I got married to my husband known as John Bosco, fifteen years ago, God helped us and we were blessed with 4 children, one girl and three boys. Both my husband and i were farmers since we got married, we used to grow bananas and irish potatoes and of which were later brought to Kampala markets for sale.
I had a good friend of mine by the names of Jacky, whom i trusted so much, she used to come visit me and i also used to do the same. Jacky was the only person i used to tell almost all the secrets, i trusted her even more than my husband.
After 3 years together with my husband, our farming business was not going on well, our crops could die and dry up before they were harvested. We ran-out of cash and everything was turned upside down. A few months later, my husband started a habit of drinking, he could come back home drunk, because of the problems he had.
After a period of two years , I invited my friend Jacky to visit me, and that day my husband was away, i told her one of my burning secrets, i told her how i managed to raise four million shillings ( 4M ) in a period of 6 years. I showed her where exactly i used to keep my money within my house, i also told her what i was planning to use it for. Remember my husband knew nothing about my four million, it was my secret which i decided to share with my friend Jacky.
My money was stolen!
After a period of just one month, i had gone somewhere, when i came back home, like as usual, i checked the place where i keep my money, i had tied it in two bundles of two million shillings each, this time it was only one bundle of two million shillings, i looked for the second bundle seriously, but it was nowhere to be seen. I became too angry and very tough, in my mind i though it was my husband who later discovered where i had kept it, and he decided to take it without letting me know.
I waited for my husband until he came back, this time he came back a bit late while very drunk, i was very mad at him, i strongly pushed him on the floor, and asked him,’’Where is my money?’’ he said which money? I told him with anger, give me my money right now, he said, ”i don’t know what you’re talking about, he stood up, i pushed him again, i thought he was just pretending, all over a sudden, i went in the kitchen and got a knife, i came to him again while holding a knife in my right hand,’’ Where is my money?’’ i asked. He said, ‘’ i don’t have your money, i don’t even know what you’re talking about, when he insisted, i pierced his stomach with a knife which i was holding in my hands , he fell down with a knife in his stomach, i got so scared after seeing a lot of blood coming out, i became so scared, i ran to my neighbours for help.
I finally killed my husband!
The neighbours came and helped me carry him to the hospital, he died on the way. I started regretting why i did it, i was taken to prison, the police started interrogating me, i told them why i came to do it. The police begun investigating, the investigation process took like a month, only to find out that the person i knew as my best friend, Jacky is the one who had stolen my money ( 2 million ) from my house when i was away.
When i had that it was Jacky who stole my money, i couldn’t believe it, i started crying on top of my voice,’’ Jacky why did you make me kill my husband. Am to spend 12 years in prison, according to the court ruling. Oh God help me, forgive me for all my atrocities.
Dear readers, please be careful with the people you call your best friends, don’t just reveal everything to them. This story will help you avoid the same mistakes i made.
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