Good afternoon ma, I must confess, you are doing a very wonderful job here exposing some things people really need to know. I wish I have known you when I made my own terrible mistake. I was blinded by love and believed everything he said. What pushed me to write this is because of the girl her boyfriend asked to eat poo. I want to write my own experience and please nobody should mind my writing, but concentrate on my story.
I met Wisdom and he became the man I have ever dreamed off. He was so down to earth that he gives me everything I want and even added more.
Sometimes he will buzz my account without me needing money for anything.
And we kept going and I kept loving him like crazy.
But everything changed after he asked me to eat his shit.
He said he doesn’t want to loose me to another man and that I must prove to him that I love him too. He said he is planning to invest so much money on me and wants to marry me but before he does that I must prove to him that I’m worthy and that I will not run away after eating his money, he said he can’t stand heartbroken. He sounded so convincing and I also had no reason to suspect him because from the first day I met him he became a spender. He has been so nice to me that I didn’t suspect he was planning something so awful for me.
It was hard for me to eat the faeces but he said that is the only way to prove to him that I love him as well and that if i refuse to eat it it will mean that I don’t love him and for that reason he will stop spending so much money on me.
To tell you Aunty Ngoo. I did it, with the intention not to loose him. I loved him so much, saying that men like him are rare to find. He started spending on me even without asking for anything.
So I did. I ate the poo.
And that was when my life changed.
That day I started seeing some weird things. I began seeing shadows.
I stopped having appetite.
I started having disturbed sleeps
And anytime I’m dreaming I see myself and other girls who were sitting in the same position as me vomiting so much money
I started hating the sight of water
If I’m bathing I will feel like throwing up
And that was when I knew that something is wrong with me
9 days after, my life started getting worse
I began smelling like a dead rat
Anybody who passes me closes his nose and spit out.
I wasn’t perceiving anything but people around me told me that I was smelling like a dead rat
I called wisdom and told him what was happening he said I shouldn’t mind anybody that I’m not smelling and that it’s not possible. He sent me money to buy a very expensive perfume but when I told him that I want to come see him, he kept telling me he wasn’t around that he traveled.
I believed him that he travelled because he calls me everyday until oneday. While trying to get the perfume he sent me to buy, I saw him with another girl. I ran to him looking shocked did you know that, this guy denied me. He doesn’t know me from Adam. And even said I’m smelling and asked me to stay away from him before my stench ruins his body. And that was when my eyes cleared that Wisdom has done something on me.
And in heavy tears, I rushed to the chapel crying to my God to save me and restore me. I was there for the whole day crying. I also drank the holy water in the church. I repeated this for 3 days until my God answered my prayers.
I was restored and stopped having the dreams.
And also stopped smelling.
5 days after I was delivered Wisdom called me asking me if I’m ok and did I do anything.
I did not answer him but I only cursed him that soon his cup will be full. I then ended the call
He tried connecting me for days, but I left town and also blocked his numbers. But he started calling me with different numbers, so I had no other option than to remove the sim card from my phone and got another one.
Please my fellow girls, not all that glitters is gold. Yahoo is now rampant that almost every guy is doing it now. Please ladies, it’s time we start hustling for ourselves, so that they will die alone trying to do Yahoo. So that they will not entice us with their money. Thank you ma for giving me the opportunity to write down this story. I’m happy that I have saved a soul who is about making the same mistake I made, becoming their prey.
