I am just penning this down to show how miserable I made my life by my nasty attitude. Witchcraft isn't only using muti, you can bewitch yourself by the heart you have.
Growing up I was a very beautiful young lady from a wealthy family, I was the kind of girl that everyone wanted to be friends with. That made me arrogant and very rude.
Because I believed people needed me so I made them feel small in my presence. I was always praised because most were scared of me not because I was liked.
I would make everyone I didn't like feel ugly and small. I was someone who laughed at people based on how they looked and even made them cry for their looks knowing very well some things couldn't be changed.
My mom died and my dad later married a woman who had a disabled child. I was so angry at him that I fed him poison. Before my dad passed away I used to mock the special child so much and I would tell her to go find her own dad.
She used to like me so much, my dad used to force me to wait for her at the gate every after school so that i could wheel her to the house. She was in a special school and her transport was used by her friends from her school too.
She used to be so proud of being my step sister and she had told all her friends that I am her sister and I told her never to call me that. I even told her friends to stop shouting my name because they are disgusting.
Her mom was a very quiet woman who would never reprimand me because I once told her where to get off. When my dad died after the funeral I told them to leave my house. I told them that was my mom's sweats and I will not share it with them.
My step mom had a 7month old son with my dad and my dad was slowly moving his attention to the son so killing him made me feel better. The poison was never traced in his body though so I am not sure if he died from that or its really an asthma attack.
When I chased my stepmother and her children out of my house she did not fight it, she left even though she was told that the will favour her more she said she doesn't want trouble and if i am uncomfortable with her being there then she doesn't want to be there.
But my dad had left her some money so she built her children a home. I was happy to be home alone and threw parties every chance I got. When my dad's money finished up I started §leeping with men for money.
I eventually fell pregnant and gave birth to twin boys and both my kids had complications that led them to permanent paralysis. One was also blind on top of all that. The baby daddy then left me telling me that they are not his because he would never give birth to special kids.
I've never felt so alone in my life and I strongly believe that someone might have done this to me as revenge for all my rudeness in the past years.
When my stepmother heard that I had special kids she reached out to me, we made peace and she has since been very helpful to us. I am now closer than ever with my step sister and all is forgiven. We have rented out my house and I now live with them.
I am now even a teacher at a special kids school. Life has humbled me so much and taught me that in God's eyes we are all equal. I am dating a deaf man and we have been blessed with a healthy bouncing baby girl, she's 3 months now.
Life has no manual, stay humble some lessons are the hardest to learn unless you are summoned to live and learn first hand.
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