My name is Folake, I am sharing my story with you exclusively on Echogee.blogspot.com I hail from Osun state born into a family of seven but 6 now cause my dad is gone on a journey to the other side.
Hmm, tear drops. That aside, it was a beautiful Sunday night after a wonderful service where the prayer was so intense I felt my enemies all died in d afternoon, chai I really prayed.
After I had slept and woken up I resumed my regular favorite soap in zeeworld before 7:30pm when mum reminded me to make semo and efo riro as this is our dietary custom every Sunday night. Every member of my family had been making comments on how the aroma was stimulating their nasals and orals as this was evident by the salivatory expression from my younger brother but little did I know that my magic in the kitchen was "répondez, s'il vous plaît," R.S.V.P for a snake which gladly accepted the invitation without hesitation.
The dinner was served, the family getting busy while moving the mountains into the belly this time without necessarily needing the faith of a mustard seed, suddenly I remembered I had to make an urgent call and this made me step out, immediately I opened the door of the living room I noticed I stepped on something that cushioned my feet rather than make a crunchy sound, I intuitively realized it wasn't cockroach or something of such and to my unamused amazement it was a cute, Brown-colour-looking snake, did I just say cute?! Nah! That thing was ugly mehn. I felt chills, fear bathed me, the feeling of horror overwhelmed me, you could possibly guess what followed was a terrific exclaim that can be likened to the early morning bugle call in military camps, Yeeeeeeeeeeeeh! Ejo!! (which means snake in Yoruba language).
Whether with lateral undulation, wavy motion, sidewinding, slithering or whatever snake locomotion terms are called all I know is that it ran into our living room. Before now my mum was fond of saying 'Folake u make false alarms', I guess the fremd and outlandish sight of a snake she saw chilling in our living room would correct that impression.
Thank God for my brother, well what do you expect from a naval officer?, who repulsively responded by swinging into action immediately he sighted the snake, and later killed it with a trio-combo weapon of a rod, a spray and painfully also my new footwear that created a long lasting involuntary recurrent memory whenever I put it on.
Mum was shouting Jesus! Jesus!! Jesus!!! throughout the bizzare event (hmm, mama prayer warrior). It was after the snake was killed that it occurred to me I might have been bitten so I fell on the couch shouting while holding my leg, apparently I knew I wasn't hurt just couldn't contain it all at once. We all couldn't sleep that night as mum called for a vigil to battle more of our enemies because she believed it was rather paranormal.
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