The Forex Trap: How I Was Scammed KSh950,000 and Recovered It All Through a Spell

 

I used to see them everywhere in Westlands, young guys in fitted suits, expensive watches, chilling in rooftop lounges, parking S-Class Mercedes like they owned Nairobi. They called themselves “Forex Kings.” I used to admire them from a distance. One even told me, “Bro, this is where the real money is, watu wanafanya kazi kama donkeys na sisi tuna click tu.”

I was sold.

My name is Kevin, 28 years old, born and raised in Umoja. I had saved up Ksh 950,000 from my hustle, selling electronics in Luthuli, side gigs, a bit of chama savings. I wanted to multiply it fast. Like the guys I saw on TikTok living large. So, I joined a paid mentorship by a “top” forex trader based in Nairobi. Smooth talker. Showed screenshots of $10,000 wins, motivational quotes, and even photos from Dubai.

He told us, “The markets never lie. But if you fear, you lose.”

That fear? I wish I listened to it.

We started with demo accounts, then after two weeks, he said it was time to go “live.” I deposited my Ksh 950,000 into the trading account. I remember my hands were shaking when I clicked “deposit.” But I had faith. That night, I couldn’t sleep, I kept imagining withdrawing a million bob profit.

But the next day… everything disappeared. Not slowly. Not over weeks. Within 14 minutes, I watched my account balance turn from green to red to ZERO.

I called him. He didn’t pick. I texted. No reply. To read more click here