People turn into different people at night. People do a lot of unthinkable things in the dark and my husband is one of them. My husband is a very wealthy man and I've grown to admire how he evolved over the years.
I've known him my whole life and I've watch him start his business from scratch into what it is today. He is in the taxi industry and I must say I was always so impressed with how he ran it smoothly without hustles.
His drivers never robbed him or even cheated him of a single cent and I loved watching their relationship as employees and employers. Even when they make extra money that he didn't expect instead of them keeping it for themselves they would give it to him.
He had loyal and trustworthy drivers. His drivers all behaved the same though. They were all quiet and liked isolating themselves. You see, at taxi ranks when drivers are not on the road they usually sit in a huge group and play cards or dice and just chat away.
My husband's driver's preferred sleeping in their taxis and apparently they were very bad at holding conversations so they preffered just being by themselves. What's even more weird was that they couldn't even hold conversations amongst themselves.
The day I found out that they were zombies is the day that I packed all my bags and left. Never went back and I'll never go back again. So weird things had been happening at the house at night for the longest time since he got wealthy.
At some point I even believed that we were being bewitched because people are now jealous because he is succeeding . He made me believe so only to later learn that he was the one doing the witchcraft..
There was a very loud clapping of hands happening in the house once a month and it would feel like there were a lot of footsteps and people chatting in the house. I'd be deep in sleep that kind of felt like I'm having sleep paralysis but at the same time I could feel what was actually happening around me.
There was a lot of people in the house but as a spiritual person I could feel that their souls were very empty. There's a room in our house that I've been warned never to enter. And somehow I didn't enter until the last time I set foot in that house.
I was tired of this feeling that occured on a monthly basis. The feeling of having a heavy and cold night surrounded by weird energy. I decided to take a look in the forbidden room.
When I opened the room there were 3 graves in there middle of the room next to each other in a line. On the wall there were pictures of my husband's drivers. Never have I ever in my life been that scared.
I prayed so much upon seeing such and suddenly my husband's drivers appeared from nowhere crawling on their knees and moving like snakes. I kept on praying until they dissapeared.
Everything felt like a dream and I found myself in bed the next morning. I was woken up by my very angry husband strangling me on the kneck telling me that I should've minded my own business. I fought him off and suddenly he acted like he was just dreaming.
I packed my bag as soon as he left Because u knew that the dream was very real. I recently confirmed that indeed his drivers are zombies and he keeps them in check by sleeping with me.
I'm shocked because I've always suspected that I had a spiritual husband because sometimes I'd wake up wet and with dirty and smelly liquid down there. I'm annoyed to say the very least.
He hasn't married anyone else and he keeps begging me to come back and that's because he is after my life. We need to be very sure of the kind of men we marry.
He used to be a good man but his love for money did this.
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