I once lived in a house of horror with my parents and siblings. I was unfortunate to lose two of my siblings while staying in that “horror house”

It was rumoured that the owner of the house used three of his brothers for moneymaking rituals.

The landlord finished building the edifice in a record time and packed in with his family only to flee after four days and nights in the new building.

Starnge things, bizzare occurences are always the order of the day in the compound. Before they left, they rented out the apartments to tenants who are ignorant of the occurences. Tenants were basking in the euphoria of living in a brand new building not knowing that they are walking into the valleys of death.

On the first Wednesday of our existence in that premise, things began to unfold. First in the early hours of Wednesday, 9th March 2005, all the doors that were locked was blown open by a loud wind that looked like Hurricane Rita and all the houses in the compound were full of feathers and bloodspots every where, this happened only in that premises, bizzare! Sometimes, in the middle of the day you will see swarm of bees invading the entire compound only to disappear after a short while.

One remarkable thing is that whenever this wind blows in that compound, one bad thing will happen in the next three days and after the wind finishes its work, every where will be ravaged like the after-math of Nigeria-Biafra war

We later learnt from a strong prayer group that the victims were killed on a Wednesday and that was why Wednesdays in that compound are full of fearful ocurrences

The one that causes the most fear to inhabitants of the compound is the constant midnight shoutings and cryings from unknown voices. It was horrible!

The worst thing that happened is that a whole family of nine went to bed and never woke up. People started dying monthly with a partiicular mark on the neck of the dead victims. Serial killer or may be vampires, you guess!

I spent 319 days of uncomfortable experiences in this “horror house” losing two precious people from my own family as a result of the attack from blood sucking spirits. (Vampires)

The quest for quick riches is the major reason why people kill their fellow human beings and turn them to their Automated cash machines.

There will be no peace for you and your household if you engage yourself in ritual killing and its subordinates.

The landlord died last year with his wife and two of his children in a ghastly motor accident and the remaining child is alive roaming the street eating from refuse dumps.

It doesn’t pay to kill your fellow humans for rituals.

Be wise!