Thread by @_horrorstory

It was raining day at my harmlet at a village in Southeast Nigeria, Umuekwene Onicha in Ezinihitte Mbaise, the only sound been heard are that of rhe crickets.

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I had gone to "Ejeje muo" to fetch the produces, only to be caught in the heavy down pour, this confer an automatic darkness on the place.

"Ejeje Muo is place for the violent deaths, it was a place where our colonial master's buried our fore fathers alive for been adverse to their harsh conditions.

It was said that over 500 people including youths, women and children were either buried alive there or barnished forever.

So "Ejeje Muo" which loosely translates as land of rhe spirits was a no go area for mere mortals, long after the colonial masters have left.

The clock was already ticking, and i was alone in this evil forest when suddenly i saw flashes of light in the tick darkness

This has a figure of a giant, but with with it's head facing it back. At first, it stood for more than 25 mins, it then it disappeared.

Every courage within me was destroyed, on trying to put myself together, the creature reappeared.

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This time, the creature did not return alone, but with like what looked like a family line

They filled out according to their heights, carrying something that looks like firewoods on their heads, walking forward, but with their face backwards.

My breath left me, but i tried so hard to be dead silent. They were about 10 in numbers with a very offensive stenching smell oozing out of them

That day was a miraculous one for me because, for some reasons i was alive after the horrible experience.

My grandma told me that nobody goes to "Ejeje Muo" during the elder's transition period that makes it out alive. She had told me that it was our grandparents that were violently murdered,

She also said they always have a transition period once in every year. I was quickly taken to the chief priest, who gave me some native mixture, to separate and cleanse my spirit.

This is a true life experience, and the place is still intact as at today 11th Nov, 2022 of writing this.

The End.