MY WEALTHY UNCLE HAS A SNAKE THAT CRIES LIKE A NEW BORN BABY WHEN IT'S HUNGRY

MY WEALTHY UNCLE HAS A SNAKE THAT CRIES LIKE A NEW BORN BABY WHEN IT'S HUNGRY .

I want to confess something that has haunted our entire village for months now. It all began with a man everyone respected — a very wealthy businessman who lived just outside the township. He had everything: cars, a mansion, security guards, and more money than anyone could ever count.

But what most people didn’t know was that his wealth came from **a money ritual involving a snake**.

Behind his big house stood a small roundavel — a traditional hut that nobody was ever allowed to enter. Not even his wife or children. People used to joke that maybe that’s where he kept his millions, but the truth was far darker. Inside that roundavel lived **a giant snake** that cried like a newborn baby whenever it was hungry. Only he could feed it.

He would go into the roundavel at night carrying a bucket of milk mixed with blood. No one dared to ask questions because everyone feared him and the strange things that happened around his home.

Sometimes, at midnight, we would hear a sound like a baby crying from far away. The dogs would bark and chickens would go crazy. We thought it was witchcraft.

Then one day, the businessman got into a terrible **car accident**. His luxury car rolled over on the N1 and he was rushed to hospital. He stayed there for almost two months.

During that time, the snake in his roundavel grew restless. It began to cry louder, longer, and then one night, it broke through the door and disappeared into the bush.

That was the beginning of our nightmare.

People started waking up to find **their goats and cows dead**, drained of blood. Chickens were vanishing, and strange tracks — like those of a huge python — were seen near the river.

 One woman swore she saw the snake behind her house, its eyes glowing red and its body thick like a drum. Some nights, it cried like a human baby again, and the sound made people lock themselves inside their homes, praying until sunrise.

By the time the businessman came back from hospital, the snake had already turned wild. When he tried to call it back using his rituals, it refused to return.

He later confessed everything to the elders — how he went to a sangoma in Mozambique years ago, how he was told to keep the snake and feed it blood in exchange for riches.

Since his confession, his life has completely fallen apart. He lost his wife, then his eldest son, and now he walks around the village half-mad, talking to himself and warning everyone not to seek quick money. He says the snake still roams the fields at night, and that it wants revenge because it’s starving for blood.

We don’t know what to do anymore. Our livestock are dying, and children are too scared to play outside after sunset. We need **a powerful sangoma** to come and help us. The snake must be captured and burned before it destroys more lives.

This is not a story to entertain. It’s a warning. Not all wealth is clean. Some riches come with cries in the dark — and debts paid in blood.