IF I WERE YOU. (Editing)
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Complete, First published Nov 13, 2021
"What is it now?" He yelled above the embers of the flame. 

Vivian who had crumbled to the floor stayed down, staring as the fire rose in the sky. 
Bishop Maitama's huge legs marched across to where Vivian lay.       

               "Do you want to set the entire compound on fire?" 

A trembling Vivian didn't look up but kept her gaze on the burning flame. 

           Zach.....Zach! " The Bishop's voice rose into the air. Shortly a young man in his late twenties rushed to his side. 

          "Sir, you called."

          "Ehem put out this fire. I don't want to see bonfires anymore in this house.

         " No.....No, please please....let it burn for a while." Vivian who was now on her feet, placed a protective hand around the fire.

Bishop looked at her and shook his head. "And why's that?"

She glared at her father and then back at Zack. "So I'm sure they are truly dead."

Her father hissed and turned round to face her. "If I were you, I would tell those demons to leave you alone. How long do you think I'm going to put up with your paranormal activities?" 


'If I Were You' tells the story of a young pastor's daughter who was plagued by demonic entities. Forces who hindered and placed her life in limbo. 

Her father whom she'd looked up to had come up short in finding solutions to her problems, focusing mostly on his reputation than his child. 

If I were you take the readers into the drama that surrounded the Maitamas and how they finally prevailed.
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