For almost one year, Mary, a mother of one from Nakuru, struggled with strange nights that she could not explain. Every time she went to bed, she felt like someone was watching her. She heard soft whispers, footsteps inside her bedroom, and sometimes she felt as if someone was pulling her blankets away.
At first, Mary thought it was stress. She had just started a new job, and she believed maybe her mind was overworking. But the situation became worse. She began waking up with bruises on her arms, even though she slept alone. Some nights, she felt something cold touching her back.
The fear grew stronger.
She started sleeping with lights on.
She stopped sleeping on time.
She cried many nights because she didn’t understand what was happening.
Her daily life also changed. She became weak at work, she forgot simple things, and her manager began complaining. Her daughter also noticed that she looked tired and sad every morning. Mary tried to hide it, but she was slowly breaking down inside.
One Sunday afternoon, Mary visited her aunt in Naivasha. When her aunt asked why she looked so drained, Mary finally opened up and explained everything—the footsteps, the whispers, the bruises, the fear.Get full story.
