I AM HAUNTED BY A HUGE SNAKE FOR STEALING A BAG FULL OF MONEY.
I am so happy that today I finally got the strength to type and share my story. I've been wanting to share for the longest time but I was sceptical. I was skeptical because that's a chapter of my life I never wanted to relive even as a memory.
My story is quite short and it happened in a 5 year period. So I worked for a waste company at a surburb in Pretoria. We used to get wastes on Thursdays and Mondays. I had been working there for over 10 years.
Ofcos the money was never enough and we lived by hand to mouth strategy but we were surviving. I was not just the waste guy,I was a young graduate who got very unlucky when coming to jobs. I was my family's last hope so I had to find a way to put bread on the table.
Anyway one fateful day as we were doing our duties,I stumbled upon a very beautiful and clean bag in on of the dustbins. It attracted me immediately that I had to open it up. I was so shocked when I opened it and I found stashes of money.
It was a lot of money that I now wish I had taken to the police station. I hid the money and went to fetch it later after work. I hid it under a tree next to an abandoned park at the surburb. Went to fetch it with a black refuse bag so that its owner doesn't see and claim it.
When I got home I couldn't believe the luck I ran into on that day. I hid the money in my room where no one could find it and I first inspected to see if no one was reporting money missing or anything of that sort before using it.
This went on for a few weeks and no one was saying anything so I started taking bit by bit from the bag. Then I started enjoying the money and taking more and more from it as days progressed and no one was still claiming it.
I made up a lie that I won lottery and started enjoying the money without being questioned. I Renovated my house and bought myself a car. I could afford literally anything I wanted. But I also noticed that it didn't matter how much I was taking out from the bag it was just always full.
I was out partying almost everyday buying expensive booze and sleeping at different hotels with different girls on different days. A year into this dream come true life I noticed that on some morning I'd wake up to my blankets wet as if I was using them to steam.
The floor would also be wet and I lost the middle front piece of my hair and the back piece. Not too much just a little. Few days passed by and I woke up to my skin on the chest , arms,legs and hands had cuts with black Muti smeared into my skin.
All this happened to me without hearing nor feeling anything, believe it or not. Soon after that I started having very bad dreams,I'd dream of a huge water snake telling me that it's time to sacrifice.
This moved from being a dream to reality. I'd literally see the snake and it was getting more and more aggressively each day. Then I sacrificed my dad,seeing it put me in so much physical pain without it touching me.
It was so much that I remember mumbling out my father's name. Anything to make the pain go away and after I gave the snake the name,it disappeared right before my eyes and so did the pain.
The next day my day was bitten by a very small snake while harvesting at the Field. No one was near by on time we found him later gone and the snake also dead laying next to him. It was confirmed by postmoterm that he died from the snake poison.
Let me cut the story short the snake has taken my mom, grandmother,two siblings and my own child. I don't know how to stop it to this day,I've taken the bag back where I found it but every year the snake still comes for more of my family members.
I don't know what to do anymore and I am going through the most difficult time of my life. The bag is gone yet I keep losing my loved ones. I've begged the snake to take me but I'm still here.
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