My story begins decades before I was born in the 1960's. I have the suspicion that because of what my great grandmother (mother's side) did during her life, I, and my family, have a gift of the paranormal kind. What I'm about to share is 100% true.
My great grandmother practiced black magic in a small town, in Guatemala, where my mother was raised. My mother said that my Great grandmother did things to people that, if I where to hear it from some one else, I would not believe it. One thing she did, was curse an old man in the town, because he had gotten into an argument with her over money. My great grandmother cursed the man, and he was dead within the week. That could have been coincidence but the man's body was not allowed into any of the churches located in the small town. They told the family of the old man that the body was tainted. My mother said that the family of the old man was ashamed and ended up burying the man in an unmark grave.
My great grandmother also cursed a pregnant lady. I don't know many details but apparently the lady died and when she died her stomach opened and a grotesque creature came out. My mother doesn't like to talk about this for obvious reasons.
Fast-forward to the present, I am 21 years old now and I currently live in Richmond, CA. I have had my share of paranormal experiences throughout my life and I have come to believe that my great grandmother is responsible. Spirits talk to me occasionally and will even touch me to try to get my attention. Some spirits feel harmless, but there are spirits who emit evil. My siblings also have had their share of experiences. My half-brother and half-sister have seen their deceased father and other deceased members from their father's side of the family. My sister in particular had an interesting experience with her father. When she was pregnant with her son, she had a dream. In her dream her father came into the room, sat on the side of bed, and touched her stomach. She immediately woke up. What she saw spooks her to this day. She said she saw an impression where someone sat down on the side of the bed, and she still felt a hand on her belly.
I will post some of my stories that have happened to my family and I. I believe that whatever "gift" we may have, comes directly from my great grandmother. I no longer have experiences as often as before. I returned to the church I was baptized in and I gained the priesthood authority. I feel at peace now, and I'm happy to say that I've come to terms with this "gift".