Lord of ears
Mamazala please hide my Identity, I am a fire survivor with severe burns. I was burnt by the community together with my grandmother.
I was 15 years when this incident happened, they community wanted to burn my grandmother but unfortunately I was hiding with her in the hut when we saw the community coming.
I managed to open the window when I couldn't stand the heat and the minute they realised that I am inside too, they helped me get out. I was saved and I am grateful for life but now I realise that I might be no different from my grandmother.
I am starting to have weird dreams doing weird things at night and when I wake up in the middle of the night I always feel like leaving the house to go to people's houses.
The truth is my grandmother never taught me anything, but I however can attest that she was performing black magic using ears but I only understood what was happening the day she was burnt to death.
My grandmother had a 25Kg bucket full of earings, all the earings had no match. She has always forbid me from wearing earings. She said earings were evil and I should never in my life wear them. To this day I have never gotten my ears pierced.
My grandmother wasn't only collecting earings, she was also collecting left side ears. I wish I had an explanation of how she got the ears but she had a big sac full of earings.
A few weeks after she died I discovered the ears and I decided to consult to find out what was happening. I was told to bury those ears as they are ears used for evil things.
The ears apparently were used to listen to people's home's conversations. The Sangoma said people who use ears for evil doing, bury the ears at people's houses then the ears work as a tool to transfer the news to them.
Then my grandmother would then take the information and use it against the victims. If they are planning to buy a car she would mix muti for them to never buy the car.
My grandmother was a very jealous person but I didn't think she was capable of such or that her jealousy would make her do so much evil.
My struggle is one, there is a tree at the back of the house that I am failing to get rid of. Sometimes I feel like I see my grandmother sitting under it. I see her surrounded by rays there.
When I get closer she then turns into a hundred rats. This would be in my dreams. The next morning when I wake up I then find a lot of rats on the door step. They then dissappear right infront of me.
The at night the urge of walking our the door gets stronger and stronger. I honestly don't want to end up like my grandmother. She has never discussed her dark side with me.
So why do I feel the urge to follow in her footstep? Please save me!
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