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THE DIARY OF A PERVERTED CELIBATE VIII by Japheth J Omojuwa

They disappeared just as quickly as they had appeared. I felt like I was sweating but I wasn’t. I couldn’t. I was so afraid. Very afraid . I’d rather find myself in a mass of burning sulphur than go through what my spirit feared would be a long journey to the city of torment. I looked around and all I could see was an expanse of what looked like a carefully designed landscape. No undulations, a perfect flat land. At the end of the horizon, I saw what looked like a city because there I could see light. I walked, I walked faster, I ran, I ran faster, I ran even faster but it looked like I was running away from the city. I stopped and it looked like I moved farther from the city. I did what a rational spirit would do in my situation. If running towards it takes me farther from it, running away from it would take me closer. So I took a 180 degree turn and ran as fast as I could. I ran and thought I was going to fly but I could not fly. I could not feel my weight so I knew I was faster than any man could run. I tried to ask myself if I was still sane but the thoughts disappeared as soon as they came. I stopped to see if I was making progress. I turned my head and thought I was getting closer so that encouraged me to keep running away from the city. When I turned to start a new race, I saw them again. This time they appeared to be dressed in blood. They stood there, motionless. If they did not see me the last time around, this time they all had their eyes on me. It did not feel like a million people were looking at me, it felt like one man was looking at me through a million eyes. When I looked into the eyes of one, I could see them all at the same time. I wish they could just kill me immediately because I was being tormented by the sight. I turned to run towards the city of light. It was ok to run towards the city and be farther from it as long as I was not anywhere near these soul tormentors. I ran even faster than before. I stopped to see how far from them I was. When I turned my face, I felt a burning sensation. Right before my eyes, looking into my eyes like I was going to be swallowed was this face of torment. I wanted to fall on the ground but I could not. The face held my face like some magnetic force. I turned to look elsewhere but I was seeing the same thing. I shouted but I could not hear myself except within me. I closed my eyes and that seemed to work because before I opened it again they were not any where close to me again. If I could die, I would have died a thousand times today. Today? I had no understanding of time and I knew time was not an issue here. They are coming again. Flying towards me like a million jet fighters projected to the same spot. Just as they were about to hit me, they went through me, all at the same time. I did not feel anything. They went through me at the same time but I could not understand how that number of creatures could go through me like they were one. I could see the anger in their eyes like they had not expected that they’d go through me. Now it looks like that got me into more trouble with them because all I could see on their faces was fury in the form of fire. It appears there will be a second death for me.

PS: What do you think of the story so far. Please don’t just read, find time to drop your comments and let’s enjoy the thrill together. It is more fun that way. Cheers. Japheth J Omojuwa
you can follow me on twitter @omojuwa .
cheers. I hope you are loving it.

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14 comments

  1. Loving it is an understatement!!..At this Point even I fear death and I know I lost the fear of death over 10 years ago….

  2. glad you love it.your hand is all over the place.i’m on your trail too.lol.you are stronger than you imagine.

  3. The diary of a perverted celibate is a masterpiece. The flow of d story and d writers skill intertwined makes it a must read. Keep it up.

  4. aaaaaaw!!! my dear Mario is in trouble ooo!!! Am I loving it??? Let’s just say i cant wait for part IX

  5. @lajoe.thanks 4d props.
    @rhymez.how do we save him now?i love ur tweets.

  6. I am fallin more and more in luv with dis. Mario is d best.

  7. wow… i think this is creatively well done!! it keeps us guessing! just please don’t make us wait long oh!

  8. i won’t.i’ll post the next chapter today.pls tell your friends about it only they have to start from chapter 1.in the next 4 hours Chapter 9 will be up by Christ’s grace.

  9. dude., have you been to hell before??
    with this description, it sounds like you’ve been there, done dat and got a tee-shirt…lol

    great job sir/..

  10. I have been to the gates of hell before not hell.I didn’t get a T-shirt only a new perspective to share wit mortals.thanks pastor.i guess its time to allow ur underaged sister see this.lolz

  11. Wow! I’m loving this Japh. Even though I’m a little bit scared of death, your explanation of it, makes it kinda exciting but seriously I won’t want to encounter those magnetic faces and blood bodies. I feel kinda sorry for Mario.

  12. Now death is even more scarier than before……… really scary!

  13. I will continue to criiqtue Obama indefinitely! I will never worship any human, especially no politico. All Obama Nazis have only one option: Deal with that fact!!!Obama “Nazis?” Oh please, get a grip. He’s off to a good start, but he’s not perfect. In politics, if you get two-thirds of what you want you are having a great day. Be real.

  14. Going to put this article to good use now.

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