As Theresa entered the thick mysterious forest, trying to catch up with the unforgettable cool breeze emanating from the eastern part, her heart was pounding uncomfortably against her ribcage. Fear gripped her feet as she was unable to move an inch. A sudden cold ran through her spine.
It all started on a holy, cool evening. Theresa remains the kind of wanting-to-know habit as she grazed her feet on her jalopy jungle cab. She raised it so hard to catch up with her target of meeting at the mysterious forest. She could see it from afar, how its beauty emancipate the level of the earth's surface. Not only that, but she was not satisfied with the outer look, but wanted to see the inner heart of the forest. Likewise, she proceeded and as she entered, she heard of crackling sound at the backside of her cab.
Not only that, but she raised it so hard along the lonely road across the forest. As she wanted to swing, dodging a pothole, a flash in the form of a ray was directed towards her and the cab swerved to hit a hard rock. The headlamp got broken, which got Theresa baffled and worried. She got down and again, the flash once again came up and this time, it was in the form of an unknown spirit. Immediately, it disappeared into where she did not know. It was just as if the earth should open and swallow her as her feet were shivering, begging to disappear to her abode.
She managed to get hold of herself and dashed into the headlamp of her cab. In the stone, words were inscribed in it which she managed to get home of some part. She ran, leaving her cab into a small, dilapidated hut. The hut looks beautiful outside but scary inside. She wanted to dash out and take heels, but all routes to escape were sealed up, leaving her lonely inside the hut. A sudden darkness overshadowed the hut, which got her heart pounding so fast and was out of thought.
Suddenly, she heard a voice, “You go nowhere”. She was the inquisitive type and wanted to know all things. She replied, “Who are you and what do you want from me?”
“I'm the keeper of this whole forest and no one dare enter at that time you entered with a serious and unwanted sound. I'm the only one existing in this entire forest. No, going back until you are drained, leaving you to remain behind”, the voices went off again as Theresa began to feel cold across her spine. Tears drilled out of her eyes as she began to drift backward. Immediately, she struck her feet on a rock as the light faded, showing a sign of relief.
She fell scratching her toes, but saw some words again inscribed in the stone “Save the forest from the unwanted spirit”. She asked herself, “But how would I do this, where I should go to seek help?” Immediately, she remembered those words she had read from the stone she hit her cab with, “You just need to recite the words underneath repeatedly around the hut for 21 times”. Theresa was trying to recall those words one after the other before the light again came up with a shadow of a giant man, “Do you think you can stop me from taking chances in this beautiful forest? I can always own this forest and no one would dare trespass”.
Immediately, Theresa's heart was on top of her head as she became standing dead. She was muted without a remote, waking her from her very self. A thought rushed over her head and immediately, she got to her senses and began to incarnate those words. “The dead and the living have no relationship, the forest is for the living, and the dead are forever gone to the land beyond. Leave and leave the caged spirit to go to their life beyond”, she kept on saying these words repeatedly until she pronounced the twentieth, wanting to pronounce the twenty-first, then the spirit appeared, I can never untie those spirit, but they must be caged here with me".
She recited these words to complete the twenty-first recitation, suddenly, a dark smoke evolved, raising so high and fast just to make Theresa deaf. As the dark smoke moved near her, the last word was pronounced and immediately, the smoke returned, fighting the spirit. The only thing she saw was a faded spark and everything around turned to normal and the hut was reformed immediately into a beautiful one. The silence turned to the noise of birds. Her toe was healed immediately, but the headlamp of her car remained smashed.
She drove back home exhausted. Theresa told the story to her uncle, who then reported it to the whole community. Everyone was happy as the unwanted spirit was sent to the land beyond.
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