I would like to remain anonymous. I always heard stories about ghosts and everything but for me they were just stories i struggled to believe. Growing up i thought people who saw ghosts were witches only until i dated and married Mozambiquen man.
I thought it was love when he paid lobola for me within a space of 6 months after we met. Little did i know that i was going to be used as a sacrifice for their money rituals.
Soon after he paid lobola for me we traveled to Mozambique to meet his family. When we got there i was told that in their culture i needed to sleep alone without clothes in a room for atleast one month. If i came with bad spirits and bad intentions the sacred room would decline me.
Because i loved that man and i wanted to make the marriage work i agreed to everything i was told. I was made to bath with muti i don't even know. I was made to drink muti I've never in my life drank but for love i agreed.
After bathing with the muti and drink another. My body changed completely, i became weak and powerless. I also lost my voice, i guess that was to make sure i wouldn't scream. I was suddenly bloated and felt like there was something big in my tummy.
I don't know what happened but all i remember was waking up in a room with no bed or windows. I was laying on my back with my head tied with a red doek.
I tried standing up but my legs were jiggly. I tried calling out for help but i had no voice. For a moment i thought it was a dream. Only to learn that it was real. There was a basket next to me full of red meat. Uncooked meat. I was kept in that room for straight up 1 month.
Every night i would see my husband's dad who wasn't dressed coming to lay next to me. I knew him from pics. I was so scared and would scream but i had no voice. He had his way with me for a full month and i can't prove it because he passed away and my body doesn't show any signs of being violated.
One day i woke up in a very elegant room. I thought i was dreaming to only to scream and my husband's sister came running. She asked me if all was okay. Suprisingly my voice was back. I asked to see my husband and i was told he went to buy me medication. I was sold the story that i was in coma for a whole month.
My question was if thats true then why didn't they take me to the hospital. I was again lied to and told that their hospital does not allow foreigners so they had to take care of me.
I had lost a lot of weight and my body was so tired and felt like i died and woke up. I decided to play along because i might lose my life if they found out that i saw everything. When my husband got back i lied and said my mom passed away back at home. I told him that received the message two days ago.
Before leavinv Mozambique i learned that my husband's sister is actualy his wife. We came back home and a day light i relocated to my aunt's place. He doesn't know the place so i al safe for now.
I consulted and i was told they used my body as sacrifice and soon they will be rich and untouchable. I have since been in hiding. I pray and hope he never finds me.
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