TEH DEMONIC PEN

pen into a deep well and I guess that would be the end of the mysterious pen.The next morning at about early dawn,When everyone was still in bed, I took THE PEN to an opened ne

fine. I just need to see pastor urgently. I replied.I guess just by looking the gestures on my face, she knew something was wrong.After series of conversations, I told her I could return soon.I immediately left the church's premises, feeling worried about the plague that was coming. I wish i had met pastor to help me.Still a little distance from home, I heard voices of cry.I got home everyone in our compound were weeping. The news of my dad's sudden death while he was in bed, took me off balance. My mom was crying so uncontrollably. How could someone die when they were not even sick?I immediately knew it was the GREAT ONE'S doing.My mother's cry pierced my heart so badly.I knew i was behind all this.Immediately I heard a horrible voice; "The power of the Great one now lives in you and you can't go back now. You have become the servant of the great one forever for throwing the precious gift of the Great one into a well, we took the life of your father, so as to serve as a warning to you.You have two days remaining, to choose amongst your Mother or your sister. Any further warning will result to your death." The voice said plainly And it faded.All those while, the voice was speaking dir