A TRAGEDY IN THE FAMILY In 1997, my father lost his job as CEO of a successful advertising agency. He was the sole breadwinner of the family and it was a blow to our luxurious lifestyle. Eventually we lost everything we had, the house, the cars and our riches. Because of this my mother tried to commit suicide but she survived three attempts. My parents felt hopeless and confused so my mother left with my sister to another country. I stayed behind with my dad in Manila.
My father and I decided to part ways too after a year, I was 18 then. I didn’t like seeing him all drugged up and boozed out so I decided to stay with my best cousin just to forget how depressing my life was.
Then one day my Aunt L. kicked me out to stay in my grandmother’s house. My grandmother passed away and we have relatives occupying her house. Aunt L. wanted me to stay with Aunt M. to take care of her. Aunt M. was supposedly being harassed by a witch and she might be going crazy. I refused to stay with Aunt M. because I was afraid she might be contagious, I was also on the brink of insanity because of my family problems. So she evicted me and I was forced to babysit my distraught Aunt M.
THE HOUSE IS HAUNTED
I stayed with Aunt M. together with her husband and 4 children. My Uncle M. and her mistress and their 3 kids also lived in that house. I wasn’t expecting anything weird or macabre but to my dismay I gradually found out that Aunt M. was not really demented after all.
I started to notice unusual things in the house. I used to live there as a kid and I literally grew up in that house. But the atmosphere was not as cheerful as before and it seemed dark and dreary inside. And Aunt M. didn’t really behave like a lunatic. She was scared sometimes yes, but all in all she was nice to hang around with, very funny and accommodating. We grew very close and she then started confiding in me.
She recounted the suffering my grandmother went through before she passed away. She admitted that my grandmother was actually a victim of witchcraft and she was slowly being poisoned by Uncle M.’s mistress so she could have the house to herself and her family. Now after ridding of my grandmother, the mistress wants to get her out of the house too and she is trying to scare my Aunt M. to death. I thought it was incredulous but I didn’t say anything to offend her.
Days and months have passed when I witnessed strange things happen in that house. For example, I was hanging around the living room one afternoon when a swarm of insects that look like locusts would hover around the house making buzzing and crunching noises. That scared me a lot. It must have been 200-500 angry insects that wanted revenge. It was like a scene out of a Hitchcock movie. My Aunt M. then gave me this look that says I told you so. There were also dead kittens popping up out of nowhere all throughout the house. A ritual sacrifice? I can’t say. But my mind tells me this is not normal.
My Uncle N., Aunt M.’s better half, was also being victimized through black magic. He was always looking weak and sickly, almost paralyzed. It was as if something was sucking the life out of him. In my Aunt’s frustration, she placed a large crucifix on him while he was lying down and like the dead coming back to life, the color came back to his face and he was looking well again.
I played the silent observer all throughout this ordeal. It was very hard to swallow whatever it was that I was dealing with here. I never imagined to see evil right on my doorstep. But I was forced to face my demons the day my mother came back from abroad.
THE EVIL ASSAULT
My mother went home for good and she had nowhere else to go. So we stayed in my grandmother’s house. My mother and Uncle M.’s mistress was never in good terms. And on her first night at the house, a very disturbing incident occurred. At 3 am, she woke me up with her agonizing scream. She then recounted to me how she was awakened after seeing 4 shadows hovering over her. The 4 entities started to strangle her and choke her to death. Good thing she said to herself Jesus and Mary please help me. The evil spirits fled after that.
My blood boiled and my heart was bursting with anger after that mishap. I planned to stop the witch for good. I didn’t believe fighting fire with fire so I chose to be wiser and sided with the most powerful, the Alpha and the Omega, Lord Jesus Christ and the Blessed Virgin. So what I did was, I lighted a candle and prayed the rosary. I asked God and Mother Mary to protect us from witchcraft and that whatever harm the witch brings upon us would go back to her tenfold. Everyday I would pray the rosary to deliver us from her sorcery.
HEALING AND ENLIGHTENMENT
God is good. Whatever you ask Him, He will never refuse unless it will do you harm. When I reached out to God in prayer, he started to guide me and show me how to fight back. He would choose to communicate with me through simple things. There was this one time that my Aunt M. gave me a St. Jude novena. She told me to ask for favors from St. Jude because he is the Patron Saint of impossible cases. Another instance was while I was watching TV there was this show that was teaching its viewers how to fight evil spirits by using the St. Benedict medal and lighting an incense. I felt God’s hand guide me all throughout my struggle with my wicked witch of an Aunt.
The house eventually transformed when I turned to God for help. It grew brighter and more cheerful as if a dark veil was lifted from it. The sun seemed to enter the house more freely now. But that did not stop the witch from attacking me. I would get intense headaches or stomachaches that make me feel like I’m dying. I would then pray harder and I would light a candle and incense. And I would spread some holy water all throughout the house. The witch’s plants would wither and die after I sprinkle holy water on them. These are probably the herbs that she uses for her magic spells.
That’s the thing with witches. They never run out of tricks to play on you. And they invite more witches to haunt you. That is why I would always pray and communicate with the Lord because no one else would protect me 24/7 against these demons. I would also invoke many angels and saints to guard me and guide me.
The witch started to notice that her attempts on my life were futile. So one time she tried to cast a spell on me just a few meters away from where I was taking my lunch. These witches are very sneaky and they will never admit to you how evil they are and how they
are inflicting you harm. But she was getting frustrated with me so she was trying to literally scare me off my seat. I felt her evil intention so I started to invoke all the angels and saints that I know because I was getting freaked out. What I did was I made a simple prayer like this: St. Jude, pray for us., St. Benedict, pray for us., and so on. I called on 13 heavenly entities to come to my rescue and they did come to my aid. My Aunt was shocked out of her wits. Remember when I said that witches were sneaky? Well, when she was putting one on me she was not facing me. She was on her side while summoning her minions. When I did my own summoning before she can even cast some black magic on me, she suddenly turned to my direction with her eyes almost rolling out of their sockets. She was dumbfounded. Her eyes were very wide in disbelief. That’s when I realized that I was surrounded by all the 13 saints and angels that I prayed to and they all appeared as divine spirits that came to support me. I felt so blessed and so fortunate in their presence. Since then I told my self that I can always count on God and all my angels and saints to protect me and my family against evil in all forms.
A SIMPLE PLEA
The wicked witch continued to inflict harm on me, my mother and my relatives. But her attempts would all be in vain. You see, all her magic spells and incantations would have no more effect on us and it would all go back to her tenfold, for heaven does not turn a deaf ear to those who believe. The more she tried to attack us, the more she would get sick. She would make choking sounds and act as if she cannot breathe. Her face would then get boils and disgusting outbreaks. By then my Aunt M. was never scared again and my Uncle N. was perfectly healthy now. The witch was now the one who was always scared and sick, and she looked like she was going to die any moment. Finally, she asked my mother if I could stop killing her. She said she didn’t want to die. I was glad she admitted her crimes. It was all very surreal to me. It was no fun undergoing all that crazy stuff but evil is very real and we must not underestimate the devil and its minions, I assure you they are very real.
2 MORE WITCHES
Never in my life did I imagine to be some kind of hero against evil. But somehow these witches keep ruining my life and they are always a part of the family. So if ever you fall prey to witchcraft, I guarantee it is somebody you personally know, like a friend or a relative. Other times it can be a jealous rival. Take this 2 more witches who tried to attack my family. While my mother was abroad, she related how the wife of my Uncle J. wanted to possess her body. She even saw how my Aunt C. transformed into a monster and tried to suck the life out of her. In her frightened state, she prayed the Apostle’s Creed, a very powerful prayer and then the demon vanished into thin air. After that, she would always pray the rosary and asked for the Blessed Virgin’s protection. Another witch came into our lives when the mistress of my Uncle D. went to live with us in my grandmother’s house after they were evicted from their apartment. Aunt L. was very friendly at first. I never thought she was actually a witch until her own grandchild would curse her after she put a spell on him. She would always pretend that she was praying the rosary while she would curse you behind your back. That’s a witch all right! And the major reasons why they would cast a spell on someone is because of plain envy and greed. No matter how kind you are to them, they would stick a knife on your back anytime they please. If only they knew what awaits them in the afterlife, I’m sure they would never have chosen to summon demons and cast spells.
Nowadays I trust the Lord to watch over me and my family. I never fail to pray the rosary and the 15 prayers everyday, totally relying on God's promises. And all I have for my wicked Aunts is the hope that one day they will repent and mend their ways. For as long as there is life, there is hope. If I could save their souls from eternal damnation, I would. So I include them in my prayers each day. After finishing the rosary, I would say this: " I bind my family and friends and my Aunts with this holy rosary,through the Sacred Heart of Jesus and Immaculate Heart of Mary. Jesus, Mary and Joseph, I love You, save souls.