My Stepfather Killed My Mother Because Of Me – Final Part

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The step I took with my mother was to consult a wise person some may refer to us fetish priest. After consultation, he told us that, in Nigeria, some women used some herbs to prepare food for strangers; with that, the stranger forgets his origin and cannot return. So we all thought perhaps, that was what had happened to my father. 

My mother could not carry the burden of catering for the seven of us any longer, though, I was a grown-up but I still relied on my mother since I was not married. My mother was about 56years old and I was wondering who she might want to marry at that time of her life.

I was now over 30years and I met a man I loved and married him. My mother, on the other hand, met an old soldier, who was a soldier pensioner and this soldier expressed his love for my mother. As for how they met, I had no idea. My mother who had waited for such an opportunity married this old soldier. It was such a happy moment for the old couples. 

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They lived happily after their marriage. This was not the time this couple giving birth so as for babies, they did have none since they have all passed that stage. This old soldier loved me so much as a daughter and sometimes gives me money, though I was married.

One day, he took me to an oracle to enquire about my destiny since life was very difficult for me and my husband. The oracle made my stepfather to see him in a private place for the rituals to proceed. After about 30 minutes of waiting, my stepfather came out with a sad look on his face. What he told me was that “you have a great future”.

I was confused and asked him about the outcome of the rituals. It was there he disclose to me that the oracle said I have a great destiny but my mother is a witch and has been preventing the fulfillment of my destiny. Truly, I never agreed with that statement that my mother is a witch. How can it be? We went home and told me to never disclose this issue to my mother. 

I couldn’t control myself any longer and informed my mother about the witch accusation. She became very sad and disappointed in me for going with my stepfather to such a place since my mother trained us in Christianity.

It was Friday and the last time I saw my mother.  She came to my house and I even ate with her. She told me she has to hurry and go to the women’s fellowship program in the evening. When she was about to leave, she told me the fear that grips her when she wants to go to the house because of her husband. I encouraged her to steadfast and pray and it shall be well. After some minutes, she left me and went home.

It was Saturday dawn when my town was thrown into an uproar because there was a gunshot. The brave men woke up and rushed in the direction of the gunshot. There and behold, my mom lied in a pool of blood with my stepfather with a gun standing beside her lifeless body. 

They grabbed him at once and lucky for him, the police arrived there on time and rescued him from the angry mob. When he was being interrogated for his actions, he said it was all because of me. THE END


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Source: Newsbankgh.com

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