My life was perfect and everything i had ever hoped to achieve within my age was happening just as i envisioned. I completed my studies on record time, found a job.
I met an amazing man, he paid lobola then we bought a house and we had a baby. The trouble began when my childhood neighbour called me to apologise. We hadn't been on speaking terms since i graduated. She and her whole family just stopped talking to my enitre family when when i graduated.
We then made peace with the fact that the neighbouring love has ended. So when i got married they didn't even come even though we invited them. When she called she apologised and told me how much she has missed our friendship and all.
I was happy she was reaching out, she then said she would come visit and i was excited. When i told my mom she told me that even her mom greets her these days so we both laughed about it. A few weeks later she came to visit me. She had a very heavy big bag.
I was shocked and asked myself how long she was planning to stay but i didn't say anything. My husband was a very warm and welcoming person by nature so he made her feel at home but he spent that weekend in our room to give us space.
She came on friday night so Saturday my man left to spend the day with the boys and returned in the evening,had dinner and went to bed. Sunday morning my friend left. What left me a bit disturbed was that the bag didn't look as heavy as it did when she came to my house .
She didn't even want to be helped with it anymore but she pretended that it was still heavy but i give her acting skills zero. She slept in the guest room which was next to my baby's nursery. That night my baby couldn't sleep.
She was crying none stop, we went to calm her down and we realised that the guest room's door was open and there was a very cold breeze coming from it. My husband went there to check if the Windows were closed and surprisingly they were but the room was freezing cold. We closed the door and put the baby to sleep and we went back to bed too.
An hour later my baby was screaming and we rushed there and the guest room door was open again. We were a bit startled by that because we have child lock doors meaning only an adult strong grip would open the door. Our daughter was only 1 and half years old so it couldn't be her and the wind could never open child protected doors.
We decided to take the baby to sleep with us. The next day we went out as a family to a family market expo. When we came back while driving in we saw a shadow of a person standing by the guest room window and we knew something was not giving here.
We went upstairs to see if there was anyone there and there was no one. We opened the closets and there was no one but a ball of hair with red paint and a black chicken feather. Our biggest mistake was touching those things.
Everything went South for us. We also started fighting, he started che@ting and sleeping out. He became abusive and arogant. At work things were getting difficult for me, i was not reaching targets nor was i performing well.
I was given written warnings until i decided to take leave to understand what was happening in my life. One night while my husband and i were having a heated argument which turned into a physical fight i saw an old lady peeping at us from the guest room. I stopped fighting but my husband continued until i passed out.
When i woke up i was in the guests room, i don't even know how i got there. The second i opened my eyes i saw and heard the guest room closet door closing. I ran out of the room, called for my husband but he wasn't home. I went into my baby's room and i took her and we drove to my mother's house. It was a two hour drive but i didn't mind. It was 3am.
When i got there i told her everything and she suggested we consult and inyanga. In the morning when i saw my neighbour she ran back into the house. My mom and i knew that our suspicions were right. We drove to a Sangoma who asked that i take him home with me so he can work on the house.
He mentioned that we live with a ghost thats there to listen to our conversations and report to it's master and the master makes sure there is no peace in that house and everything just gets messy. He .mentioned that had i not taken the leave i would've been fired.
We drove with him to my house and he asked my husband and i to phalaza(vomit)he gave us a bucket of tea to drink and finish it then vomit. My husband was very annoyed and he gave me the death stare but he was just respecting my mom so he did what he was told but he told me that he will show me when they leave.
The ngoma performed his ritual of chasing away bad spirits around the house and yard when we suddenly heard a loud scream and doors banging in the guest room. The sangoma asked us to follow him. He gave us a red chewy thing to chew before we entered the room and when we entered i got the shock of my life.
Gogo Merina was sitting on the floor n@ked. Gogo Merina was my neighbour's grand mother who passed away 3 years ago, we grew up around her and she was a sweet gogo who was abused by my neighbour's mother(gogo Merina's daughter).
The minute we saw gogo my husband and i started vomiting. We both vomitted red candle wax and a ball of hair. I still can't explain those even entered our bodies. Gogo was just sitting there looking down and she looked very sad not even scared but very sad. The sangoma then started yelling at her and telling her to get up and go back to whoever sent her. He ordered her to torment whoever sent her and do to her what she was doing to us.
The sangoma then sprinkled some liquid on gogo while enchanting weird things and gogo just slowly stood up and walked towards the door, she just dissapeared right before our eyes. Since that day i got my family back together and i am doing very well at work.
My marriage is back to what it used to be but we sold the house and bought another because we were no longer feeling safe in that house. My mother tells me that our neighbours now are always fighting and getting each other arrested after every fight. They even stab each other and hit each other with bricks. Back to sender was what the sangoma said.
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