I must hurry before my mom comes back.” 5 yr old Joy said as she bury her 2 wks old brother alive that afternoon.

Joy walked quietly into the room, carried her baby brother, and headed towards the garden.

“Now dig,” the voice commanded again.

“Okay, Daddy…” Joy replied softly, completely under control.

She began to dig the ground with her small hands. The afternoon sun was hot, but she didn’t stop.

After digging deep enough, she placed her two-week-old baby brother inside the hole.

Then she started covering the soil… slowly, carefully, as if she was enjoying it.

Back in Ijegu, Mr. and Mrs. Daniel continued feeding the homeless children, hoping it would help them find their daughter.

But suddenly, Mrs. Daniel felt something was wrong.

Her heart began to beat fast.

“I don’t feel comfortable,” she said, bringing out her phone with shaking hands.

She quickly dialed the nanny’s number.

At home, the nanny was still lying on the bed… fast asleep.
Her phone began to ring loudly beside her.

Once… twice… three times…

But she didn’t move.

Meanwhile Little Joy was half way covering the her little brother under the Evil influence.

Will the nanny wake up to pick the call?
NOT EVERYONE THAT VISITS SCHOOLS TO PRAY IS GENUINE, BE CAREFUL!!!

To be continued…