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 Thokoza Gogo. Please you don't have to hide my name since I'm here seeking help desperately. I have married my husband without his mother's blessings and she didn't even attend our wedding. She made it clear he wants nothing to do with us and she has disowned her son for marrying me against her wishes. We begged and pleaded but it seemed the more we begged the more we made her angry. I fell pregnant and my husband didn't want to hide this from his mom and he went and let her know. He came back sad saying that she said the most hurtful things against our pregnancy. A few days later she showed up on our doorstep being all friendly and challant like nothing has ever happened between us. At first we were confused but we were so happy that she finally came around. She kept on rubbing my tummy and for that week she would cook for us and also do my laundry. A week passed with her living with us then she just disappeared. Without even saying good bye. When we called her as...

 WORKING AT THE MORTUARY MADE ME PARTLY MENTALLY ILL. I pray everyday for anyone I know to never have to work at a mortuary no matter how desperate they are. I worked in a mortuary for over 15 years and I spent 3 years in a psychiatric hospital after quitting. I was not okay mentally and emotionally. It's so crazy how we all know that a mortuary is a place where the dead go before being buried and we still expect it to be a safe environment for its workers and the families of the deceased coming in and out. The truth is most mortuary owners know what happens behind the cold walls and closed doors. This is why most of them hardly spend time there or rather allow any of their family members to work there. Once you work there consider it a life threatening beginning.  Here's my confession. I worked there as their security guard and that also gave me a cess into the mortuary,even in the cold room where the dead are kept until they go to the fridges. Incase you didn't know,the d...

 MY GRANDMOTHER TURNED MY CH3ATING GRANDFATHER INTO A BABOON. Yoh I don't even know where to start but please keep me anonymous Admin. I'm not going to say when my grandmother passed away because if I do then I might put my family in danger. I'm saying so because you Might find that people from my village are in here and they end up putting two and two together. I reside somewhere in Mozambique and our village is a village full of most elderly grannies (women). Most of these women lost their husbands and became Ritch soon after that. I highly doubt that it has anything to do with policies or Inheritance because most of the grandparents were not even employed. They were just getting by, my village has been known of having baboons tormenting people at night. I didn't take this serious until we had to live with one of the baboons soon after my grandmother passed away. The baboon calls itself by my grandfather's name and the most scariest thing is that it has my grandfa...

 MY MOM HAS A ROOM FULL OF D3AD PEOPLE'S SPIRITS. Yoh guys to say I am devastated is an understatement. So my mom obviously has always been an angel in my eyes,a super sweet lady that I idolized so much. She was a school principal at our local school and a lot of people have always accused her of witchcraft and it used to make me very angry. My mom was feared by the entire village,in such a way that she had no friends whatsoever. She was a quiet sweet woman who was socially awkward but I di dn't blame her because the community didn't like her much. I remember at some point they had a tyre burning protest to get her off the principal chair. I really didn't understand why they were so cruel,she made me believe that they were just jealous of her because of her achievements. My mom was raised by her grandmother who is my great grandmother but she's late now. My great grandmother used to have a dark hard and shame she was not hiding it at all. I remember how she used to ...

HOW I ENDED UP SLEEPING WITH MY HUSBAND'S SNAKE.. I have been holding back on sharing my experience but I realise that this is a very safe space and I was like maybe this is just how I'll find my healing. I see a lot of people laughing or doubting these money ritual gang and I must say I don't blame them,I used to be exactly like them. So I got married to my high school sweetheart,someone I've known life and loved so dearly. We came from different backgrounds and that led to our goal reach difference. I came from a well off family and he came from a family with just grant dependence. Don't get me wrong I really don't mean it in a bad way,I'm just trying to show you where the problem began. We passed matric and off to varsity we went. I was always sharing my meals with him, actually I shared everything with him.  We chose different courses but we studied together. We were very intentional about finishing school and living. We graduated and he immediately secu...

I Took a Night Woman Home, and She Turned into a Snake in the Middle of the Night It was just a regular Friday night when I met her. The bar was crowded, the music was too loud, and the dim lighting made everything feel like a haze. I’d had a long week at work, and I just wanted to unwind, grab a drink, and relax. But then she walked in. She wasn’t the type of woman I usually noticed—too quiet, too reserved—but there was something about her. Her eyes were deep, almost hypnotic, and her long black hair framed her face in a way that made it impossible to look away. She wasn’t dressed like the other women in the bar, either. Her dress was simple but elegant, and her presence seemed to command attention without even trying. She didn’t sit at the bar, didn’t order a drink. Instead, she just stood there, as if she was waiting for someone—or something. I tried not to stare, but I couldn’t help myself. There was an energy around her, a strange pull that kept me interested. I’d never met anyone...

  A Wealthy Couple Asked Me to Carry Their Child, Only to Learn That I Would Carry Their Snake. In simple terms ,the couple make me take care of their money ritual snake. It was a cold winter morning when I first met the wealthy couple. I had never seen people quite like them—dressed in the finest clothes, with an air of sophistication and power that seemed to surround them. They lived in a mansion on the edge of town, a place I had only ever seen from a distance. I was just an ordinary person, struggling to make ends meet, so I never imagined I would cross paths with such important people. The couple approached me while I was working at the local café. I didn’t know why they had chosen me, but there they were, sitting at the table across from mine. They were calm, their smiles warm but distant, as if they had already decided what they were going to say. “We’ve been looking for someone like you,” the woman said, her voice soft yet confident. She had long, dark hair that shimmered l...

MONEY RITUAL GONE WRONG  I Did a Money Ritual, L What Happened to me is scary. Money rituals are real.   And they always, always come with a price.  I was broke, desperate, and drowning in debt. Rent was overdue, my landlord was threatening to throw me out, and my phone buzzed with calls from loan sharks who no longer bothered to be polite. Life had never felt this hopeless.   Then, on one particularly miserable evening, I got a message from an unknown number:   **"Are you ready to change your life? No going back after this."**   I should have ignored it. In fact, I almost deleted it. But desperation is a dangerous thing—it makes you curious, reckless. It makes you believe in things you wouldn’t normally consider.   So I replied.   **"Who is this?"**   Almost instantly, another message came through.   **"Someone who can help. Meet me at midnight, behind the old church."**   I felt a chill...

MY BROTHER HAS DESTROYED THE LIVES OF MANY BEAUTIFUL YOUNG WOMEN. BEING RELATED TO A RITUALIST COSTED US A LOT. My brother was a very handsome, educated and quiet guy. He was one of those shy guys that preferred being alone. He was so shy that we only started seeing him with girls when he became a ritualist. He completed his matric and went to varsity to further his studies. Honestly I don't know what pushed him to change as much as he did while in varsity. He was a very intelligent young man who got academic awards through out his school years. That's until he went to varsity. He started smoking and became an addict. He hardly cake home so that our parents don't notice his habits. He would lie to them over the saying he is busy with researches and and and. Little did we all know that he quit school and is now a full time smoker. My parents used to send him money every month, without knowing that they were feeding his habits. Anyway it took him two years to return home and ...

 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 open...

MY RICH HUSBAND HAD A HUGE SNAKE THAT CRIED LIKE A BABY WHEN IT WAS READY FOR HUMAN BL00D I married a pastor that my family thought was a very kind man. It was an arranged married and I didn't have a problem with it because he was almost my age and he wasn't bad looking. He seemed to have a good heart and came from a good family so I was okay with the arranged marriage. After marrying him it was when I started experimenting very weird things happening at his family home. They had a small room at the back of the house,it was painted in black and it had thatch field roofing. It had no windows and the door was also very weird. The door was red and in an oval shape. I was told it was a praying room and I believed him because only his dad and he would enter the room. But they only went there at night and barefooted and undressed. I noticed that on nights that they had to go to the room he would avoid intimacy for seven days before going in, he would be on a fast aswell and the night...