Entering into the higher institution you get to meet different people from different backgrounds all having different perspectives towards life in general, not knowing what to expect, I started my first year in the university, with lots of hope and aspirations encountering cultist was never in the agenda as a 17 year old boy.
It all started the day I went for clearance as a newbie, even though I was very excited with all the experiences, I was still a timid teenager who didn't know the signs or codings of the outside world as I was always indoors since childhood.
Taking a stand in the long que I was caught up in a conversation with a nice gentle guy who seemed to be my age mate but wasn't timid as I was, as a matter of fact, he related with the other grownups as if they were mates, at first it was nice talking to someone as I hadn't really had the chance to really talk to people since I resumed for almost 3days, I felt I mattered, or should I say he made me feel I mattered as I shared my ideas on video games which he seemed to also enjoy.
Along the line he invited me for a little get together, called it freshers orientation of which I accepted to go that evening, but then along the way to my hostel something caught my attention, my love for music made me recognize certain beautiful notations from the pianist playing the worship songs in the school fellowship, the ushers saw I was interested and invited me in.
I checked my watch seeing I still had an hour thirty minutes to the party I decided to join in, to my amazement I was surprised seeing it was a young boy like me who was playing so well.
Menhh the songs were good majorly because of the way the instrumentalist played to them, before I realized it was past 9:pm over two hours past the party time. I wasn't use to working late at night, so I was promt to get home as quickly as possible.
Two days later I meet this guy again, I didn't get his name the first time, or maybe he told me but I didn't just remember, but he was totally different from the nice guy I met on the que two days back, he spoke with more audersity as though I was entitled to obey him by force, really angry I stood him up, and vowed to deal with me on campus.
I became scared to my bones and confused didn't know what to do or who to tell, couldn't tell my parents because I would have had to explain to them why I got home late that day.So I decided i was going to see the fellowship pastor as I remembered him preaching about challenges during the fellowship the last time, I also remembered they would be having a study meeting that evening so I decided i would go for it anticipating to see the pastor.
Getting there it was unfortunate the pastor I saw that day was a zonal pastor hence had to attend fellowship in another school, with the disappointment on my face I just stayed through the service thinking of my next plan and action.
Not up to 5 minutes after the study ended, a fight broke out in school, very close to the venue, I just saw people running to and fro as they cut and stabbed each other, other students ran for their lives, and in the midst of all those confusion, I made eye contact with the guy who threatened to teach me a lesson, immediately he started charging towards my direction, fear gripped me that I couldn't even run as my entire body shivered
with fear......... To be continued.
Kelvin is a writer and also a proudly Deltan, telling his experiences with cultism!!!