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Thoughtless Dare

Gloria came face to face with the Fair Lady. Her appearance was irreproachable. An awkward moment followed in silence. She couldn’t open her mouth to utter a word to her. She had been hypnotised and disarmed. She was supposed to tell the demon to leave that area, she just couldn’t.

A bus arrived, the Fair Lady gave her a firm smile and she saw it again, she had a weird set of teeth. Gloria went to the bus driver and whispered something to him. She was still talking with the driver when the Fair Lady alighted and walked away.

Few minutes passed and there was news all over the town. A terrible accident had occurred somewhere close. No one in the bus survived. Gloria rushed to the scene, it was that same bus.

“She has done this,” Gloria muttered under her breath “blood-sucking demon.” she stood and watched in horror as the ambulance carried the bodies away. She sighed and blamed herself for not acting earlier on. She should be stronger spiritually. She got the gift but needed enormous power to fight with.


In the evening the same day, after dinner, Gloria retired to bed with her husband. At midnight around 1:00 am, she woke up suddenly to see a figure in her room. She called her husband and he didn’t wake up. It was dark so she turned on the light and saw her – the Fair Lady was sitting in her bedroom sofa still in the same outfit. Gloria flinched, became frantic and rushed to her husband to wake him but he was still dead asleep. No effort to wake him up worked. She stood there frozen at a corner not knowing what else to do. The Fair Lady got up in a flash, moved closer, her feet in the air.

“He can’t hear you, my friend. I’m here to ask why you walked up to me at the square. You were not supposed to find out who I was, but you did. I’ve come to find out how you did that. How were you able to see me?”

Gloria shook and held her husband tight to ward off her fears. Then she thought about prayers but it was too late. She couldn’t open her mouth.

“Anyway I’ve got no much time, let me see if you can stop me now,” the Fair Lady changed into a man, gave her a tiny mark on the palm and sucked till she fainted.

Gloria woke up in the hospital bed with prayer warriors all around her. She had to be in a coma for three days. She recalled what someone once said to her; never tackle spiritual matters with physical powers, failure awaits in the end.




Florence Ezekafor View All

I'm a food scientist who has chosen the path of creative writing- the one thing which comes to me naturally.
Back in 2013, my love for teaching young learners propelled me into picking teaching as a career. I taught English, Maths and Science in the United Arab Emirates where I lived for ten years. Right now, I live in Coal City, a beautiful hilly area of my country Nigeria.
My website Fiez-writer is a product of my extreme desire to share my writing with the world. Here, I share fiction, poems, thoughts and writing tips.
A huge part of my life is spent with my lovely family and I'm a proud mother to three brilliant kids.

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