I got married to a man who had passed away a few years ago. I didn't even know the man but my mother inlaw(his mother) like me and my three so much that she ended up asking me for a hand in marriage for her son.
Her son apparently passed away without children or a wife. He had special needs so he has never been with a woman all his life. His mother however felt it was necessary for Someone to carry their son's name even if it wasn't his own blood.
I used to sell vegetables at a taxi rank and that's where mamazala and I met. She used to buy from me every month end when she was from her monthly check up at the clinic.
She would come sit with me at my selling station after her appointments. We would sit for hours while she waited for her transportation. We became close.
She would ask me about my personal life, my children and so forth. She would also share about her life and she had two sons and a daughter. The other son passed away, the other lived at a different town and the daughter was married living at her in-laws.
The daughter had a son before marriage so the son lived with the grandfather. She would complain a lot about how lonely the house was with just the two of them living together and how her grandson prefers spending time in his bedroom with his phone.
I felt sorry for her so whenever she would come by I always made sure she goes home happy. She would also bring me and my kids bread and coldrink everytime she would come.
One day she asked me if I am not tired of not spending enough time with my kids because I am always on the streets. I would start selling at 5am and leave at 7pm when everyone was gone on the street.
I chose those times so that I don't miss a single penny because we were really struggling and every cent counted. I was honestly tired. So I told her then she suggested that since I live with no one but my children and I had no parents how about she marries me for her late son.
She tempted me further by telling me all that we would inherit when she is no more, she sold me dreams and told me how I'll never suffer or even have to work a day in my life. I gladly accepted because she looked like someone who's got her life together.
She would buy fruits and vegetables for R150 everytime so I knew that financially it would make sense for me to accept the offer. She gave me a date and a letter and I delivered it to my uncles.
They were all so shocked to hear what was happening but being a family wife wasn't something unusual so they knew about it but it's the fact that I've never met the deceased husband that shocked them.
Two months later my kids and I moved in with my mother in law. His daughter wasn't so happy about us being there so she took her son away.
Six months after moving in my mother in law started being a moody person. I noticed change in my children's behavior and they were distancing themselves from me and that didn't sit well with me.
My children preferred a total stranger over me. A year later I got fed up of how the woman was treating me and I decided to move out. My kids refused to move out with me. The little one who was four years old at that time told me I wasn't fun like their gogo is.
I asked him how she was fun so that I can also be fun. She told me that at night when I'm sleeping they live the house in a very fast train, he said the train looks like a toy during the day and when he wants to get into it during the day he can't because it's very small but at night it grows and they al fit in it.
I asked him where they travel to, he told me they travel under water where they find lots of people. He says they give blood to those people to drink and those people then go outside the water and they come back with whatever they ask them to bring.
I asked him where they get the blood and he said from hospitals and pregnant women. Upon hearing this it made sense because I'd sometimes find very little stains of blood when doing their laundry.
I went to a church I prefer not to mention where they revealed everything to me. My mamazala knew exactly what she was doing and she was using my children for witchcraft.
I took my children forcefully from her and they are now unstable mentally. Some days they are fine but other days are worse.
Not every help you are offered is help.
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