I am really going to try and keep my confession very short. So I am someone who talks a lot and I am very loud by nature and I just love people. I am what many call an outgoing person.
So as I grew older I had this one particular friend who was the exact opposite of myself. I had known her for so many years and I was the only person she could literally get along with as she was way too shy.
My friend was socially awkward. She would get so nervous around a lot of people and sometimes it would get so bad that it would turn into anxiety attack. I understood her character very well and a lot of times I've protected her from such situations.
She was from a very wealthy family. Her dad was a tycoon guys ,baby girl had everything she needed and wanted. Because of her condition she ended up doing home schooling. And as for shopping she became an obsessive online shopper.
If she needed to go eat out she would go to those fancy and expensive restaurants where only a few people could afford so we knew it was always almost empty.
She has never used a taxi in her life and me being a forward Kasi kid I almost got her introuble this one time I wanted to give her a taxi experience.
Eh mogirl almost died I kid you not. I took her on a taxi experience and she had the anxiety attack bona she almost jumped out of the window of a moving taxi.
Taxi drivers only speak money language I had to beg him to drop us off in the middle of nowhere and get us an empty taxi which we will pay double the full taxi price. He called his colleagues and in no time an empty taxi showed up and we took a ride to her house,just the two of us.
The passengers in the other taxi were shocked and you know how blacks are they started saying she's been bewitched or she has a calling. I think they made her anxiety attack worse that day because wow it was the worst it had ever been. They also didn't know about her condition so they were all over her trying to calm her down not knowing that they were making it worse.
That day when we arrived at her home with a quantum the parents were shocked. Ofcos they had to pay double the fare for all the seats. Yoh they gave me a very strong lecture,they were very angry and at the end told me that my bestfriend and I needed to stop seeing each other.
That's how they ended our friendship. I was no longer welcome at her house and it's pretty obvious that I'd never bump into her anywhere because of her phobia.
But we continued chatting over the phone even though it was a little bit awkward. It wasn't the same as us spending time together and all. Eish I messed up big time because I missed going to her house for her fancy food and swimming.
At Kasi her house was the only house with a swimming pool. The rest of us had to organise a trip with a taxi special to where where and pay an entrance fare just to get there and walk on the side walks because swimming wasn't our strongest point ekasi.
I missed her fridge so much,they had many fridges and they were always so full as if they were running a spaza shop.
Even the basement had deep fridges which I never opened but always assumed that there's more food hence the upstairs fridges never ran out of supply.
The parents wanted nothing to do with me as her friend anymore but she loved me as much as I loved her so we continued with our friendship under carpet.
Finally we were done with high school and we went to varsity. We made sure we reunited and in lived together. She went to an expensive Private institute in Pretoria called CTI while I went to TUT in pretoria.
Her parents chose the college for her specifically because they know that it's never overcrowded and also they got her a nice apartment there in a place called Faerie Glen which was very ideal because it wasn't far from her college.
They bought her a car,like girl was just living our dream and if I was her I wouldn't bother with school because akere most of us go to school so we can own houses and cars one day so yena she already had those plus a fat allowance so why bother.
Anyway I was always at her apartment almost every weekend and also on days that I had no classes she would fetch me.
On our third year her parents passed away in a very mysterious way. So the parents were found de@d in their house with body parts missing and guess what? My friend and her brother refused to open a case or do anything about that incident all they wanted to do was just bury their parents as if nothing strange happened.
They were both not home when the incident happened. The brother was even abroad and he came back after hearing the news.
Since the parents passed away I was now able to go to the house to visit my friend and our friendship continued as normal. However she never spoke about her parent's passing or anything to do with it.
She shut that part of her life out completely. A lot of people expected she and her brother to suffer after losing their parents but it never came to that.
They still lived a lavish life and afforded everything their parents could afford without failure. Mind you they have never worked a day in their lives but all was more than well.
So I had keys to my best friend's house and I was given permission to pop in whenever I wanted to. I would do that and there was no problem as she lived alone.
We were now done with varsity and we were unemployed and actively job hunting. So when times were hard at home I was allowed to do grocery shopping in my friend's fridges and cardboards Because they were always so full.
One day I went there and she wasn't home,not even the helpers were home on that day. I had my keys and it wasn't a problem that no one was home. I was so used to being there that it had become my second home.
I went in and as usual I made something to eat first,watched a little tv hoping that she will get home and find me there as her phone took me to voicemail.
It was getting a little late so I had to leave because my friend sometimes would decide to just go on a no phone vacation for an entire week so I thought that was the case cos whereelse would she be. Sometimes she takes such breaks when she's failing to control her anxiety.
I did a little grocery shopping in there and there was little meat so I decided to go open the fridge in the basement because they were deep fridges so there was obviously meat there.
I went and that's when I got the shock of my life. I found human body parts in there. It actually took me a while to realise what those things were,it was like I was dumb struck.
And guess what? Those were the parts her parents were found missing. I had never been in the basement all the way in because she's never really allowed me. She always found me on time and found a way to destruct me.
There were so many colorful candles in there, there was also a blood stained white sheet hanging and a lot of hair. It was just so creepy.
I stormed out and left,I think I even forgot to lock her house and I left even the mini grocery I had packed.
I ran home so fast and the first thing I did was to tell my mother what I had witnessed. My mother was shocked she said I had just confirmed an old rumour that had been making rounds in the village.
Apparently my best friend's family bathwala with their own body parts. According to my mom they all die the same way and are always buried with missing body parts.
My mom says there was a lady who used to be their house help and she found body parts in my best friend's great grandparent's fridge and she told people about it and a few days later she became mentaly ill and then dissapeared. To this day no one knows what happened to her.
My mom said she never warned me because she never believed that it was true. So it is their way of wealth, the parents die and leave their body parts to continue their generational wealth and pass it on to the next generation.
It now made sense why my bestfriend was so obsessed with falling pregnant lately. She was probably preparing herself to become the next SACRIFE so she wants to make sure she leaves someone.
It's been about 4 years now and this is the first time I'm telling this to anyone besides my mother. I have never spoken nor seen my friend ever since that day.
I am guessing she knows I was there because I left my keys and shoes there but she has never reached out. I had a plastic bag with me which I left in the basement so she obviously found it and decided to keep quiet so I kept quiet too.
I don't know what will happen to me once this is aired but I just had to share my traumatic experience about ukuthwala because I for sure know that it is real.
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