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We will be rounding up Melinda’s story today. So, if you have not followed it from the beginning, look the older stories up right here. Melinda and I started a self-confidence class to help her spirit, soul and body to become whole.

First, we started with letting go of her hurt, at this stage, I told her that the class would mean nothing if she doesn’t allow the Beast to get out of the way for her. Keeping her sister and her husband in mind means she has made them Lord over her emotions. It was a tough decision for her to make, she cried her eyes out but at last, she made the right decision and forgave them.

After 4 weeks, she became a bright lady, I haven’t seen the glitz on her like this before. She’s such a beautiful soul. Melinda came to the kiosk because I requested that she came. As she sat down, I told her to man up because we will be facing the demon in human clothing. She was pretty confused, she didn’t get my statement. Melinda! I called her, we will be going to your sister’s house and here is what we will do.

We fixed the day to carry out our assignment and guess what, just like a rat..they fell into the bait. I spoke with a couple of friends that work as human/girl’s right activists before going to the house with Melinda, we cooked up a story that made us stay in the house and guess what? At the particular time in the night, the insane man went into Melinda’s room hoping to eat another bread.

At that point, she already sent me a message via wtsaapp, I contacted the police and the agency to start coming,{it’s an emergency, so just trust the way the siren will be blaring hard.}

So Mr Beast came in as usual and this time around, Melinda puts up a fight! I ran to the entrance of the  room pretending like I had no idea what was happening, her sister ran towards me telling me to stay away from the room. I yelled back at her and luckily the agency came in with their siren blaring into the compound. It was then it dawned on the Beast and his Wife that we were in for business.

I ran to the door and opened it for the policemen and activists to come in, at this time, he had opened the door and Melinda ran towards me. He wanted to defend himself but we recorded everything that happened right there. Melinda’s elder sister started crying and muttering words that I just couldn’t fathom in my head. The man accused the devil of pushing him.

They were taken away and I secretly requested that they be tortured well before been taken to court. They were sentenced to jail. Melinda is doing good, she’s fit and she goes to give them good food in prison.

Sincerely, the devil pushed him all these times?…I cannot but wonder how the devil pushes though, is it from the front or the back.?

See you nextweek

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