I SMELL LIKE A DEAD RAT TO MAINTAIN MY WEALTH. NO BLOOD SACRIFICE WAS MADE!
I suffered for a very long time and because I knew that studying hard and getting grades meant nothing to me because I had no money to further my studies.
My family was the poorest in the village. No one had any kind of respect for us. People used us to get what they want and still underpay us. They knew we were desperate and we would take any offer. My mom used to work in people's houses sometimes for a loaf of bread and a packet of tea bags.
My dad used to work at people's gardens in exchange for old clothes. We used to wear only clothes that we were given to by people.
I don't think as a child I've ever gotten any new clothes. At school other kids used to mock us because of our torn clothes. I was the village's most trusted herdman.
I was always alone in the bushes with the cows because I got paid to look after the cows. Other times I'd get a bit of money and most times I'd get the cow milk in exchange.
I used to spend a lot of times by myself at the mountains with the cows. As years passed, there was this White bird that would always keep me company. The bird used to always sit on any tree that I rest on. This went on for over a year.
Not just that but the tree would always give me signs when something bad was about to happen. Like there was a time when I was always bit by a snake while I was sleeping under a tree.
It started singing irritably,I woke up and noticed a very big and aggressive snake coming towards me. Another time was when I was almost attacked by two unknown men at the mountain. The snake attacked them for me before they could attack me.
From there on I just started being a very happy person around that birds,I only mentioned a few times it protected me. There's more but obviously time.
One day , while I was at the mountain it suddenly become dark and very cold. The bird collapsed , then came a very strong smell. An unpleasant smell. Suddenly a man appeared from nowhere and he was singing exactly like the bird. I was in shock, I looked around and the bird was no longer where it used to be. After a while the men started speaking. He told me that I was the chosen one. He said that I should not be afraid for he has come to give me wealth.
The man moved closer and started smearing me with some red liquid and also forcefully opened my mouth and started rubbing his index and middle finger in my mouth with some black powder. He then gave me pure water to drink but when I drank it tasted like something else.
Then finally gave me a belt. The belt was made of a rat skin and it smelled very very bad. He then said this is where your riches will be. The more people speak of how bad you smell behind your back that's the more you'll get money in this calabash I'm giving you.
What we just did here is a money ritual and doesn't require blood at all. It just requires you to have people talk about the smell behind your back. No one will tell you straight on your face.
He then gave me the calabash and said walk around your village wearing the belt and holding this calabash. Make sure you walk around busy places like shops or the clinic.
When someone starts gossiping about you. All the money they have on them will disappear into your calabash and that's how you will become rich. Quit your job for you are wealthy now.
I went back home same time. I even left the cows in the mountain but surprisingly they all followed me home. While walking I saw People whispering and pointing at me while blocking their nose.
When I got home I went straight to my room and opened the calabash and there was R430 in there. That for me and my family was a lot of money.
I gave it to my mom to be able to buy something to prepare for supper. From that day on I just started walking around and making money.
One day I decided to go to the city mall. People in the taxi were side eyeing me. Apparently even if you don't about my smell and just think about it in your thoughts alone, I'll still have Money from your thoughts.
I didn't even spend 20 minutes at the mall but my calabash was very heavy for me. I went back home immediately and that was the day I made my first R50 000.
I've done so well for my family now, we live in a big house now and we are no longer the village's servants. My parents are happy,my siblings are happy and I am happy.
They have gotten used to the smell so we no longer talk about it. I just now sleep in my own separate house as I was instructed by the mountain man.
Not all rituals are blood rituals but there will always be sacrifices. I don't regrets my sacrifice and sadly I am not allowed to hook anyone up because it takes only your ancestors to hook you up with this one. It is a spiritual thing. I thank you.
My parents and I sat down and I explained everything of which they understood very well and they gave me their love and support.
It doesn't even bother them when people talk about me. Aslong as gossip puts food on our table then we are very much okay. We have suffered so much and sometimes we would even smell bad because we had no toiletries.
So not smelling so pleasant truly isn't a new thing. The only new and best thing about it is that we are getting paid for it now.
When I'm walking around with my calabash, I walk barefoot. I am not allowed to talk to anyone or even look behind me. If I look behind me then the money will dissapear back to where it came from. People have even went as far as saying I'm now mentally ill because on that day, no matter how much you scream out my name you'll never hear me answer.
My mind is on bagging the money. I am living a very comfortable life full of joy now. It is my parents dignity that I've given back to them now. They are treated better these day and it makes my heart very full.
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