MY DAD AND HIS SISTER FORCED ME TO SLEEP WITH THEIR SNAKE.

MY DAD AND HIS SISTER FORCED ME TO SLEEP WITH THEIR SNAKE.

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My family secret has absolutely destroyed me and my life.

I have lived with this secret for 30 years.

Today, I feel ready to confess everything that happened in my family.

My father was a ritualist.

No one in the village knew. To the community, he was a good man  generous, respected, always helping the needy. We were known as one of the wealthiest families in the village. People admired us. No one suspected the darkness behind our success.

Every year, my father would travel to Mozambique.

And every time he returned, one family member would die.

At the time, I didn’t understand. My sisters’ father knew what was happening, but they were all too secretive. No one spoke. No one explained. Death just became normal in our family.

I found out the truth one night when I was around 20 years old.

I woke up thirsty and went to the kitchen to get water. On my way, I noticed a room we were strictly forbidden to enter. That night, the door was open.

Out of curiosity, I peeked inside.

What I saw changed my life forever.

There was a huge snake crawling around the room. My father and my aunt were lying naked on the floor, surrounded by candles. The atmosphere was dark and terrifying. Next to a calabash were photographs of family members  all of them already dead.

I was frozen in shock.

I didn’t even drink the water. I ran back to my room, shaking, asking myself what I had just witnessed.

The next day, my father couldn’t look me in the eyes. He avoided me completely. I said nothing.

A month later, my aunt called me and said words that still haunt me:

“Since you saw what you were not supposed to see, you must become part of this — or your mother will be the sacrifice.”

Fear silenced me.

I couldn’t tell my mother. I was too scared of losing her.

 So I obeyed.

The night I was introduced to the dark world, I was told not to eat anything — only drink water. They took me to a river at night. I can’t mention its name.

My father and my aunt undressed. They told me to undress too. I was ashamed and confused.

They slaughtered a black chicken and poured its blood all over my body. They chanted words in a language I didn’t understand. After that, everything went blank.

I woke up the next morning in my room.

That was my initiation.

From then on, we only killed family members. But before someone died, we would first cause tension and fights within the family. That way, when death came, everyone blamed each other.

Whenever a family member died, the snake would vomit money — lots of it. I never struggled financially. I lived a lavish lifestyle. I never felt broke. Killing became normal.

We targeted the clever ones — those with bright futures. We spared those who seemed lost in life.

Everything changed when we targeted a family member whose children were true worshippers of God.

After her death, her spirit began to trouble us.

We would see her everywhere. She moved from room to room. Wherever we went, she followed. We tried returning to Mozambique to make her spirit rest, but it failed.

Then my aunt — the one I worshipped with — started getting sick. She worsened day by day until she died. The very next day, her daughter died too. We didn’t know why.

We buried mother and daughter on the same day.

Years passed. Things seemed calm again.

Then the spirit returned — stronger.

This time, my father became sick. His feet and stomach started swelling. Worms came out of his feet. He was a walking corpse, suffering daily.

He warned me not to tell my mother or siblings anything.

His business collapsed. Partners withdrew. Money stopped coming. The wealth disappeared.

My father died.

I was left alone.

I destroyed the forbidden room so no one would ever see what was inside. But the snake remained. It stayed in my room. It torments me. Sometimes I feel like I’m losing my mind. I’m scared I might be next.

I can’t keep relationships. Every man I meet sleeps with me and leaves. My life feels cursed.

All I want now is help.

If anyone knows someone powerful enough to help me destroy the snake and make the spirits rest, please help me.

I wish I had chosen differently.

I wish I had never entered this dark world.

But this is the truth I have carried for 30 years.