Daily Stories

©️ Opeyemi Akintunde As Inspired by the DEEP ONE The invisible force gripped me again. My feet moved like they weren’t mine. I tried to resist. “Please, Lord, I can’t… I can’t anymore.” My voice was barely a whisper. But the force dragged me down the corridor to the next door. It opened into something…

©️ Opeyemi Akintunde As Inspired by the DEEP ONE I thought I couldn’t go any further. My body refused. My spirit screamed. My heart begged. I whispered through clenched teeth, “Please Lord, I can’t see any more. Let me stop here. I don’t want to know what’s behind the other doors.” I pressed my back…

©️ Opeyemi Akintunde As Inspired by the DEEP ONE I could barely feel my legs anymore. My body was moving, but it didn’t belong to me. The invisible force dragged me out of the “factory of lies,”…a human butchery and back into the corridor. I collapsed against the wall, shaking. My mind tried to shut…

©️ Opeyemi Akintunde As Inspired by the DEEP ONE I thought I had seen it all. The roasted body. The dismembered parts. The grinders. The sacks of minced flesh. But the force wasn’t done with me. My body moved again, stiff like wood, dragged toward the fourth door. My spirit begged, *Please Lord, no more.*…

©️ Opeyemi Akintunde As Inspired by the DEEP ONE My scream echoed back at me, swallowed by the tiled corridor. The body hung lifelessly in that first room like meat on a butcher’s hook. Roasted. Darkened. Human. My chest burned as I struggled to breathe. My palms shook so badly I thought I would collapse….

©️ Opeyemi Akintunde As Inspired by the DEEP ONE The pull grew stronger. My legs felt like they were no longer mine. Each step was ordered by something beyond me. It dragged me past the sleeping quarters, past the vegetable garden at the back of the compound…straight toward an old abandoned-looking house. From afar, it…

©️ Opeyemi Akintunde As Inspired by the DEEP ONE I gave in. Not because I wanted it. Not because it was holy. But because I was tired. Tired of fighting, tired of being locked in my own body. I let him touch me. I let him lay with me. And I wept. Not silent tears…

©️ Opeyemi Akintunde As Inspired by the DEEP ONE That night felt like a thousand years. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t open my eyes. My body had become a cage and I was the prisoner inside. I felt him leave the room without touching me fully. But there was no relief. I was still locked…

©️ Opeyemi Akintunde As Inspired by the DEEP ONE The room was beautiful, but beauty couldn’t fool my heart. As I walked slowly across it, tears still wet on my cheeks, I noticed small things that made me shiver. A perfume bottle half-empty on the dresser. A faint stain on one of the pillowcases. A…

©️ Opeyemi Akintunde As Inspired by the DEEP ONE They turned my immediate surrender into a wedding. I never said “I do.” I never walked down an aisle. In one breath, Father Soji declared me a bride, and the whole hall shouted as if God Himself had come to join us together. There was no…