Black Magic Woman
Thursday, March 29th, 2007This is a story told to me by a friend of mine that witness what black magic is all about. She never saw the woman that casts the black magic on her relative but this is what she has to say.
I was very young when I learn that black magic is not a myth or supersition or anything of that sort. It was something very real that shook the very nerve of my spines. You see, it happened to my aunt S so it was very clear to me although I was still in primary school.
Aunt S lives just a few doors away. She started being all weird and everything from I don’t know since when. I couldn’t really remember but what I could remember clearly was the impression that my neighbours thought of her as a crazy woman. I could remember one incident at night when we were all sitting in the living room when she knocked on our door. She was pretty hysterical and was carrying a bottle of talcum powder on her hand. She cried to my parents that there was something wrong with the talcum, that the talcum was making her hands itch when she puts it on. Not believing, my parents rubbed some on their hands but nothing happened. She scream and started acting out of her mind when my dad tried to rub some on her hands to show that there was nothing. The next thing I knew, she was scratching her hands so furiously that the skin started to turn red and peel away. I never really knew what happened next because I was shooed into the room by my mum.
