I was waking up. My head throbbed. The after effects of the drugs mama used.
I tried to move my arms but I couldn't. I opened my eyes slowly and was met with darkness. Pitch black darkness.
My arms and legs were tied to the chair I was seated on. Fear gripped me. I was so scared the old ladies had finally caught me and were going to torment me.
"Mama.. Papa" I called out as I tried to move my arms.
I heard footsteps and my heart skipped. I heard the sound of a door opening and then the flip of a switch.
I closed my eyes at the sudden brightness. When I opened my eyes, I saw a familiar figure. It was the town's preacher.
He held a spray bottle in one hand and a whip in the other. His stance menacing. Mama and papa stood behind him holding themselves.
"There is an evil spirit inhabiti
