Everything Went Wrong—Until I Finally Tried This
It felt like misfortune had made me its personal project. I’d step out of the house and it was as if trouble was already there, waiting to follow me like a shadow.
I’m talking about narrowly avoiding muggings more than once, surviving a near car accident by sheer luck, and enduring weeks filled with strange dreams and a constant sense of unease.
No matter what I did, something would always go wrong. Friends would say, “pole,” and my mum would urge me to pray, but deep down I sensed this wasn’t just random bad luck.
I’m Maggie, living in Nairobi, and I work in media. Most days I leave the house before dawn and often return home long after 10 p.m. to Read more, Tap here
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