My name is Thomas and I live in Lusaka, Zambia. I never thought I would stand in front of anyone and tell the story I am about to share, but what happened to me changed my life and my family, and I owe it to others to speak out. I grew up in a small neighborhood, worked hard all my life, and believed in honesty and respect. When I remarried after losing my first wife, I thought I had found peace and a fresh start. For a while everything seemed fine. She was gentle and helpful and our home was calm. I worked in a small workshop and did my best to provide for our family. I loved my children and wanted the best for them. I never expected the horror that later came into our house.
At first the signs were small and easy to ignore. I started feeling unusually tired, even after a full night’s sleep. Money I had set aside for repairs or school fees would disappear and I could not explain where it went. Little problems would grow into bigger arguments between me and my wife. I would misplace tools from my workshop and find them later in strange places. My children began to worry because their toys went missing and their moods changed. People in the neighborhood whispered that I looked ill, and a few friends told me I did not look like myself at all. I tried to sleep it off, to pray more, and to work harder, but nothing helped. The more I pushed, the worse things became at home.
A close cousin named Joseph finally sat me down one evening and said something that I had not wanted to hear. He had noticed how my second wife behaved around certain people and how my luck had turned bad since I married her. Joseph told me about a group he had heard of from a neighbor a team commonly called Shaba Mangube Doctors who help people discover hidden problems and remove harmful influence. He gave me their phone number, +254795613711, and said they had helped a friend of his who was losing his business to strange accidents and thefts. I was skeptical and ashamed that I might need such help, but I was also tired of losing things, tired of nights of fear, and tired of watching my children become scared. I kept the number, and after a long night of crying and praying, I dialed it.
When I first spoke to Shaba Mangube Doctors I did not expect much. I thought I would be laughed at or told to see a doctor. Instead, they listened. I told them everything the missing money, the strange pains I felt, the fights that suddenly started, and the nights I woke up with marks on my arms. They did not judge me. They explained that sometimes a person can suffer because someone has used harmful spells or tricks intended to control or harm another. They said that such things can be reversed, and that truth can be brought to light so a person can see what is really happening in their home. They told me they could work from a distance and that I did not need to travel. I felt a small hope rise in my chest for the first time in months.
After I agreed to their help, they guided me step by step. The process was simple and they explained why each thing mattered. They asked about names, places, and the patterns of what had been happening. I followed all the instructions they gave, and I kept my faith. It did not take long before the first proof came. My wife began to make careless mistakes she left a candle burning near a box of clothes, she forgot to lock the back door when she had always been careful, and she started to leave her phone unlocked on the kitchen table. These seemed small but they were a change from her normal careful habits. One evening, while she was out, I took her phone to read some messages, something I had never done before. I found conversations that made my heart sink: messages to and from a person I knew only as “Brother,” pictures of strange charms, and notes about meetings in the late hours.
That night I felt the earth drop from under my feet. The messages showed plans and strange rituals. There were pictures of items I had never seen in our house and names that I did not recognize at first. I found clear notes that explained how to weaken someone’s courage and draw them into confusion. It was not only the messages; there were also receipts for herbs and for small offerings bought from a market stall I knew well. I realized then that this was not about a lover or simple betrayal. It was something darker. It was someone trying to control my thoughts and my health. I felt angry, terrified, and foolish for having ignored the signs for so long.
With the evidence in my hand, I confronted my wife. At first she denied everything and cried loudly, trying to make me feel guilty for looking through her phone. But when I showed her the pictures and messages, she could not keep the lies up. Her face went pale and she finally admitted that someone had been coming to our house to do strange things and that she had accepted help because she thought it would fix parts of our life. I felt betrayed beyond measure. My uncle — a man I respected and trusted from childhood — was mentioned in the messages. I could not believe that the man who had taught me to fish and gave me advice on life would be part of this. He had been coming to our home under the cover of night and had told my wife that these acts would make our family richer and protect us. Instead it made me weak and sick.
After the admission, the house became a pressure cooker of pain. I had to act fast to protect my children and myself. I called the Shaba Mangube Doctors again to tell them what I had discovered. They kept calm and gave me clear steps: how to cleanse the house, what symbols to use to block further harm, and how to restore strength and balance to my body. They told me how to speak with my wife so that she could choose to leave the harmful practices and heal. They explained the spiritual and practical steps to remove what had been put in place. I followed them. We refused to ignore the problem; we met it with truth.
Over the following weeks we worked on repair emotional, physical, and spiritual. The Shaba Mangube Doctors guided a cleansing of our home and gave rituals that helped to remove the influence and restore peace. My wife stopped meeting with the people who had been involved. She cried and apologized and said she had been fearful and confused. I do not say this to justify what she did, but I wanted to offer a chance for healing for the sake of our children. The uncle who had been involved was confronted by our family and the community. He denied at first but then left the village when enough people knew the truth. That outcome did not fix everything, but it removed the immediate threat.
Slowly, the changes I had prayed for began to show. My energy returned. I slept through the night without waking with pain. Lost items returned or no longer went missing. My children smiled again and the house began to feel like a home. My relationship with my wife did not heal overnight, and I still carry scars of betrayal, but there was room for repair. I learned to watch for signs and listen to my heart when something feels wrong. I now protect my house with better locks, community ties, and the spiritual steps I was taught. I also share the phone number +254795613711 with people I trust who might be in similar pain. I do this not because I want to promote something strange, but because I personally felt saved from a slow destruction.
This experience taught me about trust, about the thin line between help and harm, and about the danger of believing quick fixes without asking questions. I did many things wrong I ignored small signs, I trusted too easily, and I did not protect my children with enough questions. But I also learned that when harm is real, it is okay to seek help, even if that help is not what most people talk about. The truth was the most powerful medicine. Once I had proof, I could act. Once I acted, the path to healing began.
If you are reading this and something in your home feels wrong, do not stay silent. I know how heavy shame can be and how much we fear gossip and judgment, but silence protects the wrong thing — not you. Talk to someone you trust, keep records of strange events, and do not be afraid to seek help from people who know how to bring light to difficult matters. For me the first step was a phone call that my cousin encouraged me to make. The number again is +254795613711. I would not tell you that their way is the only way, but I will say it worked for me when I felt trapped.
Today I live with clearer eyes. I do not pretend the past did not hurt, but I am stronger because I faced it. My children are safe, my workshop is busy again, and I sleep with peace. I tell this story not to frighten, but to warn and to encourage. If there is dark work against you, do not let pride stop you from asking for help. Truth can free you, and action can save what you love.
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