Widow’s City House Becomes House of Horror: Daily Nightmare Unfolds After Failed Consultation with Late Ndunge\
Nyarai Chadoko, a sixty-year-old widow from Bloomingdale, once envisioned her house as a sanctuary. Instead, it has transformed into a realm of terror, plagued by a series of inexplicable supernatural occurrences.
Ghostly cars materialize on her property, money vanishes without a trace, and her home is ravaged by unseen forces.
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Every morning brings a new horror: torn blankets, shattered windows, and strange markings on the walls. Even her food is not safe, often disappearing overnight.
Nyarai is powerless against these sinister forces, forced to witness the destruction of her once peaceful abode.
The nightmare began in 2013, shortly after Nyarai returned from her rural home.
I finished building my house in 2011 and came back around 2013.
“It started through vana because vaingonetsa kuchikoro.
“Takazoona kuti takachererwa zvinhu pamba because, tobirwa hembe, there are some (ghost) cars which come here.
“They flash at the house and leave. The whole house has some markings, in different areas. The windows are broken.
“Every morning, we see oil-like fluids on the walls.”
She added:
“Masofa anochekwa, unongoona mangwana makuseni zvachekwa, maradio anongodonha, mawalls anongoparwa.
Desperate for help, Nyarai turned to the late sangoma, Sekuru Ndunge, renowned for his prowess in spiritual matters. Tragically, Ndunge passed away before he could aid her, leaving Nyarai to face her tormentors alone.
Haunted by the memories of her deceased loved ones and besieged by malevolent spirits, Nyarai struggles to maintain her sanity. Her once happy home has become a prison of fear, driving her to the brink of despair.
Despite her ordeal, Nyarai refuses to abandon her home. Selling it seems futile, as any potential buyer would likely fall victim to the same horrors. Instead, she relies on makeshift defenses, using salt and a cooking stick to ward off evil spirits.
“Mugoti tinoisa pamadoor kuti pamwe tingarotewo hope dziri nani. The blankets are cut pakati, unongomuka makuseni mablankets ane maburi.
Isolated and unsupported by her neighbors, Nyarai battles her demons alone. Even her own children have been barred from visiting, lest they too become targets of the malevolent forces that plague her home.
In the face of unimaginable terror, Nyarai remains steadfast, clinging to hope in the darkness. But as the supernatural onslaught continues unabated, she wonders if she will ever find peace again.
