There is this Strange voice that’s always screaming in the Forbidden Hospital Ward every Midnight, we were all warnéd never to open it, but I finally opened it!!.

As I opened it, I didn’t see anyone inside, but I just heard a Voice saying “Haaaa, I’m finally outside.” The voice did not sound like a person anymore. It sounded like a thousand angry spirits talking at once.

I ran out of that Ward 14, and went secretly to my office. The lights were off for some moments. I sat in the dark, trying to hide my shaking hands. "Please, let it be a dream," I prayed, but the heavy rusted key in my pocket was very real.

Dr Anthony, the Dòctor that I took the keys from to open that Ward, came to that Ward 14, saw that it was open, he ran out and was panting,

“Who opened the Ward finally?, you have destroyed us!!!!, Jesus Christ!!!” He was sweating

There was Commotion everywhere in that large Hospital. I was also pretending to be shocked, but I was scared within me, Why should I do such?. People were bumping into each other and machines were making loud beeping noises. "Doctor, what is happening?" a patient asked me, but I could not even find my voice to answer him.

The Patients that were in the hospital had to run for their lives to another Hospital. Mothers were carrying their children and running out into the street without their shoes. "Run! Don't look back!" a security guard yelled. The hospital was becoming a ghost house in just a few minutes.

As we were planning to check the CCTV to fish out the person, it went off and a Strange Voice alone was heard,
"You cannot watch me," the voice boomed through every speaker in the building. "I am everywhere now."

”For 8 years, you thought you could caged me in this Ward, You thought you could cage Jùstice, Well, I’m here to let you know that I’m finally out for Revenge and exactly what you did to me, that’s what I’ll do to you all.” The voice laughed. "The blood on your hands will never dry," the voice whispered, making Dr. Anthony fall to his knees in terror.

I went to ask those who had been in the Hospital to narrate what happened to that Woman. I found an old cleaner hiding in the laundry room. "Tell me the truth about Ward 14," I demanded. He looked at me with crying eyes and said, "It was a crime, Doctor. A terrible crime against a mother who only wanted her children to live."

They said A Rích Man paid The Doctors huge sum of Mòney to kiIII her and the unborn Twins inside her, because she’s a Side chic, and the Rích Man doesn’t want anything to spoil his own Marriage, whereas he’s the one responsible for that Pregnancy. "They didn't just kiIII her," the cleaner whispered. "They locked her soul in that room so no one could never tell the world”

I went home and placed my hand on my head, sweating. I wanted to even chat my Family members so they could see the matter on ground, but I decided to pause a Little for now. My phone felt heavy in my hand. "If I tell them, the ghost might come for me too," I thought.

What’s going to be the next Move in that Hospital?

What if they finds out that I’m the one who opened that Door?

I told my husband “communication is key in marriage.”
Now he updates me with everything.
“Baby I’m turning left… baby I’ve reached the gate… baby I’m breathing…”
Sir, I didn’t mean CCTV
#fyp #viral #whummy

Rooftop romance wahala ,
On a hot afternoon in the neighborhood, people were minding their business—children playing football, women gisting, and one old man monitoring everybody like CCTV.
Suddenly, from the top of a zinc roof, strange noises started coming.
“Ehen? Wetin dey happen for there?” one woman whispered, adjusting her wrapper.
Unknown to them, Ngozi and her husband Emeka had climbed inside the small space under the roof to “have privacy”… because according to Ngozi, “romance is sweeter when breeze is blowing from all angles.”
Inside that tight, hot, dusty roof space, Emeka was already regretting his life choices.
“Ngozi… this place hot o… I dey sweat like generator,” he complained.
Ngozi, not even bothered, said dramatically: “Emeka, if this marriage must continue, you must be coming here every day… ANYTIME!”
Emeka froze.
“Every day?? Inside THIS roof?? Ngozi, are we geckos?? ”
Before she could answer, KPAAAAM!
The old weak plank shifted.
Both of them paused.
From outside, the old man looked up and shouted: “Who dey fight for my roof?!”
Children gathered immediately.
“Uncle, na thieves?”
“No, na witches!”
“No, na cat!”
Inside the roof, Emeka whispered: “You see your romance? We don turn community project.”
Ngozi still insisted: “I don’t care! This place has… vibes.”
At that moment, dust entered Emeka’s nose.
“Ah-CHOOOO!!”
The sneeze was so loud that everybody outside shouted: “IT’S HUMAN BEING!!! ”
Next thing—neighbors brought ladder.
As Emeka peeped through the hole and saw the crowd, his soul left his body.
“Ngozi… if we come down now, I go relocate go Ghana.”
Ngozi adjusted her hair calmly: “Just come down with confidence.”
Emeka replied: “Confidence ke? In boxers?? In front of Mama Chidinma?? My life don finish!”
Finally, they climbed down.
Silence.
Everybody stared.
The old man cleared his throat: “So… na romance you people dey do for my roof?”
One small boy shouted: “Aunty say na everyday she go dey come here o!”
The whole street BURST into laughter
Emeka just looked at Ngozi like: “This marriage don turn reality show.”
Ngozi smiled proudly and said: “Love is sacrifice.”
Emeka nodded slowly: “Yes… and today, na my dignity be the sacrifice.”
Lessons:
Not every “romantic idea” is practical in real life
Privacy is important—but not inside someone’s roof!
Before making relationship rules, check if your partner will survive it
Neighbors will always mind your business… even when you think they won’t

Rooftop romance wahala ,
On a hot afternoon in the neighborhood, people were minding their business—children playing football, women gisting, and one old man monitoring everybody like CCTV.
Suddenly, from the top of a zinc roof, strange noises started coming.
“Ehen? Wetin dey happen for there?” one woman whispered, adjusting her wrapper.
Unknown to them, Ngozi and her husband Emeka had climbed inside the small space under the roof to “have privacy”… because according to Ngozi, “romance is sweeter when breeze is blowing from all angles.”
Inside that tight, hot, dusty roof space, Emeka was already regretting his life choices.
“Ngozi… this place hot o… I dey sweat like generator,” he complained.
Ngozi, not even bothered, said dramatically: “Emeka, if this marriage must continue, you must be coming here every day… ANYTIME!”
Emeka froze.
“Every day?? Inside THIS roof?? Ngozi, are we geckos?? ”
Before she could answer, KPAAAAM!
The old weak plank shifted.
Both of them paused.
From outside, the old man looked up and shouted: “Who dey fight for my roof?!”
Children gathered immediately.
“Uncle, na thieves?”
“No, na witches!”
“No, na cat!”
Inside the roof, Emeka whispered: “You see your romance? We don turn community project.”
Ngozi still insisted: “I don’t care! This place has… vibes.”
At that moment, dust entered Emeka’s nose.
“Ah-CHOOOO!!”
The sneeze was so loud that everybody outside shouted: “IT’S HUMAN BEING!!! ”
Next thing—neighbors brought ladder.
As Emeka peeped through the hole and saw the crowd, his soul left his body.
“Ngozi… if we come down now, I go relocate go Ghana.”
Ngozi adjusted her hair calmly: “Just come down with confidence.”
Emeka replied: “Confidence ke? In boxers?? In front of Mama Chidinma?? My life don finish!”
Finally, they climbed down.
Silence.
Everybody stared.
The old man cleared his throat: “So… na romance you people dey do for my roof?”
One small boy shouted: “Aunty say na everyday she go dey come here o!”
The whole street BURST into laughter
Emeka just looked at Ngozi like: “This marriage don turn reality show.”
Ngozi smiled proudly and said: “Love is sacrifice.”
Emeka nodded slowly: “Yes… and today, na my dignity be the sacrifice.”
Lessons:
Not every “romantic idea” is practical in real life
Privacy is important—but not inside someone’s roof!
Before making relationship rules, check if your partner will survive it
Neighbors will always mind your business… even when you think they won’t

Know this if you are ready for marriage

Problem
#meme #fyp #viral #marriage #cheating