Kizaamagara Profile


Location: Uganda

Gender: M

Member Since: August 2019

Last online: August 2019

Open for read requests: Yes

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I grew up an adopted son, with noproper education, no known relative and with no idea of what the future had for me. The only known relatie, wasmy grandma, who had died in cold blood, the night I too was sevrely slabbed. The longer I stayed in the adopted home, themore I felt hostage, with more questions than answers!

I ran to New York City and with Assistance of Mr.John Walter, got eployed by Madam Lydia at her Manson as a House keeper. One day,while at work, I opned one of the rooms and my eyes met with a huge cobra also staring at me! I almost collapsed with fear. Then openned one fridge and what I saw almost scared life out of me! Two human skeletons! It's then that I realised that Lydia was a Satanist.

Fear grippedme, trembling like a leaf, with a feeling of some invisible eyes on me, my heart kept pounding, "PACK AND LEAVE, PACK AND LEAVE...." It's then that I hurriedly packed my only bag and walked out of the Manson, walking the streets trembling at heart, without any specific destination.



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