch and those I initiated +**+ .The final episode

This is a conspiracy! I said inside my head. I bowed my face studying the school floor tiles. As I looked up it became clear that I was the special guest of honor in the occasion. The students has already formed a circle around me. All eyes were on me. Me, been the little 2Pac in the middle against the world, did tried the best I could to maintain my composure but I was really bad in acting. I wanted to smile to show them that they got the wrong guy but my facial muscles failed me.

The Youth Pastor called me out. How I was able to get the podium without falling, is still a mystery to me till date.

I was asked to kneel down. Which I did facing him. He asked me if I was a winch. I kept quiet staring at the podium floor. He threaten to flog hell out of me until I confess. I frowned, my head still glowed to the podium floor.

The Teacher in charge went into the staff office in search of cane. Without wasting much time she came back with 3 long canes. She gave the Youth Pastor the longest cane. I was told to lay face down on the podium, I obliged. The Youth Pastor rolled his shirt so he could cook my little b*tt hot with his cane without restriction. If you don't confess, I will make sure that you are expel from this school coz you're a bad influence. I am going to inform you parents after this, he bluntly threaten.

Little me, I was 11 years old at that time and I was very tiny, it was easy to bully a false confession out of a scared little boy. But in my case, I wouldn't confess. I was not going to run a snitch program on an organization which I know nothing of but will be remembered as a formal associate after my confession and their deliverance. The thought about my parents who are staunch Deeper Life members back then, made me cringe. If this get to them I'd be another round of trouble. A kinda trouble I was not mentally prepared to think of.

Wait...so all I have to do was to confess and allow them pray for me and my troubles are over, I reasoned. Its okay then, there is no harm in confessing then I reassured myself

I will confess I shouted out in my little voice. Pls I will confess, tears filled my eyes as I pleaded. I couldn't see clearly. The students started making noise. I could hear words like....he'd told me he loves seeing human blood,..I told u Ive seen him my dreams in his witch hoodly outfits, I was hurt deeply. Upon all my nice attitude towards people, nobody defends me. I couldn't control my tears any longer when the thought came in. The Teacher in charge then told everyone to keep quiet.

After some minutes when everywhere was calm and I wiped the salty tears on my cheek with my tiny hands. They started to ask questions about my supposed cult, how I was initiated, how we operate, how many blood Ive sucked, ill luck I don caused.

The interrogate went smoothly until the last minute. Remember I was innocently accused. I had no idea that the Supreme being (God) above in His infinite mercy was not happy with the situation. So he came to my aid and I, been a smart little kid, made best use of the opportunity the grecios Father offered. I bet I made Him proud that day. Lol

It happens that at the ending of the interrogation as they stood up to pray for my deliverance. The he silly head self proclaimed Youth Pastor asked me how many students Ive initiated into my Occult kingdom!. Lmao...I told him 15 students .

I proceeded to point out 3 of my classmates who are friends to the idiotic snitching best friend of mine. You should have seen his face asI was pointing them out. Enjoyed every side of it. He wanted to defended them but the Teacher incharge shun him. I was asked to continued. I pointed the snitching b*stard him and 2 other students who I had beef with before the incident. The teacher incharge accused my idiotic best friend of trying to protest when I pointed out first 3 of his friends to disorganized the whole thing. If brilliantly dumb was an English grammar that will be the best grammar to qualify her after she made stupid analysis. I loved her stupid sense of reasoning thou.

Had a guy that was owing me and was avoiding me when the incident happened. In my head I was like...Ndubusi u're owning a winch but you don't want to pay...you hate winch but love winch property, right? dont hide I see you. Come out you winch!...then I signed him out.

I was asked of who initiated me. I called a of name senior who was in SS3 that used to bullied me.
A student was sent to his class to call him. Lol I was dancing zanku on the inside.

I proceeded to the crowded students that came to witness my down fall. Well Ive decided that I am not falling alone. We fall together! so I was thinking as I worked majestically. I started studying their faces. And any one I came across that I dislike his/her face, I'll point the person out.

In my silly mischievous head I was like...you, ure ugly, ure a Muslim, you came into a Christian gathering to witness what?...I point at the person, this person Sir.
Ure a Christain, ure ugly, how dare u judge while the holy scripture said not to judge one another?... I pointed them out, saying this guy and this lady sir.

As I was pointing I came where my best friend's crush was. I was not wicked and evil as my best friend was. Ive kept his secret ever since he told me not to tell anyone that he fancy her. I was not going to pick her but she deserted when I needed her most. She was a friend be4 the incident. so I pointed her out! Lol I loved the expression I saw on my idiotic best friend's face when I picked her.

They are told to follow me back on the podium. We are asked us to kneel down.

God bless Nigerian method of desicplining with canes, that s**t do wonders in speed of light. I feel in love with that method only for that day thou. Lol Those of them that tried to deny been involved in winch cult got the best beating of their life.

I was laughing hard on the inside as they were flogged. Sometimes I slightly bend my head side ways to hide my face as I laugh out

The Senior aka my bully king tried to defend his innocence. Before he could finish his speech. 6 strokes of cane landed on his bare shinning head. The guy was a wimpy. I had no idea until that day. He was crying like a baby, confessing that he was a the chief winch!
If looks could kill killed, I'd probably be dead by now by the way they were eyeing me. Lol

After another round of sermon from the Teacher in charge and the Youth Pastor. They prayed for us. they laid hands on us and casted out demons from each of us after forcing us to drink olive oil and recite Psalm 38:18

They personally casted 4 demons out of me.. But I regained them back later. Lol

Then they forced us to give our lives to Christ and proclaimed us new creatures.. Amen.

About a week later, I had the same dream again, but this time Ikept my mouth shut!