Here is another story I would like to share.
I have an Aunt who has this weird belief. She does cleansing with chicken blood as well as lots of other rituals. I believe she calls it white magic. They wear these colorful beaded necklaces you are not allowed to touch. She also has all these saints and pictures surrounded by fruits, candy, small pumpkins, and glasses of water and lots of beautiful flowers. It is really hard to explain as I do not participate in these rituals.
Here is what I wanted to share about this story.
Last year on Dec. 6th of 2008 my cousin (her daughter) who also participated in these rituals died of a heart attack at the age of 31. The weird thing is that she never had any heart problems. However she was over weight so that might have something to do with it. She didn't survive she died in the living room of my aunt's house. We were all very sad and taken by surprise as we did not expect this to happen. Seven months after that I was driving home from work it was getting a little dark, when I saw my aunt sitting on the steps of a business building across the street from my house. There was a lot of traffic as I live near a busy area. She was screaming and crying so loud I was almost embarrassed. I immediately parked my car and jumped out to go towards her. She started hitting her head on the rail of the steps. I pulled her up and told her to go inside my house. She refused so I stayed with her and calmed her down. It took a good 15 to 20 minutes before she was finally calm.
Eventually I took her home but as I walked into her kitchen entrance I felt a cold chill running down my back it made me shiver. In her living room she had set up a table with a huge picture of my cousin and her ashes among other things. However as I got closer to the living room I felt an overwhelming feeling of sadness. I don't know how to explain it but it was very strong like it made me feel miserable right away. I left straight away, I didn't stay long. It took me a long time to go back ti my aunt's house because of that weird feeling I got when I walked in the house.
Several months later maybe about four months, my Dad who was living with me at the time told me my aunt was having a party and he wanted me to go. I explained to him the feeling I got when I was at my aunt's house, he laughed it off and told me not to get into the weird stuff they believe. Eventually I decided to go with my Dad and my husband. We were all in the back yard as I refused to go into the house because of the weird feeling I got. Here is the weird thing. I was standing by the entrance of the back door of the house which leads into the kitchen talking to my cousin and all of sudden I started crying really crying like someone died or something. I told my husband maybe I was drunk let's and just go home please. We finally left but I could never explain the emotions I was going through. This all happened in the month of July.
There was another party held there on November 17th to celebrate my cousin's birthday. My aunt was dressed in white with a red scarf. Once again I was overwhelmed by the feeling but this time I stayed. My husband kept saying let's go he was bored. Something kept me there to stay long enough. We were dancing Mexican salsa all having a good time. My Dad was joking around as always and then he made his turn and collapsed on the floor.
There are eight children but only two of us were at the party at the time. It was only 8:30pm and usually the rest get there later. Me and my sister Judy thought he was joking around again so she told him to get up and stop playing around. He didn't respond so I ran to him along with my uncle and everyone else to try to see what was happening. My cousin started to do CPR and my crazy aunt started screaming my deceased cousin's name asking her why him it was supposed to be me. I was totally freaked out.
My Dad passed away that day it was a great loss for us since we lost our mother when I was 17 and I am one of the oldest children.
Here is where I am wondering.
My aunt wore white with a red scarf that day. Her beliefs are that when you want a spirit to see you, you have to wear white with a red scarf. I am wondering could she have done something and thought her daughter was going to come back for her but took my Dad instead.
Why did I keep getting those feelings, was it a warning?
I haven't stopped at her house since. There have been two deaths in that house now my cousin and my father who both died of a heart attack.
Would she have any powers to have something this bad happened?