Crash-landed…

Hello… How’s 2017 treating you guys? Anyway this is a true life story… It’s an account of an unexplainable event that happened in Senior high school…
Please Note that all speeches made in quotation marks are not plagiarized, but rather very close to what the original characters said during the actual event…( you know I won’t be surprised if during the the teaching of a  certain UGRC,
A certain someone’s name will pop up when students are asked to define plagiarism😁)
Enjoy…

Crash-landed…
“Alright!!!! Everyone should keep quiet and Listen!!!”
The angry voice of the headmaster resounded through the rows of students gathered at the assembly ground.
As usual I stood at the back with my prefect friends…
“this is it he’s got to say something… He can’t just cover this one up and pretend like it never happened.”
Everyone eagerly waited to hear what the headmaster had to say about the incident.
” Okay people… We know that some of you have some things you use for your things…. Please we beg you… We don’t want your trouble, when you are coming to school tie them in a rubber bag and leave them outside the gate… When we vacate you can pick them up… Good day!!!”
The students dismissed and headed back to class…
I couldn’t believe my ears… What in the world is wrong with this man.
After this freaken incident this is all you can say… I had that  “really nigga” look on my face…
“Yo Fred is that all he’s going to say?” I asked the assistant boy’s prefect… “well you saw the incident yourself” he replied me sarcastically, he continued to tell me exactly what I already knew “the culprit claimed if we had caught her a few minutes earlier we would have also caught her other associates who are students here”
It was about 3 months to complete senior high school and yhh I couldn’t wait till I left this evil forest…
I wasn’t a superstitious person but this incident broke all the laws of deductive reasoning and logical explanations…
You know… For a second I began to think about all the crazy high school tales I had heard off…
I remember the lies Oba Yaa told us (I normally don’t open my bracket comments when It’s a serious story but this is a really necessary one… Probably the most important one I’ve ever done since I started blogging… And I know you are all wondering what the incident is… Relax no spoilers you will find out in due time. Ooo and as usual I just realized I opened this bracket and I haven’t actually said what I wanted to say… I’ve been beating around the bush… Or is the bush beating around me? Alright back to the ish… All I want to say is Oba Yaa is a Guy… Yhup, one of my SHS mates… An interesting character… I should give him his own story soon… You might have to go read again the last line right before I opened this bracket… Consider this as a really long annoying commercial break 😅 like the adonko bitters advert)
The talking goat that entered our dormitory after midnight…( that was an interesting scare tale actually… The following night we had Catholics praying in tongues and Moslems praying hail Mary before going to bed)
The stories of Fork man… Ooo and the famous myths about dwarfs being behind the whirlwinds which were very common in Dodowa.
Well this was quite different from all those tall tales…
I was never really superstitious… Of course I believed in the existence of spirits… I just didn’t believe in very physical manifestations in the 21st century…
Not that physical manifestations could not happen… I had seen and witnessed exorcism at SU meetings…
I had seen gang members using charms to crack glass bottles on their heads without getting hurt…
These things were part of school life so they felt almost normal…
But I had never seen anything like this incident…
I remember everything very clearly….
It was around 4AM.
Surprisingly I had woken up early and had managed to take my bath by this time.
As I was heading to the dormitory from the bathhouse, I saw most of the boys running towards the dinning hall….
This was Senior High School…
When everyone is running towards a particular destination at dawn you join them…
So in my boxer shorts and with my bucket in hand and towel around my neck I followed the crowd…
At the dinning hall the was a lot of noise…
I turned around to see one guy frantically shouting… ” Let’s Kill it!!!! Kill it!!!! It’s not a human being”
I saw two house masters and the security guard among the crowd of boys… I pushed through the sea of human beings with the hope of catching a glimpse of who or what was at the center of the crowd…(at this point most of you might be thinking thief… I’m sorry to say this … It was bigger!!!)
I got closer and there before me…
Sitting on the floor with legs opened wide…
Was what looked like a skinny naked old man…
It had very loose, falling,sagging, old woman boobs on it’s chest.
And in between it’s legs…
Where normal people have their sexual organs, was just plain skin…
I stood there with mixed feelings what in blazes was this???
The being looked very fragile and miserable…
I asked around and the same tale was on everyone’s mouth…
The person sitting on the floor, was initially a bird that was short down by the school’s night guard.
Upon hit the ground it shape-shifted and tried to make a run for the boy’s dormitory, but it was caught by the night guard and some of the kitchen staff…
The students were eventually sacked from the dinning hall.
Around 6:30am, the school bus drove off to the Dodowa police station with a delegation of teachers accompanying the Crash-landed African traditional pilot.
I had heard of crashes involving aircrafts, but i never thought it could ever happen with witchcraft…
We got wind from the teachers that, the pilot had come to drop off some of his flight crew in our school…
For weeks everyone was very skeptical and cautious…
We had flyers walking amongst us….