18/08/2025
Real Life Story
This Pastor took my only source of livelihood
My name is (Anonymous) and I am a 38 yearsold widow with four children.
I am a Farmer, I rear goat and plant cassava on the piece of land my late husband left for me. I worked extra hard to raise my children, I try to be in good terms with my neighbour, a pastor who owns the church opposite my farm, but he just hates me for no reason.
Yes, he invited me for church programs a couple of times but i declined. I am a muslim, he shouldn't expect much from me.
He constantly complains about the stench and noise that comes from my farm. In all sincerity I try my best and I have called him on several occasions to beg him and make him reason with me.
One day, one of my she-goat gave birth to 3 kids. I was overjoyed as I knew how much I would make off them when they grow. I fed and took care of them before leaving.
Getting back to the farm the next day I met this pastor smashing a kid with a huge stone right in front of this church. For a second I taught I was seeing things. I recognised the lifeless goat lying on the ground at once. I became furious and pushed him hard in a fit of anger.
I mean, what could the innocent kid do to deserve such judgement. I turned around to see how it got out in the first place, I was sure I locked them up before leaving the previous day. I got the greatest shock of my life. Not a single goat was found.
I stood still, trying to process what was happening when I heard a loud scream outside my farm.
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