Where I come from we do believe that there are people around us that are capable of doing stuff to harm us, cause rifts in our family, drop us down financially and lastly even cause death in some cases. In this submission I will write about some of the experiences I've had and even a close brush with death due to the effects of black magic.
It's amazing how we tend to block out the negative events in our lives and lock it up in some dark recess of our minds, and all it took for me was a conversation with a friend of mine for all those horrible memories to come flooding back.
This started in the year 2013 and we had moved into the basement of my late grandfathers house, one uncle of mine had lived in the main building above the basement with his wife and two children and another uncle lived in the small cottage type house on the same property.
In the beginning everything was going really great we got in well with everyone (after all they are family) and we usually kept to ourselves, but slowly things started turning for the worst, there were constant fights at home; every small issue would turn into a full blown argument where we would say the harshest of things to each other (something which has never ever happened before). No matter how much I'd save I'd always be broke to the point where I ran into debt. I'd have the most terrible dreams about some evil thing trying to kill me. I'd hear my name being called especially when I was alone, and hear a baby cry right outside my room window at night. The moment I would put my head on the pillow to sleep I'd hear weird type of music and conversations with people that I couldn't clearly hear or understand, and I'd see black shadows inside the house.
I would get sick often like really bad, coughing up blood, not being able to walk or stand properly by this time I had spent a small fortune on medical bills and medications which weren't helping me at all, all medical examinations came up clear.
The last straw was when there was a huge fight between my mum and brother and I, which resulted in a fist fight (something which we've never done in the past) between my brother and I. I sat and thought to myself that none of this is normal we've never been this way, I've never gotten sick this way as well with very little recovery, and that's when I decided to find help from someone who is sort of a medium and and that's when she revealed that it was my uncle's wife and her mother used to do stuff for our family to fall apart and end up in a pathetic condition and to be reliant on them, with this confirmation we started being more aware when they were around. I even caught her mother digging by my mum's flower bed garden by mums room window and burying stuff there, but fortunately for us we found out and took precautions to protect ourselves from whatever they tried to do, we have since then moved into our own house and are very much better (when we moved we didn't bother telling anyone where we moving to) . Except for the occasional unexplainable incident now and then, everything seems to be great.