So I started speaking with my youngest sister again and had told her about finding out that black magic was being worked against me. So far I knew that it was my brother and mother. We would speak daily and then one Sunday my mother was sitting at the table talking on the phone… I knew it was family from the way she was speaking, and at one point I heard her saying ‘I know what I did was wrong’. I knew it was my youngest that she was talking to but then how was she talking to her about practicing black magic! Anyway, I just made a mental note of it and couldn’t be asked to delve too much into it as there was so much else going on. Later that day my mother picked another argument with me. I cursed at her and called her a disgrace and congratulated her for killing her children. ‘Right’, she said ‘that’s it’. I’m not going to lie I was worried. That night I every time I laid down to sleep it felt like a breeze block on my chest… I couldn’t breathe. I woke up very early in the morning and found the barrier that they had placed in the garden. My other sister had come for Sunday dinner and at that point I knew that aside from my little sister and nephew that everyone was involved. At this point I had realised that they were using barriers to insulate the black magic for it to be stronger and more effective. My mother and two of my sisters sat in the living room and every time I went to the garden to remove the barrier, they would smirk. These barriers were the simplest of things like a stone or a feather. Every time I removed it they would use something else. Later that day I decided to leave.
Luckily, I was working and had started saving so I booked myself into a hotel. I was telling my youngest sister everything that was happening…. BIG MISTAKE!!! At one point I remember speaking to her and as I mentioned our oldest sister my stomach just bloated like something was going into it blowing up like a balloon. I remember telling her but she had started to act like it was all in my head again. We got to the point where she was just gas lighting me all of the time and it constantly resulted in my anger. So, I told her that I didn’t want to talk about what was going on anymore as it was serving no purpose, basically I was just arguing with her all of the time and we were back to where we were when I had cut her off for my own sanity. I’d told her that she was arguing for the sake of it and unless it was what she wanted to hear then she would become combative and constantly gaslight. She would deny it and do it again five minutes later. I asked her if she had spoken to mum about what I had told her…she said no but I could tell she was lying. I told her about my work and a few days later out of nowhere the person I was working for could no longer afford me. I went berserk!
I was looking for a place to live but my credit score was terrible and I had no money for a deposit. It was impossible! So I had to move back in with my mother yet again, and it was worse than ever. This was when the water magic started.
My middle sister would come to the house and clean the floors, or so I thought, but she was actually hexing the floors with cursed water and if course when I walked across them it would work. There was something there but I couldn’t put my finger on it, I just thought that somehow their magic was able to spy on me, to see everything that I was doing and of course it could.
One day I received a message from my nephew and instinctively thought that I shouldn’t click on it, as I was deleting it somehow, I clicked on it and they then had access to my laptop. I called the police… I must explain that I had no money by the time I got moved back in to the house so I had to use skype. Every time I would get through to the station, they would cut it off. It got to the point where even they guy on switchboard told me that he remembered me and could see that I kept being cut off. The other sister that lived in the house, room next to me and as I came out of the room, I could hear her saying that ‘it wasn’t worth the risk’. The police ran tests over time but found nothing.
So I’m back in the house and still talking to my little sister and here we were again. It had gotten to the point where I told her that I needed to stop talking to her and concentrate on what I was doing. I must go back though because at one stage when I would go for a walk in the morning and talk her and she had started making out that it was all in my head I literally said her ‘so I am in this by myself’ and she said nothing and I thought fair enough. So I had eventually cut the phone calls off. Then months later. My oldest sister came down for the weekend and then my little sister arrived. I was in shock! How the hell can she now know what she knows and still be coming into that house sleeping in the same room as her mother knowing that she’s a dark witch. Nah! I was still suspicious but was keeping an open mind at that point. My little sister then went and bought some fairy lights which she ran along the sideboard. ‘What are you up to’? I asked her. I kept repeating myself as I removed the fairy lights. She went and sat in the front room looking defeated because I had found her out to be the treacherous piece of devil worshipping nothing that she was. It was then confirmed that she was in on it too. WOW! But what relief at the same time.
I cried and cried and cried that night.