I still cannot believe what happened to me during the June 25 demos in Nairobi CBD. Of all the things I expected that day, finding my twin brother who had been missing for six years was the last thing on my mind.
We lost him back in 2018. One morning he left the house and never came back. No calls. No texts. No trace. We searched everywhere. Police stations. Hospitals. Morgues.
We even tried media and private investigators. Nothing. After the third year, even though my heart refused to give up, the family quietly started mourning him like he was already gone.
But I never gave up.
About a month ago someone told me about the Shaba Mangube Doctors and their Family Spells. At first I was not sure. How could a spell bring someone back?
But honestly, I was tired. I had tried everything else. I decided to give it a chance. Not just for me but for peace of mind.
They asked for a photo of him, his name and birth date. Then they guided me through a seven day ritual. Every morning I lit a small candle, spoke his name and repeated a short prayer. I also poured a little clean water near our old family photo and asked the spirits to guide him home or help me find him. It was not dramatic. Just simple and emotional.
Then came June 25.
I work in Nairobi CBD and live in Thika so I was already in town when the protests turned chaotic. People were running. Tear gas everywhere. What sounded like real gunshots. I ducked into a building entrance with a few others just to get away from it all. Everyone was quiet and scared.
Then I saw him.
At first I just stared. He was thinner. Looked older. Almost like a shadow of the boy I grew up with. But I knew that face. Our eyes met. He whispered my name and I broke. Right there in that corner surrounded by fear and smoke I hugged my brother for the first time in six years.
We cried. We held each other. Nobody else around us knew what was happening. But for me the entire protest disappeared in that moment.
He told me he had been through a lot. Living on the streets. Struggling with depression. Feeling like he could not come back. But something told him to go into town that day. Something pulled him there. He did not know why. But I did.
The Family Spell worked. I do not know how to explain it but I do not need to. All I know is that after six years of silence and pain I found my brother in a crowd of over one hundred thousand people. In the same exact corner. At the same exact moment.
If you are reading this and have someone in your family who is gone or distant please believe me when I say the Family Spell from Shaba Mangube Doctors can help. It helped me. It brought my blood back to me. Now we are rebuilding and reconnecting.
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