When I was 10years old, Ochuko’s father, Ikebe’s father, and
my father traveled to the evil forest to seek the voice of the
gods. They left their shrine in our hands as their only surviving
sons. They told us to handle their Juju well and to attend to
the customers as they came.
On the night they were to return, we were all sitting in front of
our shrine waiting for customers when Ochuko cleared his
throat and said to us.
“My father is the strongest amongst your fathers.”
Before I could even respond, Ikebe sprang up angrily and
started shaking his insignia.
“You lie. Ochuko, you lie, my father is the strongest of your
father and your father’s fathers. It was my father that gave your
father the powers he is using to boast around.”
“And who do you think gave your father power?” I blurted. “No,
tell me. Who do you think gave your father powers? Look, it
was my father that gave your father, and in turn, your father
transferred just a little portion to Ochuko’s father. My father is
the strongest.” I boasted.
Ochuko and Ikebe became angry and started pointing at me.
“How will you say it was your father that gave my father
power?” Ikebe asked angrily.
“Ikebe hope you can see the insult. The arrogance, the
Before I could talk one, Ikebe ran into his father’s shrine and
brought out his father’s Juju. He pointed it at me and my heart
skipped four beats.
“Ikebe careful make you no wound person o. Careful.”
Ikebe did not listen, he raised the insignia and I immediately
raised my father’s insignia to block his projection.
The projection bounced back and landed on Ochuko’s head.
This was how Ochuko turned into a black-goat. At first, we
thought it was Ochuko that decided to turn himself into a goat
in self-defense, so we started laughing.
Not until we discovered that Ochuko was actually doing
“meeehhh” just like a real goat will.
“Ikebe turn him back o. Turn Ochuko back.” I screamed
“My father did not teach me how to turn someone from goat
to human being. He only thought me how to turn human beings
We all gathered our charms and pots together and brought
Ochuko into the shrine. Together we tried to combine powers
to turn Ochuko back to normal. But it never worked out.
Filled with terror, we carried Ochuko into his father’s shrine
and kept him there. We tied his neck with a rope and strapped
him to a tree.
That evening our fathers returned. We were scared to approach
Ochuko’s father to tell him of the event that had occurred. So
we left him, hoping he was going to call us and question us
about the mysterious black goat in his shrine.
The next morning, we woke up to find Ochuko’s father
seriously eating a plate of Goat meat pepper soup.
Fear gripped me.
Hot urine filled my bladder.
I greeted him and he nodded happily and called me back just
as I was about to run away.
“I am eating the goat my son kept for me.”
“Woww! Wowwww!” I sounded like a siren.
“This is a beautiful Sacrifice.”
“You guys did a very great job.”
“Yes sir.” I nodded again.
“Who brought the goat? It is big and fresh.”
“I said which customer brought the goat you are telling me yes
“Are you okay?”
“So who brought the goat?”
My name is sambo and I am the best at what I
Written by sambo