My joy was to see him and his family perish in poverty. I did everything possible to hinder all help and assistance from all angles. Their total dependence on me was my pride and honour. Even when I had the chance to send their children to a better school, I refused and did everything possible for them to go to a nearby public school so that I could exploit them as much as I can. I made them wretched and confused ; they lost focus and direction in life. Their suffering was my delight and glory ;when they were happy, I was sad and when they were sad and in misery, my joy was overflowing.

I took delight in wickedness. This continued for years as I made their future generations to live and grow up in fears, bias mind, pessimism, and trauma until one day…. 🤔
To be continued later.
Good morning


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