I hope you read the first story to understand what happened to my mom's family. My grandfather had a dream about crippling my great grandmother. She was really disappointed and told to him in a dream that she was unable to look for food and now he is going to pay her back. She would make sure that my grandfather's family would suffer just like grandfather made her suffered. I know when my mom told her story, it sounded like a movie. My mom said this is true, it was too the point where my grandfather's brothers, uncles, aunts, sisters, and cousins disowned them. They were afraid that he would spread the bad spirits to their families. My grandfather tried to stay as far away from them too. After the incident my mom's third sister died at the age of seven because of an overdose of drug. I asked my mom why would a seven year old commit suicide. I mean that's too young. My mom said that her third sister was too depress and just ended her life. My grandfather would not let them talk about ghost or tell any ghost stories.
One time my mom begged my grandfather to tell a story and he didn't want to. Then he heard a voice from my mom's dead sister whispering, "Dad tell us a story." My grandfather was scared but did not show to his children. My mom and her family moved from one place to another because they couldn't stand being haunted by the evil spirits. It's to the point they had to change their names. In the Hmong culture when you have a bad spirit haunting you, you had to change to a different name by tricking the spirit that you are no longer the original person; you are a new person or family. I don't know why they do that. My mom's family met this family that is willing to foster them short term and changed their names so the bad spirit would not haunt them. It did protect my mom and her family for a while. One day the foster family became upset because their five year old daughter died and thought it was my mom's families fault.
My mom's family had nowhere to go. Relatives were afraid and thought they were cursed. My mom said that she remembered my grandmother was so sick. She was so sick to the point she knew everything my grandfather was doing and she was speaking some weird languages. They tried to do their shamanism but it did not work. My grandmother almost killed my aunt using a sickle. My mom thought her sister was chopped in half. Before that my grandmother was not sick or possessed, she was begging my grandfather to convert to Christianity and hope this would stop the haunting. My grandfather was not ready. Towards the end, my grandmother died. I guess great grandmother was not joking.
Finally, it got to my uncle. He was having a seizure and was in a coma for several days and nights. My aunt said this kind of illness doesn't run in the family. My mom's family thought my uncle was going to die and they were begging my grandfather to find a pastor. If this exorcism works, then my grandfather would accept Jesus Christ. If this failed and my uncle dies, then grandfather will continue his shamanism. My mom said when the pastor came to pray, I can't remember for how long; however, my uncle woke up and was well. My mom said that grandfather threw his own shamanism collection away and decided to accept Jesus Christ as his savior. After that there was no haunting from my great grandmother. I think God blocked her for good. One thing that upsets my mom when she was searching for her lost relatives, they sort of thought that my mom and her family was extinct due to haunting in their lives. I know there are times my mom forgets about God and I keep telling her that she needs to be thankful that God helped and the bad spirit did not take her. But that will be another story.
Sorry this is so long but it's a true story. There are more to this story but this is all I can remember. I know it sounds like a movie but it's not. Like I said earlier, my mom must have the six senses or have this weird stuff occur to her. I hope I don't have her weird stuff.