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I K!LLED MY OWN FAMILY FOR WEALTH AND NOW I'M DROWNING IN MONEY

I K!LLED MY OWN FAMILY FOR WEALTH AND NOW I'M DROWNING IN MONEY 


Confession: I Sacrificed My Family for Money

This is not easy to write. People look at me and think I am lucky. They see the cars, the houses, the way money never runs out for me. But what they don’t see is the blood that brought me here.

I got introduced to something I should have never touched. A man told me about a secret room where people go to make money rituals. He said there is a snake that gives wealth to anyone who feeds it. At first I laughed, but my life was falling apart. I was broke, desperate, and angry at seeing others win while I suffered. So I agreed.

The night they took me to the room, I will never forget it. The door was hidden behind a normal house. Inside, the walls smelled of blood. There were stains on the floor, candles burning low, and a circle drawn with something dark. When the chanting began, the ground felt alive. Out of the shadows came a snake so huge it felt like the whole room belonged to it.

They told me: “If you want true wealth, you must sacrifice those closest to you. The blood of your own family is the strongest. Don’t worry—you can always start a new family after the snake blesses you.”

I should have walked away. I should have run. But greed whispered louder than love. That night, I made the worst decision of my life. I sacrificed my own blood. My parents. My siblings. The people who raised me, the people who trusted me.

After each sacrifice, I became richer. Opportunities opened on their own, money flowed like water, respect followed me everywhere. But what good is all that when you can’t look at yourself in the mirror? What good is wealth when you hear hissing every night, when you wake up sweating because you dreamed of the faces of the people you killed?

Yes, I am rich. But I am also cursed. Every time I count my money, I see their blood on my hands. Every time I close my eyes, I see the snake waiting for more.

This is my confession: I killed my own family for wealth, and now I am drowning in the same riches I once begged for.