We truly wish we never had to bring this story to you, but at this point, we have no choice. Abi did us dirty—in a way that not only stained our white shirts but dragged us through the mud.
On October 3rd, our community came together to help Abigail, a mother of one who had lost her child’s father and was allegedly denied her share of the man’s estate. She also claimed to have misplaced GH₵5,800 belonging to another woman—a debt that had brought her serious trouble. Jobless, frustrated, overwhelmed, and caring for a young son alone, she said she had reached a breaking point and had even contemplated ending it all.
Her story touched countless hearts. Many people contacted us, urging us to verify her situation so they could support her. We—Silent Beads—followed up. Her living conditions alone confirmed she desperately needed help. When we shared feedback, donations poured in.
In just four days, we raised GH₵40,449 for Abi.
Initially, she said she wanted to restart her thrift clothing business, which she had lost when Kantamanto burnt down. But along the line, she changed her mind and said she preferred selling food items.
The public urged us not to hand her the entire amount but to set up the business for her instead—and we listened.
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Setting Abi Up for Success — Or So We Thought
I (Nesta) was tasked with supervising the setup process. The goal was to establish her business within a month. When my schedule tightened, I asked her to find suppliers and artisans, promising to release funds step-by-step upon receiving receipts and proof of work.
She got a fabricator who quoted GH₵4,800 for a container. I sent the money. She later sent a receipt and progress videos. She also claimed to have found a shop space near the bustling Nsawam market. We paid GH₵1,440 for two years’ rent and she presented receipts for every transaction.
By the time the container, masonry, carpentry, electricals, and transportation were supposedly done, we had disbursed GH₵13,460—all backed with receipts, photos, and videos.
When it was time to stock the shop, she requested GH₵16,000 worth of goods. I decided to visit the shop first and personally take her to suppliers.
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The Shocking Discovery
On November 8th, I visited the location with Nayram, a team member. That was when everything fell apart.
We expected a brand new container—painted, tiled, fitted with shelves, fan, and lights.
Instead, Abi led us to an old, dusty shop, with cobwebs in the corners.
The videos she had sent showed a green container. This one was grey, with different tiles and a visibly aged structure.
When we confronted her, she spent nearly an hour arguing, gaslighting us, insisting it was the same shop. After much calm persuasion from Nayram, she finally admitted:
The shop wasn’t new. She had bought an old container.
But it didn’t end there.
When I approached the old woman living in the house behind the shop, she revealed that:
The container belonged to a woman named Akos
Abi had rented it a few days earlier
She did not buy it
Abi had lied about everything—buying the container, building it, its location, and the receipts.
Worse still, the shop location was not near Nsawam market as she claimed, but in Opah, behind a school with almost zero foot traffic.
At this point, we halted everything and demanded the truth.
The Final Confession — And It Was Worse Than We Imagined
Two days later, she called again, changing her story. She now claimed she rented the place to “test the market,” had paid GH₵1,800 for a year, and had GH₵7,000 left. I asked her to return the money so we could restart the process properly. She agreed.
A week passed. Nothing.
When I threatened police involvement, she finally broke.
And this is where we ask you to prepare your voice to scream, “Eiii!”
Abi confessed:
She had spent all the money on betting.
At first, it sounded like a bad joke. But then she sent her Telecel Cash account statement, which was linked to her betting wallet.
These were just some of the shocking transactions:
Nov 1 – GH₵1,665 on LuckyWin (lost)
Nov 1 – GH₵800 on LuckyWin (lost)
Nov 1 at 2am – GH₵2,000 on LuckyWin (lost)
Nov 1 – GH₵1,110 on LuckyWin (lost)
Nov 9 – GH₵200 on BetWay (lost)
In between were dozens of GH₵100, GH₵50, and GH₵10 losses.
Every receipt, every video—fabricated.
Every progress update—faked.
Every penny we sent—lost to gambling.
When asked how she could bet thousands while claiming to be penniless, she simply said:
“I’m battling addiction. Please forgive me.”
She later claimed she had travelled to Ho for military recruitment.
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Where We Are Now
We have given Abi GH₵13,460.
We still have GH₵26,989 remaining.
Because the donations came from YOU, we cannot decide alone.
So we are asking the public: What should we do with the remaining amount?
Some suggestions from our team include:
Buying food items for orphanages
Paying medical bills for detained mothers
Clearing hospital bills for children in the wards
We also need your thoughts on:
What should be done about Abigail going forward?
This situation is heartbreaking. Many of you gave out of your little, believing you were saving a life. But this is where we find ourselves.
Your voice matters.
Your contribution built this fund.
And now, your direction is needed.
Where do we go from here?
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