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R.3.N
Student @ University of Benin
Student @ University of Benin
My Mother Wants Me To Fight a Cultist
<p><br/></p><p>Heavenly Lord. If you save me from this trouble, I swear I will serve you and only you. I will stop being stubborn and will become a peaceful person. These thoughts ran in my head as I raced through the market square, bitter tears on my face.</p><p><br/></p><p>You're confused. Wondering how this happened. Well, let's start from the very beginning.</p><p><br/></p><p>I got into a fight yesterday. Yes, a big fight—a street one for that matter. I am genuinely a quiet person and I go out of my way to avoid trouble (sometimes sha), but yesterday the devil sent someone after me.</p><p><br/></p><p>His name was Banger. Of course he had a real name, but no one referred to him by it. We all called him Banger because he once held a two-shot banger in his lips and despite the explosion, he wasn't phased. That's just how strong his willpower is.</p><p><br/></p><p>Let's see if I can recall what led to the fight. Oh yes. Power Rangers.</p><p><br/></p><p>I'm not joking. We all—him, I, and two other boys, Tony and Samson—were watching Mumen Rider before Nepa took light and we were left bored. Samson brought up the topic of Power Rangers and how the green ranger was entirely useless.</p><p><br/></p><p>Now, I didn't tell anyone beforehand, but green was my favorite. So him starting with it felt like a sharp wound. Then Banger joined in, commenting on the red ranger's strength, and Tony on the blue ranger. I tried to argue that they were looking down on the green ranger because there's little screen time given to him, that he was just as powerful, if not more.</p><p><br/></p><p>Banger took it to heart and started teasing me—but not the kind, playful one, the annoying one that gets people mad. I retorted back. Little by little it grew, until we were both abusing each other.</p><p><br/></p><p>Then Banger made the first move. He swung his fist right at my lip. It came so fast I could barely dodge it in time. I felt my lips as I fell to the floor—they were bruised. An uncontrollable anger seized me and I grabbed the nearest chair and swung it at him hard. He tried defending with his left arm, but I broke it clean.</p><p><br/></p><p>He fell to the floor screaming in pain and I knew I was dead. Banger's parents were scary, but not as scary as my mom when she finds out. Tony and Samson ran out the minute the fight started, so I was left alone with Banger, confused on what to do.</p>
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