Different perspective. Different opinions. Different view.
Ife once asked me what my opinion is about the supernatural and it took me a whole lot of effort and persuasion from her end before I told her, I actually do believe in it.
I then decided to tell Ife one of the many experience I had, the same experience I'm about to put down in writing for you to read.
I could remember a day in my junior secondary class, it was closing time, and everyone was milling around and about.
I was among the set of people who'd always wait for my cliche of friends to come out from the school gate, so we can all go home together.
After waiting for what seems like forever, I saw my four other friends coming out.
"Finally," I heaved.
They got to where I was, and we finally started walking home.
My house to the school is a very long distance, maybe about 45min walking, so that is one reason we move in groups so we wouldn't feel the distance even as we go home together.
On the way that leads to the house is a canal ( a wide expanse of moving water). This canal has a wooden bridge placed on it for people to cross over the water with.
The canal water isn't that deep, knee length if I could still remember vividly. And there are times as student we just want to explore, so instead of climbing through the wooden bridge to cross over, we'd walk through the water instead.
So this very day, we decided to walk through the water as usual, and it was actually overflowing than usual that day. I guess it rained earlier, I really couldn't remember anymore. So we picked ourselves two two, and held the others party hand to guide each other across.
When it got to my turn, I decided to bend over and play with the water a little bit, and intentionally, I got totally oblivious to what was going on around me and suddenly I felt one of my friend push me jokingly.
Till today, I have tried to figure out why she did that. Was she trying to call me back to the present, did she mean to scare me, or she really meant that I fell into the water.
Her not so powerful push was enough to make me want to fall into the water. My legs practically lifted up from the ground, and I was heading headlong into the water.
Suddenly, a very strange breeze blew. It was so heavy and powerful, that it pushed me backward instead of me falling into the water, I fell on my buttocks on the bare floor.
For few minutes, I was totally lost. Because, I was meant to be in the water grasping for air at this time, but here I am, on my buttocks still very fine.
I would have concluded this was a coincidence. But no, it happened again. Another scenerio entirely, and I just knew this is beyond me. There is something that is stopping me from dying. What it is, is what I don't know.
Till today, my friends call me "The powerful one."
But how do I tell them, it wasn't me. It is something that I don't know too. Something beyond me.
Well, could it be because I'm EniOluwafe? ✨
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