Demons had possessed me, at least that’s what the man in the white dress said. Tears filled mama’s eyes. The voices in my head were from Ekwensu.
He said his sky God, Yahweh, had told him. His God seems to tell him a lot, about everything. I would say that’s nosy but I’m more worried about my chi being silent to me.
Ekwensu has left little friends in my head. They say no one loves me and this life would be better without me. Would mama cry when she finds me hanging from the iroko tree in our farm?