Have you ever lived in a fighting family? We were born 10 siblings in a polygamous family that was not so accommodative.
My mother was the younger since she was married after my stepmother who was a teacher at a local primary school.
The two families (ours and that of our stepmother) both shared a compound but there were signs of constant supremacy battle and cold war which never played out openly until my father succumbed to cancer last year.
Just after burial and since my father left behind some wealth which comprised PSV Nissan, a lorry, and some properties spread across the county, the two families started to fight for it. It almost turned ugly!
The elder mother (stepmother) wanted to take control of everything that was left behind. She became hostile anytime someone talked about succession. She never was concerned about our welfare.
In fact, immediately the burial was done, she rushed to hide away all important documents that she believed made part of our family wealth.
Second months after burying father, my small sister was sent home from school for school fees but she did not want to help give some money to my mother who had no access to all our father’s accounts.
Life was so harsh to appoint we started spending our nights on an empty stomach with my frustrated mother contemplating killing herself. No one in the village wanted to associate with our challenges.
The other family remained happy and continued enjoying the wealth left behind by our diseased father as we watched from a distance.
Our church leaders tried to intervene but they were repulsed by my stepmother who wanted not to hear anything about supporting us. She apparently wanted us dead or leave the home.
Hell broke loose when one day my mother approached her co-wife asking for some sh 10,000 to help pay the school fees for our form one sister.
“Who are you…leave this compound you are a nuisance,” she shouted at her.
I was around when that was happening. I could see my mother break down into tears. It was too painful.
Just a month later, we learned that she (stepmother) had transferred almost everything left behind by our late father to her name.
We remained helpless, confused, and rejected. It seemed over and we had been reduced to just squatters in our own home.
We languished in poverty until when I was just scrolling through the internet and picked this number +254740637248 which belonged to Doctor Mugwenu. He is a witch doctor.
We arranged a meeting on a Thursday with him which took just 20 minutes and after the meeting, he asked us to relax and wait for the results.
We returned home not quite sure about his help until three days later when the stepmother visited our house in the evening pleading for forgiveness.
The next morning, she started to change the papers to include my mother as part of the beneficiaries, and as they say, the rest is history.
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