The moon

Something in me grew after the encounter with that hotel worker. And it was birthed in anger.

I was always daddy's little girl. And not my physical father to be precise. I'm talking about God. Never in my life would I have thought I would talk about the supernatural in the way I will do now.

My relationship with God was exciting because I got to talk to him alot about everything that happened in my life. Whether it was a crush, about food about people and so many other things that could excite a little child. He was so fascinating to me from the stories I read in the bible, the testimony of people and the sermon of my Sunday school teachers, that I wanted to build a better relationship with Him. But like I will always say. Nothing we really dream about goes as plan because of our choices and experiences.

My anger birthed something dark. That's when I started hearing the voice, I started having dreams not normal for a ten year old. I had given something access to my life. I thought it to be a friend but time made me understood that such darkness consumes and destroy. I was an easy target for the devil which was what I came to realise because of that anger. He saw an open door to a beautiful garden he wanted to destroy but acted like my rain and sunshine.

I started having dreams a little while after the hotel incident. Where I would see a shadow that represented a man watching me. Sometimes he would hold my hands and walk me through a long hallway with so many doors. And he would always say to me he was lonely and I was his only friend. He told me he would always be there for me saying he was both my strength and weakness. Repeatedly he would say it and I'd end up waking up after. It felt like a movie. So I thought it was due to all my imaginations as a little girl. Not until he spoke to me physically and not in my dreams anymore.

Whenever I was acting a drama in my room by myself he would whisper new ideas into my ear. And you can figuratively say it was from Barbie in a doll house to joker in Gotham city. I was more interested in horrible things than tea parties or swimming in a lake as little mermaid.

It went way beyond that gradually, he would tell me things that would happen if I thought of making a choice and it was him trying to take over my inner consciousness. So it affected my friendship with a lot of kids. He said friends who were not him were not worth having because he could help me and they could not. He began pointing out to me thier ugly characters so I wouldn't be friends with them anymore. I grew faster than my age.

Whenever someone tried to hurt me they ended up getting hurt back. This takes me back to the incident where I had a bully in my class. His name was sobunachi. He always made fun of the girls in our class and back then I newly joined Grade six in King's crown college. The second week after I had joined, he noticed I was his competition. The teachers grew accustomed to me. On a day after math period, he came to my table and siezed my pencil and said it was his. He was bigger than me in size and being new I was trying to be careful. I was never a fighting type of girl. I was always considered friendly. I sat still and looked at him for a while and then ignored his sobunachi turned to leave but then, I heard this voice at my ear again... "It belongs to you, collect it back ". I stood up to walking up to Sobunachi who was already at his desk and asked for my pencil. The whole class went silent. He stood up, laughed and threw the pencil through the window and called me a dog , asking me to fetch. I wanted crying but I held unto my pride and sat back on my sit.

During break period I watched him from upstairs leaning on the bars with my arms crossed. I was so mad at him for insulting me in front of the whole class then a second later came the voice. " He deserves to pay". Yes was the reply that came out of my mouth out loud. Suddenly Sobunachi fell and it was told later he broke his hands.

Thinking back on everything in the day while in my room that night, I smiled. And I felt dangerously powerful at that point.

I felt a presence in that room that night September 19th 2016.