Growing up i honestly hated anything to do with magic and magicians. To me they appeared as witches because they could perform tricks a none magician could. As i grew older and i learned that in English another word for witchcraft is black Magic then everything started making sense.
I would never pay those R2s at school to watch magicians. Infact i would make sure that i was absent the day we were told that they were coming. So a couple of years ago i moved to Pretoria and became friends with a lot of Nigerian people.
We went to a college called MGI(MIDRAND GARDUATE COLLEGE) 80% of the students there were Nigerian and they were pretty cool people living a very soft life way before soft life was even a thing. So they always amazed me at how they drove nice cars, rented in expensive apartments and so forth.
Most of us even believed that they were selling drugs. But what suprised me the most was when do they get the time to sell? One of my closest friend used to tell me that hr parents are in the USA so they are the ones sending him money and i believed him.
One day while he was in the shower his mother called. I answered and told her that her son was still taking a shower we were getting ready for school. In a teasing laughter she said "you mean work, then said please tell him that his mother called and he shouldn't forget to send me money we are starving as we have rub out of food ".
I immediately concluded that my friend was lying to me and his parents, so he is selling drugs. Soon as he was done i told him about the call and he was very embarassed but did not say anything. From that day on i started distancing myself from him because i didn't know who i was dealing with.
A couple of days later he then reached out to me and told me that he joined a ritual were a snake provides money for him. I wanted to know more and he said unfortunately he can't tell me more unless i also join. A couple of months later i decided to join.
He took me to a nigerian man at hillbrow in Johannesburg. When i got there the man made me some weird things before giving me a a snake. I think he even made me eat poop because i had never tasted what i ate that day and it smelled like poop but the room was top dark to see anything.
After eating whatever that was then there was candle lights burning in the room. He performed some weird trick that took me back to magic. He was speaking in nigerian language while performing the trick even today i don't know what he was saying.
A few minutes later he opened a box full of money and a snake. He told me that was all money as soon as i bring him human blood in a 2kg bucket. He said it didn't matter who's bl**d. I was sweating and very scared because i am scared of snakes.
I told him i would bring the bbucket and we left. In the car my friend and i were quiet, he tried making conversations but he could see that i was disturbed. I couldn't wait to get to MIDRAND and block the guy for good.
I have never spoken to him since that day and i made it clear via text that i wanted nothing to do with him or the snake guy. I just came across a video of some man who was performing the alsmost same ritual and it took me back to that day and i thought i should just share
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