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..I started walking slowly following that road to a richualist with a lot of thoughts flooding into my mind about the ritual. In fact I had never heard a word richual itself leave alone its meaning, I didn't know how it was conducted or what it was exactly. The only thing I knew is that it was conducted by a richualist and results into luck, richness and prosperity.
I walked straight and found a small house which outstandingly looked like a toilet or something..
"What could this small house be?" I asked myself, "Is it a toilet or what.." I kept wondering.."Oh! perhaps it is a richualist's house".. I paused.." But how can someone possibly live in such a house?, well.. let me see.."
i ended up making the worst decision of my life, I decided to enter that house fearlessly and oh! I found a man in there..
"Oh God!" I was statled, "Hello.. uhm.. sorry, good morning"
"Welcome young girl.." He smiled at me with that lovely face and tone
"Thank God, I thought you were mean.." relief filled me, "Sorry, are you the richualist?" I didn't miss the chance to ask
"Yes I am the mighty richualist of the village, people from north, south, east and west come to me for richuals.. so, what is it that you need little girl?" He bragged
"I am Oliva, my mother told me that our neighbour got lucky and rich because of a richual that her mother conducted. I want to be rich, educated and lucky like her.." I cried
"Good girl, so how many people are in your family if I may ask?" he replied
"It is I, my two elder sisters, my mother and my elder brother.." I said
"Have you ever killed a person?" He asked
"What??.. No way!!" I got shocked like someone had cocked a bullet infront of my eyes, "Kill a person? How!!..No!.. I have never and I just can't be that heartless, why should kill? I can never do it.."
"You are indeed a good girl" he said.. "You should never kill anybody otherwise you'll become a bad girl"
"Yes, I shall heed your words" I said
"So, who is it that you love the most in the world" he asked
I thought a bit and said, "my brother, I certainly love my brother so much than all other family members.."
He smiled and said.." How interesting, I thought people love their mothers the most"
"Mama yells and scolds me several times, but brother Abel is always kind, lovely and gentle.. Hahahaha can you imagine they say that he's spoiling me.." I narrated
"Okay then, let me give you a secret.." he whispered.." There's money in your brother's stomach.."
"Heey! How? So how can we get it? I mean.. why didn't I notice this all along, I've spent most of my lifetime with him last time I checked" I was puzzled
"You can't get it out by yourselves, I'll assist you.." he said
"Seriously? Do you mean it??..So what should I do next?" I was curious
"Bring your brother here" He ordered
"Okay.. but, my brother will never accept to come to a richualist.." I replied
"Use any means possible, but don't tell him where you are taking him, remember it is for your family benefit. You'll be your family hero, how can you sit idly when you already know there's money in Abel's stomach?"
"Okay.. I'll bring him here" I assured him
I ran all the way home, ignoring every beat of my heart and the fatigue then I yelled,
"Brother Abeeeeeel"
"Yes, what is it?" He came out very fast
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FIVE SCARS OF OLIVA
Ficção AdolescenteFive scars of Oliva is an African story of a girl named Oliva. She comes from a poor background and she is very eager to get good life. She lives her life going through a series of happy and sad moments some of which mark great scars in her heart. T...
