My business is killing my family

I have made the worst mistake of my life and the price is very painful. I am paying a very hefty price for my need for wealth. 

A few years back I joined a group about seeking help the traditional way on Facebook. I had a business that was struggling. I saw people thanking the group creater for helping them by creating the group. 

I saw many people prasisng how they are doing well in life and it was all thanks to the group. So I decided to seek help in growing my business. I honestly did now want quick money. I am a hard worker by nature and I wish I had been a liitle more patient.

Fine, so I got many inboxes of zangomas willing to help. They were a bit expensive except for this one who said I can pay him once I see money coming. I was impressed with that so we exchanged numbers. 

Luckily we were in the same province so we made arrangements to meet and we met. I went to his house and I was comfortable when he cleansed me with his wife around. 

He cleansed me with egss, condense milk, fresh milk and a black chicken. I bathed with a live chicken then he used a razor to cut me and then made the chicken perk on my open skin. It was drinking my blood.

He then told me that the chicken is now a part of my family. He said when I get home I must buy more black only chickens and put them in a chicken coop with the chicken and leave them over night. 

I must burn 25 red candles and 25 black candles all night where I will be sleeping. I must sleep in the same room with the chicken I bathed with. He then instructed me to wake up at 4am while it was still dark outside and put the chicken with the other chicken.

Leave them for atleast 3 days and 3 nights without feeding them. Then on the fourth night I must go in the chicken coop and catch any chicken and strangle it and then go back to bed. I was asked to do all this naked.


It wasn't a problem because I lived in a high wall fence so no one would see me. I did as I was told and then went back to bed. 

I woke up to orders of my products being orders like crazy on whatsapp. I was so excited and I called my mom. When she picked up she was crying, she told me that they have been trying to call me. 

My dad had died in his sleep. I felt numb. After his funeral my business continued doing well. I was told to strangle another chicken on in 6 months. I paid the Sangoma as agreed.

Six months came and I followed the same procedure and strangled the second chicken. In the morning my aunt called me telling me that my mom died in her sleep. 

This was becoming strange. I suspected that me strangling the chickens I could be strangling my own family. I strangled a cock the first time and my dad died. Second time is was a hen and my mom died.

But I chose not to believe that their death could be in my hands. The following year I caught a cock again and my uncle passed away in his sleep too.

We decided to consult because this was becoming scary. I was scared even on the consultation, I was praying and hoping that my assumption were wrong. 

When we got there the Sangoma kept giving me a very dangerous look. She then pointed at me and told me to remove the big black snake in the yard that's finishing everyone. I then said I placed black chickens not snake. 

He said at night they form a very big snake and each time I strangle one then it strangles one member in my family. I've never been that shocked in my life.

Today I am living a life full of regrets, I haven't strangled any chicken in over a year and I've set them free but they keep coming back. I see them almost everywhere I go. I get choked at night and my business has completely collapsed.

I no longer eat chicken because everytime I eat it I become very sick. I need help in reversing the ritual. The Sangoma that helped me says i should ignore their reappearance and eventually they Wil disappear but it's honestly taking longer. 

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