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06/08/2025

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THE ESCAPETitle: Into the Night, Into the UnknownWe ran.Not just with our legs but with our souls, our trauma, our hope....
06/08/2025

THE ESCAPE
Title: Into the Night, Into the Unknown

We ran.

Not just with our legs but with our souls, our trauma, our hope. Through the smoke-filled corridors of Queen Mother’s collapsing mansion, past cracked mirrors that once showed us versions of ourselves we no longer recognized. The entire place was shaking, like the ground itself had decided to spit her out.

Zara’s hand gripped mine like a lifeline. Her breath came in sharp gasps, but she didn’t slow down. Neither did I. Behind us, the roars of that beast the one Queen Mother summoned in her desperation echoed like thunder chasing lightning. Girls screamed, glass shattered, and chants filled the air in languages too ancient to understand.

But there was a door a glowing blue archway. I didn’t know where it led. I didn’t care. It was the only light in a house filled with darkness.

Just before we reached it, Queen Mother’s voice cut through the madness. Calm. Deadly.

“You think freedom is a door? Foolish girls. You carry the curse with you.”

Zara turned, eyes wild. “Run, Sandra!” she shouted.

But I didn’t want to leave her. Not again. Not ever.

Queen Mother raised her hand. A pulse of black light exploded toward us. Zara pushed me forward hard. The blast hit her square in the chest.

“ZARA!” I screamed.

She fell to her knees. Her body started to dissolve into red ash. But even then, her eyes were on me.

“Tell them the truth,” she whispered. “Break the chain…”

And then she was gone.

I stood there, frozen. Screaming. Crying. Until another hand grabbed me one of the other girls who had broken free.

“She gave you a chance. Go!”

I stepped through the door.

And everything went white.

To be continued…
By Mercy chi

THE UPRISINGThe Red Hall had become a storm of chaos.The statues girls who had once been silenced, sacrificed, or forgot...
05/08/2025

THE UPRISING

The Red Hall had become a storm of chaos.

The statues girls who had once been silenced, sacrificed, or forgotten were alive now. Their eyes glowed faintly gold. Some were weeping. Others were screaming. But all of them were angry.

Queen Mother turned in slow motion, eyes widening for the first time.

“You foolish girl,” she snarled at me. “You’ve awakened the cursed ones!”

Zara pulled me behind a broken pillar as two red-robed girls leaped toward us like possessed wolves.
One of them landed hard face twisted, teeth sharp like blades.

But before she could strike

CRACK!

One of the awakened statues grabbed her by the hair and slammed her into the marble floor.

I stared in disbelief.

These weren’t just spirits.

These were victims turned warriors.

One by one, the lost girls surrounded Queen Mother and her circle of loyal witches. Their energy was different raw, ancient, vengeful.

Queen Mother raised her hands and screamed in a language I didn’t understand.

The air trembled.

Chandeliers fell. Walls bled. The mansion trembled like it was being ripped apart from within.

And then

The ground split.

A long, jagged crack snaked across the Red Hall, opening up into a black pit.

I grabbed Zara’s hand and screamed, “RUN!”

But Queen Mother wasn’t done.

From the pit, something began to rise a shadow beast, massive and headless, its body covered in red symbols. The creature howled like a thousand dying voices.

“You wanted to destroy my kingdom?” Queen Mother roared. “Then face its true master!”

The statues hesitated.

Some fell backward in fear.

But one girl stepped forward.

She had no mouth. Her eyes had been sewn shut. But she moved with purpose.

She walked right up to the beast… and placed her hand on its chest.

The beast screamed.

And exploded into dust.

Queen Mother gasped.

“No… it can’t be…”

Zara turned to me. “Now. This is our only chance.”

We ran for the door the real back exit now glowing faintly blue as if the curse had weakened.

Behind us, Queen Mother screamed.

“You’ll regret this, Sandra! You will never be free! We know your blood now. We will follow it to the ends of the earth!”

I looked back one last time.
The mansion, once flawless and regal, was collapsing its beauty devoured by truth.

We stepped out into the night.

No guards.
No drivers.
No more shadows.

Just air.

Freedom.

For the first time in months I breathed without pain.

We were barefoot. Covered in ashes. Our designer lives burned behind us.

But we were alive.

And maybe, just maybe…

We had started something bigger than escape.

We had started a rebellion.

To be continued…

Written By Mercy chi

BLŌOD AND BACKDOORSEvery door slammed shut at once.The windows sealed with an invisible force, like the house was breath...
05/08/2025

BLŌOD AND BACKDOORS

Every door slammed shut at once.

The windows sealed with an invisible force, like the house was breathing, trapping us inside.
The chandeliers above flickered violently. Shadows crawled along the walls. It wasn’t just spiritual this was war.

Zara grabbed my hand. “There’s a back passage,” she whispered. “Only Queen Mother and I know about it. But we’ll have to pass through the Red Hall.”

My heart sank.

The Red Hall the place no girl dared enter unless summoned.
The place they say girls entered… and didn’t always leave.

“We have no choice,” I said.

We ran.

Down the corridor. Past the golden mirror that now reflected nothing. Past the staircase where the first ritual had happened.
The silence was gone. The house was screaming now groaning, whispering in dead languages.

Zara stopped at a wall and pressed her hand into a hidden panel. It slid open.

The Red Hall was colder than ice.
Dark red curtains. Dozens of mannequin-like statues of past girls dressed like queens, posed like art, but their eyes followed us.
One even had my face.

“I don’t want to be here,” I said.

“We’re already here,” Zara replied.

As we tiptoed past, the floor creaked and one of the statues suddenly turned its head.

Not all the statues were dead.

Some were alive. Trapped.

One reached out and grabbed my arm. I gasped, almost screamed.

Her voice was dry, like dust: “Don’t run. It never ends…”

Zara pulled me forward. “Ignore them!”

We finally reached the back exit. A rusty metal door with a red mark painted on it a serpent swallowing its tail.

Zara pulled out a tiny black key from her bra and pushed it in.

But before the door could open BOOM!

Queen Mother appeared behind us.

She wasn’t alone.

Five girls. Eyes glowing. Barefoot. Hair loose like witches. Dressed in red. Their skin shimmered like they had been… changed.

“Disloyalty burns deeper than betrayal,” Queen Mother hissed. “You don’t run from a blood pact, Sandra. You fulfill it or you become its food.”

I stepped forward. “I didn’t ask for this life. You forced it on me.”

She smiled. “Exactly. Power is never offered. It is taken.”

She raised her hand. The red-dressed girls stepped forward.

We were outnumbered.

Cornered.

Zara looked at me, eyes wild. “We die here… or we fight.”

Then I remembered something.

The necklace.

It still hung around my neck, but the stone had cracked slightly after the mirror incident. I could feel it pulsing.

I grabbed it.

And for the first time… I ripped it off.

The pain shot through my chest like lightning. I screamed. My vision blurred.

But in that moment, something changed.

The statues in the Red Hall began to move.

All of them.

The trapped girls… woke up.

Eyes wide. Voices whispering. Some crying. Some growling.

Queen Mother turned around too late.

The girls charged.

And the mansion became a battlefield.

To be continued…

Written By Mercy chi

05/08/2025

Not everyone is meant to be your friend hear me out.

📌 Real Talk About MarriageTrue love is not everything in marriage, but it plays a big role in keeping it together.When s...
05/08/2025

📌 Real Talk About Marriage

True love is not everything in marriage, but it plays a big role in keeping it together.
When storms hit and they will it’s love that gives you the strength to hold on, forgive, and keep trying.
But if you marry someone you don’t truly love, you might not even have the motivation to fight for that union when things start falling apart.

Marry wisely. Don’t ignore the power of genuine love. 💔❤️


Mercy chi

04/08/2025

Once you start loving yourself enough for people to notice! They will brand you selfish 🤣🤣.
Accept it's Love your self More. 🥰

THE BETRAYAL TESTI stared at the box in my hands, willing it to vanish.The vial glowed faintly like fire trapped in glas...
04/08/2025

THE BETRAYAL TEST

I stared at the box in my hands, willing it to vanish.
The vial glowed faintly like fire trapped in glass.
And that name… ZARA. Written in ink that looked too red to be ordinary.

“Why her?” I asked quietly.

Queen Mother didn’t even blink.
“She’s disloyal,” she said. “She whispered escape into your ears, didn’t she? Thought she could trick the system, smuggle herself into freedom. A sister in rebellion must be sacrificed.”

“No,” I said, shaking my head. “Zara brought me in. She protected me.”

Queen Mother smiled coldly. “Exactly. That’s why she must go. Love is the first weakness we kill.”

She stood and walked toward me slowly, like a serpent uncoiling.

“Loyalty isn’t tested when things are easy,” she whispered. “It’s tested when you’re asked to destroy what you love.”

Then she pressed a dagger into my other hand.

“You have until midnight,” she said. “Use the vial. Use the blade. Or lose your place forever.”

I left the room, breathless. My legs weak. My heart screaming.

Back in my room, I stared at the box like it might explode.

Zara knocked five minutes later. I hadn’t called her but she came anyway.

“Sandra… are you okay?” she asked. “You look pale.”

I looked at her really looked.

She wasn’t perfect. She wasn’t powerful. She was just tired, like me. A girl trying to survive.

“They want me to end you,” I whispered.

Zara froze. “What?”

I opened the box, showed her everything.

Tears filled her eyes.

“I warned you,” she said. “I told you this life is a trap wrapped in glitter.”

“I know,” I said, voice cracking. “But what do we do now?”

She wiped her eyes. Then looked at me with something close to madness or maybe courage.

“We flip the script,” she said. “If they want blood, we give them fire.”

I blinked. “You mean run?”

She shook her head. “No. We expose them. But it’ll cost us everything. Our faces, our freedom… maybe our lives.”

Silence.

Then I nodded.

I was done being owned. Done being a pawn.

That night, we packed quietly. I swallowed the sim card Queen Mother gave me. Zara flushed the vial.

But just as we were about to leave…

The hallway lights flickered.

And every mirror in the mansion cracked—at once.

Then came the voice. Cold. Everywhere.

“You thought we wouldn’t know? You thought you could run again, Sandra?”

“Now, both of you belong to the altar.”

And just like that...

The doors locked.

To be continued...
Mercy chi

That Joy When Your Kids Keep Making You Proud ❤️Yesterday was another proud mum moment for me, and honestly, my heart is...
04/08/2025

That Joy When Your Kids Keep Making You Proud ❤️

Yesterday was another proud mum moment for me, and honestly, my heart is still full. Watching my four amazing kids shine in their academics brought me so much joy! 🥰

You know that feeling when they start calling names for best in class… and it’s your children being called one after another? The joy is truly priceless.

I’m so proud of the hard work, dedication, and excellence they keep showing. Moments like these remind me that every sacrifice is worth it.

Dear children, keep soaring higher mummy and Daddy will always be your number one cheerleader! 🎉🎓💪🏾

I don’t understand why PEOPLE are always putting us down, instead of encouraging us to become Great. Because, when YOU d...
04/08/2025

I don’t understand why PEOPLE are always putting us down, instead of encouraging us to become Great. Because, when YOU do become Great, You will give me a World that I would not have any other way. We all have something to give one another.
May God Almighty establish Your going and coming to the solid rock of safety, every power that has thrown Your Life and Destiny in an horrible pit shall receive the judgement of fire from God Almighty. The Great arm of God shall set Your feet upon a mountain top, every troubler of Your Israel shall face the hot wrath of God, and by the Power of Holy Spirit of God, all the powers that are limiting Your Destiny shall receive the punishment of Ancient of days now in Jesus Mighty Name.. God Bless You. Happy New Day to You, Have a Great Divine Unique Lovely Abundantly Unlimited Satisfaction Unstoppable Excellence of Majesty and Victorious. Blessed New Lovely DAY.
Good morning Fam

03/08/2025

My two sons are digging it out 🤣🤣

It's graduation 🎓🎓 O. Clock
03/08/2025

It's graduation 🎓🎓 O. Clock

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