I had gotten to a place in my life where I was tired of disappointments in relationships. I wanted someone who would come into my life and stay with me. Someone who would choose me and never leave. I was ready for marriage. I didn’t want to leave things to chance anymore so I went to see a prophet.

After I narrated my story to the prophet, he said, “Don’t worry. We will pray against these disappointments. The next man you meet will be your husband.” After the prayers, he gave me some directions to follow. I was more than ready to do what was required of me. 

A few days after that meeting, I received a message from a guy on Facebook. His name is Daniel. Usually, I don’t respond to Facebook messages. However, what the prophet said was in my head. I had also heard stories of happy couples who met on Facebook. So I decided to talk to this Daniel guy and see how it would go.

The conversation picked up pretty fast. I even told the prophet about it. “He said he lives abroad,” I added. The prophet advised me to take my time to know him. Maybe that was the problem, time. The guy was moving fast. He called me every day to check up on me. He would ask questions about my day, among other things. For someone who had been lonely for so long, it felt nice to have someone to talk to every day. It made me feel cared for. 

Within a matter of days, he proposed love to me. I am not going to lie, I was very desperate for marriage back then. It was the reason I also accepted his proposal. He was full of promises, “I will take you to my hometown to meet my family, and then we will get married.” I was more than happy to hear them. 

I relayed everything that happened between us to the prophet. He would encourage me, and also advise me to be cautious in my dealings with Daniel.

One day I received a video call from Daniel. It was the first time he video-called me so I was so excited. He was at the airport. “I told you I would come to Ghana and marry you, didn’t I? Now I am here.” Had it not been that he was at the airport I would have said he was joking. But I could see it for myself.

The next time I heard from him was after three days. He said he was having issues getting a SIM Card. “I paid someone GHC1000 to get me one but the person hasn’t brought it yet.” I was about to ask if he was serious about the amount, when he asked me, “Is he delaying with the SIM card because I didn’t pay him more money? I knew that amount was too small. Things are too cheap in Ghana.” This gave me the impression that he had money. It also made the amount he claimed he paid for a SIM card believable. 

After that, he gave his mother’s number to me. When I called, the woman sounded happy to hear from me. She talked about how much her son had said about me to her. “He said he is bringing you home so we are all looking forward to seeing you.” All of this made me believe Daniel’s intentions for me were true and honorable. 

Anyway, we spoke and agreed that he would come to my place in Accra on Friday. From there we would go to Eastern Region to see his mother. He said he would like to eat banku with okro soup. I prepared it for him. I was with my cousin while we waited for him. 

When he called me he said, “I am sorry I have kept you waiting. My mother asked me to clear her car at the harbour for her. On my way back I got into some trouble with the police. They are asking me to give them GHC2,600. You know that’s a small amount for me but my money is in dollars. Can you send me the amount? I will repay you when I go to the bank to convert my money to cedis.” He also said he hadn’t eaten since morning so I should add money for food.

I didn’t have the money. But I wanted to be a supportive partner. So I borrowed money from a friend for him. My cousin had stepped out by then. When she came back and I told her she said, “Oh, you shouldn’t have done that.” I remember telling her, “Oh, he will give it to me. Money is not a problem for this guy. He said it himself.” 

As always, I updated the prophet about my intended meeting with this guy. His response was, “That’s good but make sure you don’t give yourself to him until the marriage happens.” All of this gave me some faith that this Daniel guy was the man God wanted for me. I mean, if there was something bad about him, the prophet would have told me, right?

Anyway, the same day I sent this guy the money he called me again with another story. I don’t remember exactly what it was but he asked for another GHC1000 to fix the problem. I told him I didn’t have it. He almost yelled, “What do you mean you don’t have it? Even if you have to go to the bank, go and withdraw the money for me.” I said, “I borrowed the first amount you asked for. I honestly don’t have money.” This guy said I didn’t love him.

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He went on and on about how he came to Ghana because of me but I was leaving him stranded. His mother also called, “My son said he is stranded. Please give him the money if you have it.” I insisted I didn’t. 

The next thing I knew, I couldn’t reach Daniel anymore. His Facebook account was gone. His mother also blocked me. That was when I knew it was all a scam. My heart! I called the prophet to narrate what happened and he acted shocked. “Is there something you can do spiritually to have him return the money?” He said, “Yes, I can go to the mountains and do some prayers. But you have to send me GHC300 to buy the items I will use for the prayers.” I had just been scammed so I was willing to do anything to retrieve what was lost. 

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I gave the money to this prophet and it became another loss. He didn’t go to the mountains. All he did was give me stories. I trusted this prophet because I met him through my cousin. I don’t know if he was working with the Daniel guy or if it was all one messy coincidence. Whatever it was, I feel so ashamed that I ever got scammed because I was desperate to get married.

The crazy thing is that all of it happened in a span of two weeks.

The only person in my life who knows about this is my cousin and it will remain that way. I am too embarrassed to mention this to another soul. But I am choosing to share it here, in case any of my sisters reading this ever comes across Daniel.

— Missy

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