Heyi guys my confession is so much different from all the confessions I've ever read in hear. You guys are probably going to laugh at me for falling for a scam or rather witchcraft that ended into many sleepless night.
Shukuthi man bafethu I was a very wild man, beziwa Thursday to Sunday. I loved the night life with all my heart and on thirsty Thursdays I'd drink like I wasn't going to work the next day. Then Fridays I'd go to work with a very heavy hangover.
Sharp fede we all know that there is a reaction for every action. My colleagues used to cover up for me on fridays, sometimes they would tell me to find a corner and sleep the hangover for an hour while they hold the fort for me and on the worst days they would say I must go home and sleep and bring a sick note on Monday.
The truth is I didn't just start being the rebel that I was just nje. No, I was going through a divorce and it broke me. The divorce was due to my wife's infidelity. I tried to forgive her for the children's sake but later found out even the kids were not mine.
It got worse when I had a few tests done and I found out that I was not capable of having kids. Eish so all the ups and downs were somewhat a coping mechanism for me. Very bad choice I know but there was nothing I could at that very moment. I was going through it.
My colleagues stopped covering for me because they really have tried and hoped I would stop at some point but I proved to be getting worse. My behaviour started showing in my job and after many verbal warnings and three written warning I was finally shown the door. I wasn't very much bothered ekse.
If anything I was happy that now I can go out Monday to Monday. But reality sunk in when I realised that Monday to Wednesday the grooves are as empty as the cemeteries. But i would go anyway because I had absolutely nothing else to do.
One day while I was at one of the clubs on a hot Tuesday morning. I noticed some guy that I have always been seeing at every club I went to. It was as if this guy has been following and staring at me. I got a little disturbed because I know that I'm capable of stepping on people's toes when drunk.
The following day that guy was there still but a different club. I decided to face him. He looked like one of those wealthy men in expensive suits so I just convinced myself that he was harmless maybe he just wants an apology for being messed with.
I got to his table and smiled at him while asking to take a sit and he nodded. His face was rather intimidating he looked like one of those strict uncles. I explained how I've been seeing him around and if he was from around. Instead of him answering my question he asked me a scary question.
He asked if I believed in the dead and I froze for a moment. He said I'm talking about ancestors became I am here watching over you because of them. Hayi no he was losing me for real. He then further said I lost my job for a purpose and now the ancestors would like to bless me with what I'm deserving of.
Honestly guys,that gent knew a lot about me so I had no reason to doubt that the ancestors indeed sent him my way. We had a few drinks and he spoke so much about my upbringing and love life that I was very much aware of so he gained my trust. That man then gave me a belt and said wear that belt everyday of your life and only take it off when you go to bed.
That belt will bring you everything you wish for and please make a very careful wish because it can't be reversed. He then said but make that wish when you are alone,with three white candles on. And remember not to say the wish out loud.
He then walked Away. I sobered up immediately and went home right away. On my way home I bought a packet of white candles and made that Wish as soon as I arrived home. My wish was to have lots of sons running around in my yard. Because the one thing I wanted the most was to be a father.
Guess what from that night on the worst thing has happened and that guy is nowhere to be found. Every night between 10 pm to 4am there are young boys running around my yard playing flute and other traditional instruments. I was very much misunderstood and now I live with zombies that fill my yard up every night making massive noise.
I haven't been able to sleep since then because of the noise and one night I was gatvol and gathered enough liver to go and tell the boys to leave my yard but I was ignored bluntly. The villagers also spread a rumour that my yard turns into a grave yard at night.
Truth is I believe them because those young boys look like they are no longer alive vele and they are just ghosts that I summoned into my yard.
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