At my age, I am neither married nor have kids; I do not have a house of my own (I mean even a rented apartment), as I squat with friends who are younger than me. I have no job as I survive through menial jobs. It gets so bad at times that I have contemplated suicide, only to have a change of heart later.

I do not even have a girlfriend because I can't even afford that luxury. All these, according to a man of God I went to for prayers two months ago, came from a curse my own mother placed on me.

A friend of mine invited me to the church during a tarry night programme and during the service, the pastor called me out and told me that and that if it is not removed, I will go through life as a vagabond.

He told me clearly that my mother is a witch and had placed a curse on me that I would never amount to anything. He said that my destiny was buried under a kola nut tree in my father's compound and that we have to go there to uproot the pot or I will continue to wallow in abject poverty.

At first, I did not want to believe him because my mother has always shown concern about my plight, always praying for a change. She attends church programmes regularly and never misses the opportunity to fast for me. But the pastor has continued to repeat the same verdict and I am beginning to believe him.

I have sworn that if it turns out that my own mother had really done what the pastor says she did, that I will kill her with my own hands.

Peter."

Dear readers, on Morning Teaser today, we want you to advice Peter on what steps to take in this issue.