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A story that happened to me as a child killed the skeptic in me. Now, having heard another horror story, I do not consider it a bike.
I was 9 years old, I finished the third grade and had to go for the whole summer to Kid `s camp. But at that time, my mother could not get a ticket. At the family council, my parents decided that I would go to my grandparents in the village.
"Hero"
There I met local boys - Vovka, Petka and Seryoga. We were going to go to the river and grabbed fishing rods. The guys famously threw floats. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't. The guys just rolled with laughter at my attempts. “Here they are, city people! Petka said. - You still don't know how to swim. And pushed me into the water. And I really couldn't swim. I yelled and screamed, but somehow I managed to get ashore. And my friends all laughed. "Well, you're a coward! Seryoga said. - Squealed like a girl! “And I'm not a coward! Yes, in the city everyone in the yard is afraid of me! “Yeah, I found a brave one. Here you go, - says Seryoga, - into the house of the sorcerer. If you sit there for an hour and not scream, consider that you are not a coward. Is it going?
The guys told me that on the outskirts of the village there is an old, almost destroyed house. A local sorcerer used to live there. His ghost still lives there and sometimes howls. I did not believe it, because ghosts do not exist, and this story is a village horror story. Last year, in the pioneer camp, my comrades and I heard thousands of such stories. And they even went to an abandoned church, in which ghosts even supposedly lived, but they didn’t meet anyone there. So I enthusiastically volunteered to go to the witch's house.
We decided to go there when it was evening, so that it would be scarier.
house of the sorcerer
From a distance, I saw an old rickety house that looked more like a dugout. The glass was broken, the windows were boarded up, the door was kept on one hinge. Apple trees grew in the garden, hung with large beautiful apples. Vovka, Seryoga and Petka remained waiting by the fence, but I immediately climbed over the fence. “What, scared? And which one of us is a coward?" - I said and plucked an apple. Got into the house. Shined a flashlight - nothing out of the ordinary. Everything is old, abandoned, in the web. Some brooms and herbs hung on the wall. And suddenly I heard a chilling rumble. I turned around and saw that the stove door was ajar. The air from the trumpet passed through it in a draft, and therefore such a sound was formed. I chuckled and realized that this is what the locals perceive as howling ghosts. I saw that the boys were watching me through the window. And he decided to show his prowess.
He threw a bitten apple into the corner of the room. He ripped open the pillow, scattered the feathers. I got excited! I went into another room and saw a wall mirror. I decided to write an obscene "message" to the sorcerer on it, took out a felt-tip pen from my pocket. And then some unknown force pulled me to the mirror. I couldn't even move, like I was glued to it! Completely stopped thinking from horror. I wanted to scream, but it was as if someone had sealed my mouth. I felt as if I had been taken hard by the ear. Then the floor crunched under me, my feet lost their footing. I felt like I was falling into an abyss.
Consequences...
I woke up at home. It turned out that I fell under the floor and lost consciousness. My comrades heard the roar, got scared and ran for help. The adults pulled me out and carried me to my grandmother. Flew me then on the first number. For a long time I could not understand: the fact that I stuck to the mirror - did I dream it or was it really? And the ear probably hurts because it flew down and accidentally touched the boards. But all this did not particularly interest me, because now I am a local mountain - I was not afraid to go into the sorcerer's lair!
After this incident, for no reason at all, a checkmate began to slip through my word. I began to be rude and rude. The guys did not want to be friends with me. My grandmother fought my behavior as best she could. But there was little sense in my head, selective curses constantly sounded, the meanings of which I did not even know. They flew off the tongue on their own.
When I returned to the city, everything only intensified. In addition, it was as if something made me do nasty things. For example, I pull out a flower bed. Or I’ll draw textbooks. And I swear like a shoemaker. Mom and dad punished me and took me to the doctors - to no avail. I skipped studies. I taught everything, but as soon as I was called to the board, a void formed in my head. And he began to get sick often. Something happened to me once a month.
“You will have to try so that he forgives you”
With grief in half, I still graduated from the fourth grade. And in the summer I was again sent to my grandmother. Once I bathed until I was blue in the face and came down with bronchitis. Grandmother decided to take me to a healer - Aunt Lyuba. She looked at me and asked: “So it was you, the tomboy, who stayed with grandfather Yeremey last year?” At first I did not understand, but then it dawned on me. After all, the whole village knew about that incident in the sorcerer's house. “You shouldn’t have done it, my dear. Your grandfather's spirit is offended. And cursed you. It will get worse.”
Aunt Lyuba said that grandfather Yeremey lived in that house. Everyone considered him a sorcerer. Although they were afraid of him, they came for help. He didn't refuse anyone. But he also hobnobbed with dark forces, possessed an evil eye. He will not like anyone - everything, he is not a tenant. There were various rumors about Yeremey. Allegedly, he could turn into a black dog and scare people. Once a tractor driver Uncle Tolik met such a dog. He threw a stone at her and hit her in the eye. The next morning, grandfather Yeremey walked around with a bandage on his pelvis, and Uncle Tolik soon died.
Yeremey was dying hard: for a whole week he screamed and groaned so that the whole village could be heard. No one wanted to go to him, because everyone knew that before death, black sorcerers needed to transfer their power to someone. Then the peasants took pity on the grandfather and, according to the old belief, made a hole in the roof so that his soul would quickly depart to another world. But even after his death, the locals did not pass near his house.
I was frightened, burst into tears, and told Aunt Lyuba everything I had done in the sorcerer's house. She sat me on the threshold, lit a candle and began to whisper. “You offended Yeremey greatly, killer whale. You'll have to try to get him to forgive you." The sorceress told what needs to be done to remove the curse. She forbade talking about the details of the rites. I'll just tell you briefly what my grandmother and I did. First, they found the grave of the sorcerer. Grandfather Yeremey was buried behind the fence of the village cemetery, like a black witcher. They did everything there, as ordered by Aunt Lyuba. Then we went to the sorcerer's house. There was another ceremony.
Chased out the "settler"
The most amazing thing is that after the rites I recovered dramatically. The voice stopped ringing in my head
ordered me to swear and do all sorts of nasty things. But I felt tired and broken, as if a part of me had been pulled out. As Aunt Lyuba explained, the soul of Yeremey got into me and ordered me to do what she wants. And since we drove away the “settler” with rituals, then my state of health is appropriate, but it will soon pass.
Now, remembering this story, I still cannot believe that it happened to me. And no matter who I tell it to, everyone just grins: mod, well, I have a fantasy. But what was, was. Since then, I have always respected everything related to magic and mysticism.
Dmitry Sychin. 40 years
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Corruption
And on the 2nd course I had a dream. It showed me something unclean. Demon handsome! At first he tried to seduce. But in my dream, I didn't believe him. Then he laughed at me, said that he likes to play games. He promised that I would like this game.
Then he laid out a deck of cards on the table, in a row. Pictures to the top. He suggested that I look, On each card, I was depicted ..., Or rather, how he mocks me and the date. The card shows me with a striped belly and the date with the year, the next card shows the next year and his new fantasy ... and so on.
And to prove his words, he showed me the cards with the previous years. - when it started. And everything depicted on it coincided with the reality of what happened.
He laughed and promised that he would not leave me ((
This is true. Once I get cured, a new disease does not keep itself waiting. I am constantly on pills. Often doctors do not even know what to treat.
I immediately did not betray the meaning of sleep ..,
But I remembered him when illnesses became a regularity.
And at 23, I was diagnosed with an ovarian tumor. My doctor yelled at me, "How is it, so young and already ...! What are you doing to yourself"
But, thank God, it was cured.)
And it's been that way for about 8 years now. Remembering the dream, I went to one clairvoyant, hoping for help, but after listening to it, she only laughed.
Then I decided that it was just my paranoia.
For the past year and a half, I have been having trouble sleeping. When I got home from work, I collapsed. Eyes hurt from sleep. But as soon as you go to bed, the dream is gone. And only in the morning it turned out to fall asleep. In complete exhaustion and on pills, her condition worsened, she left work. Again, everyone is treated, to whom they like.
And I can work in a pharmacy, a pharmacist)))
And that's not too long ago. Everything seems to be starting to recover. But there was a feeling that someone was sucking energy out of me ... A protest flared up inside me from anger and fatigue to what was happening. And so I wanted fire! Just climb into the fire and burn everything to the ground ..
I did a general cleaning, then I cleaned myself with candles, tears poured in a hail, I clean and smell the nasty smell of singed flesh, inside the confident infusion to “drive out”, and I myself sob
After bypassing with candles, around the apartment. I go and mentally drive out all the muck from the house. In the corners from the candle soot. And now, near the room where I sleep, a short and bassy roar is heard behind me!
Oh, I can only imagine the expression on my face))). But, will in a fist, taking it for a good sign, went further.
After that, I felt better for a few months. Life began to improve. But now it's all over again, and with more force.
From a fortune teller
There are cases of hidden damage, which is very difficult to determine by one master, therefore, in such cases, the master resorts to the help of one or even two masters, in this case, what you are doing does not make it easier for a long time and only experienced craftsmen will help to get rid of it completely .
village witch
It happened in a village where one family lived. The family, like many others, consisted of three people: father, mother and fourteen-year-old daughter Oksana at that time. One evening, one of the neighbors came to visit them, whom all the villagers tried to bypass and called her a witch. A teenage girl was visiting her friend Marina. As soon as the uninvited guest crossed the threshold of the house, the girls, feeling the negative, crossed their fingers behind their backs as agreed. The witch, heading to the table where the adults were sitting, threw a sarcastic compliment to Marina, saying that she was very beautiful and had a wonderful smile. On that day, neither Oksana nor Marina saw the witch again.
About three hours later, their friends came for the girls to go for a walk, but suddenly Oksana noticed that something was wrong with Marina. The girl turned pale and said that she had a sharp and severe headache, and she was also sick. Oksana told the girls that a witch had recently come to visit, but none of them attached any importance to this. Suddenly, there was the sound of breaking glass. Turning their heads, all the girls clearly saw how many small pebbles were flying through the windows of the veranda of the house, breaking them. Frightened, everyone sat down, Marina alone did not pay attention to what was happening. She stood rooted to the spot, not moving, and looked out the window, and then she had a tantrum, she threw herself on the bed and blood came out of her nose. None of her friends except Oksana rushed to her aid.
In the end, having fought a little with Marina, who actively resisted, Oksana managed to seat her friend and wipe the blood. When they asked the bloodied girlfriend what was happening to her, to their horror they heard not the voice of their girlfriend at all, but hoarse, ear-piercing sounds. Marina asked for water with this voice. All the girls, with the exception of Oksana, were about to rush home, but it was already dark outside and they had to stay. They (all three), turning pale, went to the far wall, not ceasing to observe what was happening. Oksana rushed to the kitchen and brought Marina a bucket of water. She threw herself into the water like crazy, she began to scoop up water with her palms and drink it with frightening speed. The blood from her nose did not stop flowing and dripping into the water, but the girl did not pay the slightest attention to this, continuing to drink further ...
Five minutes later, Marina, uttering an animal cry, rushed into the street. Everyone ran after her, but she disappeared from sight. Suddenly, someone grabbed Oksana by the leg. Turning around, she saw Marina, who looked terrible: it seemed that the girl had not eaten for more than a week, she looked thin and tortured. Being as if delirious, she said one word in her voice: “Help!”
Oksana immediately realized that it was worth reading prayers in front of Marina, she called the other girls, but they, almost petrified by what they saw and heard, refused to come up. Then Oksana began to read a prayer. At this time, her friend was vomiting blood and something was breaking out her body from the inside. The girl either convulsed or froze in a motionless pose. As soon as the prayer was read by Oksana for the third time, Marina immediately rushed to the witch's house and stood near it, after which she began to yell in a broken voice that she was here, pointing to the witch's house. Suddenly the girl sat down and began to draw something around herself, a tambourine barely audible in that old and hoarse voice.
One of the girls fell into a stupor not far from Marina, the other two rushed to the nearest courtyard to call adults for help, but the grandmother, who lived closest to them, did not believe them. Hearing the voice of her grandmother, Marina rushed towards the river. The girls were forced to follow her. Although they were very scared, they also wanted to help their friend.
That night it was just a full moon and the girls, running out onto the bridge, were able to see Marina's jacket hanging on the railing. Suddenly there was a splash of water under the bridge. Lowering their heads down, the girls saw Marina, who, having entered the water in waist-deep clothes, greedily drank from the river. After lengthy persuasion to get out of the water, Marina went ashore and immediately fell face down to the ground. Finding no better way to help their friend, the girls began to read prayers together. One by one. All who remember. Marina started convulsing and vomiting again. Twenty minutes later the girl lost consciousness. Girlfriends continued to read prayers ...
One of the girls made a small cross out of two twigs and grass and put it into Marina's hand. Some time after that, the girl opened her eyes, and began to ask what everyone was doing here at such a time and why she was all wet. Marina did not remember anything! Then she said that she woke up because there was a sharp pain in her hand (in which the cross lay).
Since Marina lived far enough away, one of her friends suggested that everyone go to spend the night with her grandmother, who lived close by. Not yet fully realizing and experiencing what had happened, all the girls agreed to this option and went to their grandmother's house.
Girlfriends woke up grandmother and began to put Marina to bed. Oksana went out into the yard to see why the dog tied to the fence was whining. About five meters from the place where Oksana was standing and where the dog was looking intently, there was some kind of bag. Coming closer to him, Oksana was petrified for a few seconds from a soul-piercing horror: what seemed like a bag began to take on a human shape. Still out of control of her body, almost paralyzed, she watched the sack turn into a thin and twisted something that vaguely resembled a person. This creature, almost not paying any attention to Oksana, crawled on all fours to the entrance to the basement, which was located under the house.
When the creature disappeared in the basement, the girl, having recovered a little, took the still whining dog into the house and tightly closed the door, after which she also barricaded it with a heavy bedside table. None of the girls could close their eyes that night. Oksana did not specifically say that she saw a terrible creature on the street near the house, so as not to frighten everyone even more, but the girls were afraid that something was wrong with Marina again.
Never again after that terrible incident, neither Oksana nor the rest of her friends saw Marina again. She left the village with her parents two days later.
inverted pentagram
The girl Olya had a dream for two years, in fact, not that scary, but quite creepy and very bright.
When Olya was seventeen years old, her family once again (this happened quite often) changed their place of residence. Just this time, the family bought an apartment that was unremarkable at first glance, but only during the repair, the workers discovered under the wallpaper (when they were torn off, and there were already two layers of them) an inverted pentagram drawn in blood. At first, everyone thought that it was an ordinary varnish, but later it turned out that in fact the symbol was drawn with real blood.
The workers categorically refused to tear off the inverted pentagram, but Olya, who was not very reasonable at that time, was completely not superstitious and absolutely did not believe in mysticism and any supernatural, she nevertheless tore off the pentagram with her own hands. From that moment on, everything went wrong.
Previously, Olga believed in God, she could safely wear a pectoral cross and several icons were hung and placed in her room, she could calmly read prayers, which she often did, and also could not stand films in which there was a lot of cruelty, violence and blood. From the moment the girl tore off the inverted pentagram with her own hands, the silver cross was torn off her neck, as it suddenly began to burn the skin, all the prayers gradually migrated to the mother's room, since Olya literally could not breathe with them. The girl began to interrupt when saying prayers, after which she looked at one point for a long time, and sometimes she began to scream that there was no god and even swear. Her favorite films were exclusively those in which there was a lot of blood, cruelty and violence. Olya's room gradually began to be filled with various books on philosophy and black magic.
Parents, friends and acquaintances decided that the girl had gone crazy, and could not understand the reason for such drastic internal changes. Olya herself began to think that she had lost her mind, especially when a terrible-looking something similar to a man in all black began to come to her room every night. The girl could never really see him (she just saw not very distinct outlines) and at his first appearances she rushed into her parents' room with a hysterical cry and told that there was a stranger in the house. The creature silently followed Olya, but no one but her saw him.
Mother and father were no longer just worried about their daughter's mental health, but literally panicked. The girl was also shown to various specialists, only those (including psychiatrists) did not find any deviations in development, with the exception of hallucinations (this is how they explained the creature seen by Olya). The creature, when Olya was in the room, stood at the door, and the rest of the time, as if with a mute threat or reproach, it moved silently behind the girl around the apartment. It never appeared to Olya outside the apartment. It is not surprising that at first the girl was frightened of his presence, but over time she got used to his company, and sometimes did not even pay the slightest attention to him. After a while, the girl began to hear someone walking around the apartment at night, when everyone was sleeping, and the strangest thing was that the dog did not react at all to this creature.
Shortly after these so-called hallucinations, Olya began to have one dream almost every night. She dreamed that there was a dense forest around her, not a cloud in the sky and a full moon. In a dream, Olya is dressed in some kind of incomprehensible red soft hoodie, a hood is pulled over her eyes, and a raven sits on her right shoulder, she walks along the road and sees a large gate in front of her, on which an inverted pentagram is depicted. A little further behind the gate is a large castle in the Gothic style, and in front of the gate are two guards who are dressed all in black. The guards come closer to Olya, bow to her, and then escort her to the castle. The guards with the girl enter the castle, pass through a barely lit hall and enter a huge room, on the walls of which candelabra with candles are hung, there are several marble columns in the room, a beautiful floor also made of marble and several bright paintings on the walls. Olya is very comfortable in this castle, she has a vivid impression that she is at home.
Then all three come to the large doors, and the girl knows that they lead to the throne room. Olya enters it in a dream, approaches the throne and realizes that she sees the devil himself sitting on it, but beautiful: black eyes, long black hair and for some reason a beautiful black suit made of silk. Olya kneels before him and, bowing her head, says that she fulfilled the order of her master. The girl herself did not really understand what kind of order they were talking about. The devil bows his head with satisfaction and, turning to Olya, gives another order. Even having seen this dream many times, the girl never after waking up could remember what kind of second order she heard. Olya says that, of course, she immediately takes on this task for her master and, after bowing, leaves the large room, and this is where the dream ends.
There was also another case when everything was very bad for Olya, she had a different dream. She dreamed that she had come with her parents to look at some very old house, near which there was almost the same old cemetery nearby. The dogs jump out of the car and for some reason abruptly rush towards the cemetery, where, with a heart-rending howl, they begin to tear one of the graves.
Immediately after this, Olya seems to be transferred to another dream, and now she is already running through very thorny bushes and there are already quite a lot of wounds on her body, and as we move forward, there are even more of them. The girl's hands are covered in blood, her face is scratched, and the blood fills her eyes, but she continues to push through the bushes. Olya runs in a dream to a dilapidated house, falls to the floor, but does not die. The devil appears next to Olya (every time she recognizes him in a dream for some reason, she just understands that this is him), takes the girl in her arms, hugs and presses her to her, and then starts, stroking her head, whispering that everything it will be good that he will always be there and says that he will never leave Olya. The girl, clinging tightly to him, sees and feels that her wounds on her whole body begin to heal quickly and immediately wakes up, while for some time she feels the devil’s hand in hers and hears his whisper in her ears.
One night, a creature in black did not come to Olya's room, she stopped hearing sounds in the night and she stopped having terrible dreams about the devil. Although this is no longer there, Olya did not begin to feel better. She also hates the church and everything that concerns God disgusts her. She feels bad, has become even more withdrawn, angry and rarely communicates with anyone, and thoughts about the devil cause her a feeling that is similar to longing. Until now, Olya has no idea what to do and how to live with it all, far from everything is good in the family, and more and more often the girl comes up with thoughts about the fact that she is tired of living, and the thoughts that appear about the fact that not everyone will end soon, frighten and calm her at the same time.
wonderful friend
For seven years after graduation, the young woman worked in a beauty salon. The woman did manicures to clients and earned money that way. After some time, the city authorities decided to demolish the building in which this beauty salon was located, and the owner of the salon began to look for another room. After a short time, she found the desired building and almost everyone (including the woman who did the manicure) moved to a new place, and another woman (also did a manicure) and two hairdressers did not move, looking for another place. And so it happened that the only manicure specialist remained in the salon. The owner of the salon decided to look for new masters and turned to one of the recruitment agencies in the city. That is how another manicurist, whose name was Lena, entered the aforementioned salon.
Lena was the same age as the heroine of this story and quickly won her attention, being very sociable and cheerful. Very often, the shifts of both manicurists coincided, and at work the woman noticed that Lena was almost constantly watching her. At that time, such close attention to her person did not seem strange to the woman, since she often came across colleagues and clients at work who did not take their eyes off her. Women talked a lot during working days, gave each other advice, shared something and went to dinner together. Outside of work, Lena often called her new friend to chat and discuss something. In the end, the women began to work regularly in one shift, and the head of the beauty salon had to hire another manicurist.
After some time after the two women met (in fact, it was a fairly short period of time), Lena's girlfriend somehow felt heavy in her soul. Strong fatigue constantly piled on the woman, although she is not one of those people who like to overload themselves with work, she often became nervous, almost any little thing could provoke a tantrum in her. The young woman ceased to rejoice in what previously delighted her, she instantly became annoyed at the slightest provocation. Almost not a single day passed that she did not swear with her beloved or with other members of her family (which in fact is completely uncharacteristic for this woman).
Colleagues, relatives, friends and even clients (yes, almost the entire environment of a young woman) often began to notice that she was starting to look worse, and she herself understood this very well, looking at her reflection in the mirror in the morning. Her skin turned gray, a lot of hair fell out, she lost a lot of weight and felt worse with each new day. Those around her increasingly insistently recommended that she undergo a complete medical examination, since neither they nor the woman herself could explain such serious changes in both her external and internal condition. Doctors, after conducting an examination, did not find any health abnormalities, and the woman continued to literally fade before her eyes. She was advised to turn to the church for help, but long conversations with the priest also did not help.
In the end, the young woman had to go on vacation, only now, after two weeks of perfect peace, she did not feel better. Throughout this time, she was supported by friends, colleagues, and parents, and her beloved did not leave the woman at all, even though she herself lost interest in him and often argued with him. Most of all, Lena’s friend was interested in the state of the young woman, who, with everything, assured her friend that she was in perfect order, she looked great, and regarding what everyone else claimed, she insisted that it was all evil tongues.
Lena called her friend literally every day, sent a lot of sms, bombarded her friend’s e-mail with a huge number of letters, and the young woman herself began to notice that after talking with her friend (both correspondence on the Internet and talking on the phone) she began to feel especially bad . Even though this communication could not really be called close, yet the young woman each time became so ill that one day she shared her observations with her neighbor. The neighbor was very interested in the beginning of the story and asked to tell how everything was and what happened to the young woman lately. After carefully listening to the whole story, the neighbor advised to turn to those who practice magic and added that the described situation is very similar to the consequences of a strong evil eye or damage.
At first, the young woman laughed, of course, but since many options had already been tried and it did not occur to her that she could still try not without problems, she found an advertisement for one sorceress in an old newspaper. That same evening, she called the sorceress and arranged a meeting. The next day, having a little more time before meeting with the sorceress, the young woman ran into a beauty salon, where she saw Lena sitting at her workplace, serving some client. It was not even that the friend was not at her workplace that struck me, but that she had blossomed and became prettier (her skin had clearly improved, and her cheeks were covered with a healthy blush). Lena tried to explain and say something, but the young woman had practically no free time left, and even more so to sort things out, she simply offered to call later and left.
On the same day, a little later, a young woman crossed the threshold of the house of a mysterious sorceress. She was met by a very pleasant woman in her fifties. Even though she was a fat woman, she looked very fresh and healthy. The sorceress invited the guest to go into the living room, and the woman went for the mistress of the house. Somehow she felt very good and calm in the witch's house, she had not felt like this for a long time. The stout woman seated the guest in an armchair, and cats immediately ran to the young woman from all sides and lay down beside her, and one settled on her knees. The sorceress immediately told the guest that she really had an evil eye on her, and this was done by a young woman with whom the smoothed one is still in close contact. The sorceress described a woman who (according to the description) was exactly the same appearance as Lena, and then added that the evil eye is very strong and urgent action must be taken.
The sorceress asked the guest to close her eyes, and she immediately fell into darkness. The young woman was no longer able to raise her eyelids and only listened to what was happening in the living room. First, she heard a match strike, and then something warm began to rapidly rotate around her, first clockwise, and a little later counterclockwise. After some time (the young woman could not say how many minutes or hours had passed), the sorceress asked her guest to open her eyes and said that when she came home, the young woman needed to pierce the egg with a needle and lower it into a plate with water with the hole down. The sorceress also asked the young woman to leave the egg under the bed for the night, and call her back in the morning and tell her what happened to him. So the guest of the sorceress did.
Throughout the night, the flattened woman slept very badly (sometimes the position was uncomfortable, sometimes she felt hot and cold, etc.), and the next morning, pulling out a plate with an egg from under the bed, she found that it looked the same as the last one In the evening. The woman became curious, and she touched the egg with the tip of the knife, and a dark substance began to come out of it, which soon filled the entire plate. Added to this was a sickening smell, but the young woman at that time thought that she had simply bought spoiled eggs. She went to the kitchen and smashed all the eggs she had bought one by one, but they were all normal and fresh. The woman panicked, got scared, immediately called the witch and told her everything in detail. The sorceress attentively, without interrupting, listened to everything and told the smoothed woman to come to her again. When the young woman again came to the sorceress, she repeated the ritual, and this time the smoothed woman was very hot (so much so that when she opened her eyes, she found that almost all of her clothes were wet with sweat).
After that, the young woman came to the witch two more times, and she repeated the same ritual each time. Gradually, the young woman let go, she began to feel better and better. Gradually, everything returned to normal, life was getting better. At the last session with the sorceress, the young woman was no longer cold and not hot, and when, at the request of the sorceress, she repeated the manipulation of the egg, she (no matter how she shook it, no matter how she shook it) did not find either a black substance or an unpleasant smell. One week later, the woman returned to work. She felt great and was full of energy, and looked much better than recently. After some time, Lena quit the beauty salon due to some kind of sharply manifested illness.
Old cemetery with inverted crosses
This incident happened many years ago, and even the young man about whom this story is no longer able to say with certainty whether it was true or not.
One summer, a certain young man often had to drive a car for work. The distance he traveled was quite decent (about four hundred kilometers one way), and besides, repairs were regularly carried out on the highway, so the young man had to make a detour along country roads. But still, the work demanded its own, and the man could not do anything about it. Once he had to be at one very important meeting by eight o'clock in the morning, and, of course, he also had to get to the place by car.
The young man left early because he did not want to be late. In any case, he thought, it was better to arrive early than to be late for such an event. He left, as planned, early and reached the track, which turned out to be completely empty. It was still quite dark outside, but the night was clear. The young man drove almost to the middle of the track, when the clock showed four in the morning. At some point, he felt somehow uneasy (creepy) and the man suddenly caught himself trying to see some monster in the roadside bushes and shadows ... Then he turned on the music and he became a little more cheerful.
Although the music was turned on quite loudly, after a while the driver began to feel sleepy, and he closed his eyes for literally one second. The man almost fell asleep, but then the car was thrown on some bump. The young man, immediately opening his eyes, found that he was driving along a road that for some reason resembled a country road. At that moment, the driver, not particularly paying attention to this, did not find anything strange in that, but wrote it off as repairs regularly carried out on the highway. It seemed to him that he, not remembering how, turned off the road onto this road. This road was quite narrow, and on both sides of it there was a dense forest.
At this time (approximately about five o'clock in the morning) the weather changed and it started to rain on the street, which it is not clear where it came from, since the sky was completely cloudless just half an hour ago. Quite unexpectedly, a fork and a sign suddenly appeared, which indicated a detour of a bad section of the road. The driver turned in the direction the sign was pointing and saw another sign that said "Witch's Graveyard 6". The man didn’t particularly like the name of either the village or the village, and he took the six for the distance (six kilometers), and, looking a little closer, he saw that someone (or the kids, or who else) had hooliganed and added two more sixes. Not being particularly superstitious, the man then felt out of place, he felt uneasy.
This feeling did not leave the driver, even when he chose another cassette and turned on cheerful music in the car even louder. From fear and the feeling that something bad was about to happen, the man wanted to smoke. With wet hands, the young man began to look for a lighter, which always lay near the gearbox, and was distracted for a few seconds. Suddenly, a shadow rushed under the wheels of the car. The man, being already quite alarmed, could not see what had thrown himself under the wheels, and convulsively pressed the brake pedal to the floor. The car stopped dead in its tracks. Covered in sticky sweat, with shaking hands, the driver opened the door and got out of the car with a bad feeling.
The hood of the car turned out to be completely intact and the young man found absolutely no one either near the car or under it. Of course, the driver felt more than strange. He once again walked around the car, making sure that there were no injuries or traces of anyone. The young man nevertheless found a lighter (for some reason it ended up in the back seat) and, looking around nervously, lit up.
There was grave silence in the street, not a single sound was heard (no birds sang, no dogs barked, not even crickets were heard). Then the man saw a nearby forest, and next to it some kind of rickety fence behind which one could see several crosses. It was the crosses that drew attention to themselves young man, because from where he stood, it seemed that they were literally turned upside down. And behind the fence, something glowed. Not immediately believing his eyes, the driver walked a few steps closer to the strange cemetery. Yes, there really were lights (quite small, but bright enough) and they began to slowly approach the person ... The young man suddenly felt that he could not make a single movement, he was as if paralyzed, and also fascinated by these lights. He was very well and calm, and there was not a trace left of his recent fears and worries.
Suddenly the man found that his legs were moving on their own. The young man, being in a state of unnatural rest, was heading towards the lights. As soon as he discovered that his legs themselves were carrying him to the old graveyard, he immediately left a calm and peaceful state, and the man with all his might began to resist the force that attracted him to the cemetery and moved his legs. The young man was covered with sweat, his muscles ached, and fear and panic seized him more and more as he approached the ill-fated fence. The lights are getting closer...
Suddenly it became very light on the street, and the lights in some incomprehensible way became dark and gathered together, getting closer and closer to the person. The man almost fainted from fear when he saw that against the background of the forest, as if from the air, some kind of high shadow, remotely resembling a person, had formed, and his legs continued to go towards the cemetery.
Dark balls almost surrounded the man, the shadow gradually approached him (it turned out to be much higher than any person) and then the tape recorder in the car abruptly turned on. The man immediately gained control over his body, rushed to the car with lightning speed and began to start the engine, nervously looking at the creature and the balls with large fearful eyes. Although the car was quite new and always started literally from a half turn, but at the moment the engine did not want to start.
Nevertheless, on the fourth attempt, the car started up and the man, like a madman, pressed on the gas ... He looked in the rear-view mirror and saw that the sky began to darken, and some large and black cloud floated out of the forest, which was strewn with small lights. Adding more speed, the man took a breath and saw the track in front of him. Once again the road was dry and the sky completely clear. The young man safely reached his destination and tried to forget about the terrible incident...
After a while, one of the man's friends told him that in that scary village three people have been found dead in the last few weeks.
House for scary games
The guys (the heroes of this story) did not live richly: there were no computers, much less the Internet. Therefore, the children spent all their free time outdoors in the fresh air. In addition to the usual activities for that time, friends liked to spend time visiting a variety of abandoned buildings and old buildings. Either they lacked extreme situations in life, or they simply liked to explore deserted places, but often, once or twice a week, friends spent time in the discovered buildings.
The whole friendly company lived in the same yard, and near their street there was one five-story building, which was unfinished due to the fact that the construction company involved in it declared itself bankrupt. It was in this building (except for all the others that they found) that the guys spent a lot of free time, for the most part they played hide and seek and explored all the dark corners, which is not surprising, since the guys are not very interested in looking for new places to play.
One day, bosom friends again went to the five-story building to play hide and seek. A large company gathered (more than seven people) and the guys decided not to limit themselves to one or two floors, but used all the available ones for the game. One of the friends fell out to drive and, slowly counting to fifty, he went in search of everyone who hid. There was no one on the fourth floor of the building, and no one on the third. Going down to the second floor, the boy heard someone's steps coming, as it seemed to him, from the first floor. With joyful anticipation that he would now find at least one hidden friend, the boy ran skipping to the first floor of the house.
The sound of someone's footsteps came from the left side of the building and the boy went there in the first place, but after going around three apartments, he did not find anyone at all. Entering the fourth and darkest apartment, where there was practically no light from the street, and the windows were boarded up with something, the boy felt a cold coming from nowhere (it was the middle of summer outside). The boy thought that it was either getting dark outside, or it was raining, which caused the air temperature to drop and began to look for the hidden guys in a dark apartment. There was no one in any of the rooms of the apartment. Already about to go to another part of this floor, the boy heard incomprehensible sounds that came from the toilet, but, looking into it, he could not see anything at all, since the light did not fall into this little room at all. Not being able to see anything and remembering the sounds coming from the toilet, the boy, feeling in his pocket for a small flashlight, which he took with him in advance knowing where he was going to go to play, he turned it on ...
What happened next, the boy still remembers with horror. Pointing the flashlight at the floor, he saw the bare feet of someone. Those parts of the legs that the boy saw were covered in blood and dirt. He was dumbfounded with fear and could not bring himself to raise the flashlight higher in order to examine the person standing in front of him (or not a person at all). The boy tried to persuade himself to lift his head up and shine the flashlight higher, convincing himself that the bare, bloody and dirty feet only seemed to him. For some reason, he turned off the flashlight and continued to stand motionless in the darkness for some time, and then, nevertheless, having made up his mind, turned on the flashlight, raised it higher and took a closer look.
The boy saw large gray eyes that looked at him and that was it. Just watched. Looking into his large gray eyes, he felt lonely and cold (the boy could not even explain this to himself, but he knew that he was very cold when this something looked at him). The boy just stood there for a while and looked into those large and empty eyes, since he was not able to do anything else. His body froze, with every breath it became more and more difficult to breathe, all thoughts swarmed around the saddest moments in his life ...
Suddenly the boy heard a very quiet and hoarse voice. The creature apologized for frightening him, and immediately after this, a sharp cry was heard - these were the children who called for the one who should look for them. Hearing familiar voices, the boy felt bolder and, gathering his courage, turned his head towards the shouts of his friends. He tried to shout that he was there, only all that came out of his throat was a barely audible and hoarse sound. When the boy turned his head back, feeling the so far invisible support of his friends, there was no one in the toilet. He deliberately shone a flashlight on a small room and on the floor. The floor was not clean, but there was no dirt with blood on it, and the room (without windows) was completely empty.
The guys did not keep themselves waiting long and appeared after a few moments. They said that they were hiding on the fifth floor, and when more than two hours passed, they could not stand it and went to look for the one who was supposed to find them. Having searched all the floors, they went down to the first and began to call and look for the missing boy, and when they heard a barely audible wheezing, they immediately rushed to look for the source of the sound. The guys could not understand where the seeker was all this time, and asked him about it. The boy answered in a stammering voice that he had been looking for his friends for fifteen minutes, only that neither those who were hiding, nor the one who was supposed to look for them (after a while, after he came to his senses a little) could not understand how it happened that for some two whole hours had passed, while the other was absolutely sure that only fifteen minutes had passed.
The next day, the boy, who never found the hiding people, told one of his friends (he was not with them at the last game of hide and seek) about what had happened. His friend believed him and the two of them, armed with a rope and strong lanterns, went to this building. First we went to inspect the same toilet room, and then all the apartments and rooms of all floors. They found nothing, there was not a single trace of a strange and frightening creature. When his father listened to the story of the boy, it turned out that not only this boy saw “it” in this building. His father told that when he was the same age, the older brother of his friend told everyone that he had seen a ghost in this building. Of course, no one believed him then.
Before this incident, the boy himself did not believe in various mystical stories. When one of his friends or acquaintances told him about something incomprehensible and mysterious, in most cases the boy only smiled or openly laughed at the narrator. But after what happened to him, now an adult man listens with interest and without laughter to various mystical stories and still cannot decide whether he dreamed of something in that abandoned house or was it really ...
Creepy forest and its inhabitants
This story happened to one girl not so long ago. Every summer she and her parents went to the dacha in a remote village to visit relatives, which was quite far from other villages and cities. The village itself was not new, and during the season almost only summer residents lived in it. When the girl's parents (almost every time) half-jokingly asked their relatives what they had forgotten in this place abandoned by God, they laughed and said that the land in this village was very good. Indeed, there was a peat pond almost in the center of the village, and the land in the rarely used vegetable gardens really gave a good harvest.
Not far from the peat pond was a children's camp abandoned for many years, and behind it began a field overgrown with weeds, which once belonged to a local collective farm. Behind the field, a dense forest began, which for some reason the summer residents tried to bypass along the tenth road and which they rarely spoke about, and if they did talk about it, they spoke in a half whisper, because, although they were not at all superstitious people, they believed that in the forest that something evil lives on. In fact, there was a nature reserve near this village and there were many forests in the area that bore the names given to them by local residents - Zelenka, Kraevoy, Needles, and the forest that everyone bypassed was called the Spooky Forest.
It so happened that the children of summer residents regularly gathered for gatherings with a fire not far from that very creepy forest. Children in general did not really listen to the stories of their parents and relatives that once people disappeared in the forest and that they were forbidden to even approach it. The guys got together, collected firewood, kindled a fire and had fun. These gatherings have already become traditional for the guys, but none of them ever wandered into the forest even to find firewood, because although they did not believe in the stories of adults, they remembered them. The forest, which the guys were afraid of, not wanting to go into it, and at the same time laughed at their strange relatives, even in daylight looked frightening and ominous, and in the evenings the trees cast really creepy, provoking the appearance of goosebumps, shadows. Maybe that's why the guys chose a place for gatherings not far from the Spooky Forest, in order to tickle their nerves.
Once the guys were sitting like this by the fire, talking about something, suddenly a long and dull howl was heard from the direction of the nearby forest. The guys became somehow creepy, they began to exchange glances. All conversations switched to a forest that seemed to be burning against the backdrop of sunset. Some girls offered to get away from the forest and go home, but the boys, having told that they saw a group of stray dogs in this forest during the day and, referring to the fact that it was they who were howling and there was nothing to be afraid of, reassured the girls. On the same evening, the whole company had to go to meet one young man who was supposed to arrive by the last bus, but it was not close to get to the bus stop, and there were only two options ...
In order to get to a prearranged meeting point, the children could either go through the Spooky Forest (although the children had never been there, but they knew that there was a path and knew where it led), and then go along the deserted road to the bus stop (which took about forty-five minutes), or, bypassing the scary forest, spend almost three hours on the way. Of course, the whole company did not want to go on a journey (although they agreed in advance that everyone would go), and it was decided that three guys with one girl (the heroine of this story) would go to meet the guy. All four of them discussed for several minutes which way is better to go and all the other guys joined this conversation. Finally arguing that it makes no sense to spend more time on the road, four brave children went to the Spooky Forest, and one of the guys even took an ax with him (just in case, as he said).
The girl who volunteered to go with three guys into a dark and creepy forest, in fact, it was extremely difficult to understand what she felt when all four entered the forest. One thing she could say for sure - she was scared. The guys tried very hard to dispel the atmosphere of fear (as they themselves later admitted, not only so that the girl would not be scared, but also so as not to show their own feelings). The guys told jokes, joked, invented funny stories on the go, and in order not to feel lonely and frightened, sometimes they made loud noises. The guys soon stopped screaming, as they discovered that even cheerful and loud laughter in the forest sounds somehow ominous (or rather, its echoes).
When the guys (according to their calculations) reached the middle of the forest, Sergei, who was the very last, suddenly screamed loudly, from which fear pierced everyone like a spear - it was such an eerie cry, and began, spinning wildly in place, swinging the ax in the air. After a few moments, the rest of the guys, having come to their senses a little, began to carefully approach Sergey. Two flashlights trembling in the hands of the guys highlighted the following picture: the guy, barely touching the ground with his feet, was spinning, and his ax drew intricate and threatening patterns in the air. Having no idea how to calm a friend, the guys stood and stared at Sergey, and after a few seconds the guy calmed down himself ...
The ax with terrible speed (no one even made an attempt to evade) escaped from Sergei's hands and with a dull thud entered a nearby tree, and the boy himself fell to the ground in a sheaf. He was breathing hard, and his eyes were rolling wildly, as if it was vital to him to find someone. The guys ran up to the guy lying on the ground, sat him down, and when he calmed down a little, they began to vying to ask him about what had happened.
Sergey said in a shaky voice that he was walking and listening to music, when suddenly something heavy fell on his shoulder. At first, he did not even understand what it was and just tried to shake it off, but when this something began to gradually shrink on his shoulder, he clearly felt someone's big hand, which was also very cold. Then the guy began to spin, trying to throw it off himself and examine the owner of the hand, but the hand did not let go, and no one was visible around. Then, probably, the owner of the hand liked the game (circling the guy in one place) and he (whoever it was) started more and more, holding his hand on the shoulder of the unfortunate man, spin the guy, then the second hand pulled the ax out of the young man's hands and threw him, after which both hands released the frightened half to death and barely alive Sergei.
The guys checked Sergey's shoulder and found on it, already beginning to turn into a huge bruise, distinct imprints of what looked like thumbs. After that, everyone, and especially the girl, was frightened in earnest. The guys at first were sure that Sergey was just kidding, but after seeing his shoulder, these thoughts left them. Still twitching from what they saw, the guys became as close as possible to each other, all four began to talk about what to do next: go back or still continue on their way. In the end, after a short discussion, it was decided to continue the journey anyway, especially since, according to preliminary estimates, there was not much to go. Only Sergei categorically refused to go after everyone else, and therefore he was allowed into the middle.
The company passed about a hundred meters more and then unexpectedly Andrey, who was walking in front, stopped abruptly. The guys caught up with him and began to ask, already expecting something else no less terrible that happened. Ahead and on the sides there was no one and nothing, only the night wind sang some of its songs in the crowns of old trees. Andrei stood as if stiff, silently staring at what was visible only to him alone. The guys were not at all comfortable when they tried to bring Andrey to his senses, but nothing helped - the guy seemed to be immobilized and did not react to anything, and then a heart-rending scream was heard behind the backs of the four ...
There were about five minutes left before the exit from the Spooky Forest, but the girl and the guys helping Andrey flew out of the forest in about forty seconds. Having got out of the forest, the guys made a halt and began to bring Andrey to his senses. Talking, begging and shaking did not help. Only when half a bottle of soda was poured on the guy’s head did he begin to come to his senses. He said that, in principle, he did not really believe in Sergey's story, but, as soon as he entered the forest, he already felt that something was wrong, but he could not explain to himself what it was.
After something incomprehensible happened to Sergey, Andrei was walking ahead of everyone, highlighting the path with a flashlight, when suddenly the beam of the lantern snatched out of the darkness a large dark silhouette that seemed to be hiding between the trees. The creature, according to Andrey, was downright huge, its height was two, or maybe two and a half meters. From the moment Andrei saw this something, he seemed to be rooted to the ground - neither his arms nor his legs obeyed him, and the creature moved smoothly from one tree to another, swaying at the same time and gradually approaching Andrei. This is the last thing the guy remembered, he did not even hear the cry that chilled his soul, after which all four rushed to run away from the forest. Andrei was sure of only one thing - what he saw was absolutely neither a person nor an animal, since neither the first nor the second can move like that.
The guys met the young man at the bus stop and returned home only at five o'clock in the morning. The fact is that their way back ran around the Spooky Forest. None of them ever entered the forest again.
ancient curse
Sometimes people do not believe in the stories that allegedly happened to their acquaintances or friends. Only sometimes it happens that over time these people are convinced from their own experience that scary stories are not a myth and not someone's stupid invention. Some of those who do not believe in stories about something strange or unusual, having experienced this or that unforgettable situation, under no circumstances would have made a different choice, while others argue that in such an unusual situation, if it were to be would have acted completely differently. This story happened to one woman before the wedding.
Alexander was her fellow student, and she really liked him, only now she saw in him only a kind and good character and some kind of mystery. The girl often asked him why he very rarely laughs, only he did not answer, but simply avoided answering, in some cases arguing that there was a reason for that. The guy promised that in the near future he would tell about everything.
The girl learned about one of Alexander's secrets when he took her to meet his relatives. Aunt Alexandra insisted that the girl should not marry him, since his family was cursed by a family. The young man's lover thought that these were the inventions of a stupid woman and did not pay the slightest attention to it. She also suspected that her young man's aunt simply did not like her.
When the young people finished their studies at the institute, they got married and decided to live at Alexander's house. His house was in a village not far from the capital. The young girl, without hesitation, agreed to move, as she was not far from getting to work. From that moment all her troubles began. Alexander was an athletic and strong guy who very rarely complained about his health, only then he suddenly began to get sick. He, overpowering himself, got out of bed very hard in the morning, he had a constant malaise.
The young wife persistently asked her husband to turn to a qualified specialist, only now he came up with new excuses every time. When the young man was completely weak, his wife demanded the truth from him. Since Alexander had no other choice, he admitted that, in fact, his entire family was under a family curse. He told her that in his family, men die very early, and in fact his relatives are only women. He also told that both his brothers and his father tried to fight this, underwent a wide variety of treatments, but all this was useless.
Alexander very much asked for forgiveness from his wife for not warning her about the birth curse and marrying her, knowing that he would die. He explained this by saying that he loved his young wife very much and said that he would very much like them to have children. Alexander just did not know that his young wife was already pregnant. The girl, of course, really wanted to save her husband and not let him die. To begin with, she decided to talk with Alexander's relatives: mother, cousins and aunts. All of them confirmed the words of her husband, in fact, all the men in their family died very early, both newborns and those who lived to be thirty years old. None of the men in their family lived for more than thirty years.
The young wife, trying to help her husband survive, traveled to many grandmothers and healers. She went to different doctors, but they couldn't diagnose him. The woman even turned to several psychics and brought her husband to them for sessions, only this did not give any results. These trips and appeals to various doctors and healers took more than five months, they exhausted the young wife, and her husband asked her to give up everything, because the pregnancy was already long. The wife could not and did not want to agree to this. The girl, in fact, could no longer imagine her life without Alexander, and besides, she could not stop, because the ultrasound showed that a boy should be born. She had very little time left, because her child could die during childbirth.
Once a young wife visited a well-known healer, who told her that he could not help her at all, since the birth curse cannot be removed as easily as damage, but it can be redeemed. He offered the girl only three options. The first option was that the wife should leave her husband, since the curse lies on his family, to which she actually has no blood relation. The second option was to continue living with her beloved, only at the same time she should not take these problems to heart. When choosing this option, the wife should not share this problem with her husband's family, only she had to pass it on to her children. The third option, in fact the most difficult, was the girl's acceptance of this burden and her attempts to atone for it.
Of course, the girl was not able to leave her husband with his misfortune or pass the curse on to her child. To begin with, it was worth finding out what exactly she had to atone for. The young wife, once again, after talking with her husband and his relatives, convinced all the relatives to tell her the whole story of the birth curse to the end. It turns out that in 1872 Alexander's ancestor was the manager of one of the pans. He had a very large family and many children, of course, it was very difficult to feed them all, even though the pan paid well. Its owner had one son - a boy of eight years old, and the pan's wife always tried to stand up for ordinary people.
Alexander's ancestor never left his master empty-handed, as the pan's wife always gave him something for his children. The owners trusted their servant very much, only in vain, because he sometimes committed thefts in their house. He couldn't just steal a lot of money, since it was locked in a secure cabinet. Then the ancestor of the young husband, having examined the closet, found out that its back wall could be easily removed, and when the owners were not at home, he, moving the closet, began to remove the wall. He succeeded and, already holding the money in his hands, he suddenly saw that he was not alone in the room. The little boy looked at him. The manager then told everyone that he had no intention of killing him, only if his owners found out about the theft, he would lose his place with them, and his children would simply die of hunger. That is why the thief strangled the boy, but could not quietly take his body out of the house. Then there was a trial, and the thief was sentenced to death, but before the execution, the baby's mother, distraught with grief, cursed the former manager and his family.
The young wife had no idea what could be done to atone for this sin, and no one could tell her. Her husband weakened more and more with each new day, but the approaching birth of his wife worried him very much, even more than his condition.
The birth was difficult, the doctors had to pull the mother out of the other world, and then the baby. The next morning, a neighbor in the ward, who was a very young girl, spoke about her grief. She had a baby with suspected cerebral palsy. This girl was a student who lived in a hostel, and she did not have a husband. Toward evening, this girl disappeared. The nurse reported that the woman in labor escaped through the toilet window. The young mother persuaded the medical staff and a record appeared in her card that she had given birth to twins.
After a few days, she was taken to the capital, the child whom she accepted as her own, had to be under the supervision of doctors because of his poor health. A few weeks later, Alexander's relatives took home their own baby, and his wife and adopted baby spent another three months in the hospital. Unfortunately, the diagnosis of the baby was confirmed and the child really had cerebral palsy. It is impossible to convey what the foster mother of a sick child had to go through in the first years of his life, but later both Alexander and his wife and their own son fell in love with him very much and were ready to do everything to make the child feel better and he felt that he was loved and oh he cares.
After some time, Alexander began to recover, his dark circles under his eyes disappeared, his deathly pallor, and almost all of his ailments disappeared. In fact, he had no time to get sick, as his family had grown, and the sick child constantly needed to buy expensive medicines. Alexander does not know that one of the sons is not really his, as well as the fact that a sick child saved both his own son and himself. The love of a young mother for a child diagnosed with cerebral palsy was so sincere that she did not even think about redeeming something, but in fact it happened.
Researchers of anomalous zones
It was a warm and sunny summer. A few weeks ago, all the exams ended, and Veronica was literally dying of boredom in the four walls of the house. Her bosom friend Olya came to the rescue. One evening, she called the heroine of this story and invited her to go with her, her boyfriend and a few other guys to explore various anomalous places in the area in which they lived. In fact, Veronica has never been interested in a supernatural plague and has always believed that visiting such places is unsafe, but since Olya and Sasha have been visiting various mysterious places country and nothing terrible happened to them, then Veronica agreed.
In any case, even such a pastime is better than dying of boredom in the house. A week later, everyone gathered at the agreed place at the appointed time, and the journey began. First, the whole company went to an almost completely abandoned village. Sasha said that he had learned about this place from his grandfather, who lived five kilometers from this village. Then, when he went to war, he lost contact with his relatives and never returned there again. Sashka's grandfather was an orphan, brought up by his aunt, and that is why he had no reason to return. Grandfather said that only witches and sorcerers lived in this village, they were very unsociable, and his fellow villagers tried to bypass those places. In addition, this village stood in an unclean place, either in the old cemetery, or as some other burial ground.
Veronica, who was not very interested in different paranormal places, just wanted to have a good time. The whole company left the city early in the morning, at seven o'clock, the car broke down on the way, so the guys arrived in the village around noon. It should be noted that the children of the village did not find the village on the map of the region, which is not surprising, because, as it turned out, there were only seven houses in the village, in which only old people lived. The whole friendly company traveled for a long time through the copses and fields until they got out onto a small hill. Below, under the hill, stretched a beautiful hollow. You could see scattered houses and barns, a few cows in the field, that is, the usual village landscape. Behind the village, about three hundred meters from it, one could see a broken gate, an abandoned churchyard, which was heavily overgrown with trees and bushes. Everyone was very happy that they finally found this place.
The company stopped for the night at a friendly grandmother, whom the guys told that they would stay only for a day and leave the next day. Grandmother said that, to her regret, she could not accommodate everyone in the house, because there simply wasn’t the required number of beds, and besides, her grandfather was sick, because if everyone sleeps in the house, they will only interfere. It was decided that Veronica and Olya would stay overnight in the house, and the guys agreed to sleep in a shed, in which there were a lot of bags with all sorts of things, straw and several chests of unknown purpose. From all this, the guys built their own beds. When before that the guys were driving a car down a hill, they noticed several fresh graves not far from the road. When they, already about to go in search of adventure, asked the hospitable hostess why dead people were not buried in the local churchyard, the grandmother just shook her head and quite seriously said that the local cemetery was not a good place and evil spirits had been playing tricks there for about ten years. already.
The fact is that in that cemetery one day they found a completely gray-haired young man of about twenty from the village nearby. He, shrinking, sat at one monument, inarticulately mumbling about something. Gone crazy. Some time after this incident, a strange fog began to rise regularly at this place, which spread around the district, terrible screams and voices were heard from the cemetery. After that, half of the villagers fled in all directions. After hearing Veronica felt somehow uneasy, but still, not wanting to show herself as faint of heart, she and the rest of the guys went towards the churchyard at dusk. The company took with them several devices for determining magnetic and radio emission, a couple of cameras and cameras for night shooting.
In order not to be bored at night, the guys took with them a few cans of beer for everyone. They got to the place without any incidents and settled down near the gate, placing the equipment. The place is certainly creepy and dull, only here nothing supernatural was observed. While the guys were setting up the cameras, it began to get dark and quickly darkened. A month appeared, the stars shone brightly, an idyll in one word. Only now something barely perceptibly pressed on a subconscious level of almost everyone in the company. The guys, having exchanged opinions about such a strange feeling, calmed down that it all just seemed to them, and nothing unusual or strange happened around at all. Nevertheless, after some half an hour, all the guys, like the girls, began to notice something was wrong ...
General incomprehensible sensations were described by Sergey, Sasha's brother. He noticed that it was very quiet around, unusually quiet even. Immediately, Veronica realized that it was not so clearly pressed on - an unnatural silence. Everyone else confirmed this as well. The fact is that, in fact, neither the wind nor the rustling of leaves was heard around, even the crickets, which at this time of the year do not stop from dusk and almost until morning, were silent. There were no natural sounds at all. The most curious thing is that the guys, having been at the cemetery for about two hours, did not notice the frightening silence before. Veronica and Olya were chilled, the guys were brave, trying not to show their fear. What happened next is hard to describe for everyone who was at that cemetery that very night, few of the guys remember what really happened, everything happened like in a dream.
Olya stood a little aside near the bags, she took out one beer. Veronica saw her friend rummaging in one of the bags, but she didn’t hear any sounds at all, and they should have been, because there were a lot of things in the bag, including a lot of beer cans, which should have at least knocked. Here Olya opens a can of beer with a characteristic sound, one of the guys turns his head at the sound and shouts ... Olya quickly rushed closer to everyone else and dropped the beer from her hands from what she saw. In the moonlight, some kind of shadow seemed to separate from one of the trees and float away somewhere to the side, not far from the guys huddled together, another shadow appeared, as if from thin air, which seemed to be intertwined from the darkness.
Veronica saw these shadows very clearly, her heart stopped for a few seconds, the girl broke into sweat and her mouth went dry. One by one, everyone, overtaking each other, ran to the houses, or rather, it is difficult to call it a run. Just now, the guys and girls were sitting at the gates of the old cemetery, and after a few moments they were already quite far from it. Despite the fact that Veronica was never distinguished by good physical fitness, she rushed ahead of everyone, jumping almost two-meter leaps, almost like a doe. The guys did not break into the house, but rushed to the barn, where the guys were supposed to spend the night. They locked the door, propped it up with everything they could get their hands on, and huddled together in a big pile against the wall opposite the door. Veronica began to recover a little, but her friend Olya frantically baptized herself, continuously repeating the words of a prayer. A few minutes later, all the already frightened guys heard weak jolts at the door. A few seconds later, quite strong blows followed and the door opened a little. As far as the moonlight could see, there was no one behind the door!
All the rest of the night something wandered around the shed, scratching at the door, knocking on the walls. Good thing the building was solid. So the guys spent the whole night, hugging each other, whimpering in fear and praying. Blows and other sounds made by those who are not visible ceased as if on command at the appearance of the first rays of the sun. The guys only a few hours later came to their senses. To the great regret of the guys, they had to return to the cemetery to pick up the equipment and cameras left there. Both cameras, to everyone's surprise, recorded absolutely nothing except for the general background, despite the fact that both Veronica and Olya were specially spinning in front of them. After this incident, Veronika never again bothered to offer to go somewhere and explore something abnormal, and Olya and Sasha, like everyone who was at that cemetery, ceased to be interested in such a pastime.
The House Where Evil Lives
A woman one day, going to her neighbors for tea, heard a terrible story, which will be described in this article. Her neighbors are a wonderful elderly couple who live happily and for a long time, only the husband and wife never had children. Their neighbor (to whom this story was told) is the one who often likes to drop by to visit them or chat over tea and sweets, or run to the store for something - almost like a granddaughter. Once this woman, at one of the almost traditional tea parties, decided to ask the couple why they did not have children, to which the elderly woman replied that it just happened, but after a while she nevertheless decided to tell a terrible and incredible story.
The fact is that when a man and this woman just got married, the young husband and wife inherited an old house, which was located on the outskirts of the city. The grandmother of the successful groom wrote a will a long time ago, according to which her house passes to her grandson when he marries. The grandmother herself was at that time in a psychiatric hospital, and there was no way to talk to her. It was only known that once she turned gray overnight and went crazy. Her house had been empty for many years, waiting for new owners. No one ever guessed what evil was hidden in him.
So the young couple began to equip a large wooden house (two-story), but something immediately went wrong. A variety of little things constantly interfered with the repair, it seemed that, having taken a step forward, the husband and wife had to take a few steps back. Damp almost immediately after pasting and new wallpaper covered with incomprehensible spots, the newly painted floor cracked, in some places the boards began to fail. With the health of the couple, some strange things also began to happen. The always strong and healthy man suddenly began to suffer from headaches in the evenings, while his wife lost the child after a while. Nevertheless, somehow, with the help of their parents, the young family completed the repairs, and the husband’s mother advised to invite the priest to consecrate their housing. From that moment the nightmare began.
When the priest entered the old, but with a fresh renovation, the house, everyone who was in the house at that moment had a ringing in their ears that it seemed as if their head would immediately split into pieces. From the side of the stairs, which is in the depths of the house, a very unpleasant smell went out, it is not clear where it came from. Immediately, a draft knocked out the windows in the front door, while the priest was injured by shrapnel. Batiushka quickly ran out into the street, a young couple jumped out after him. The priest advised the man and woman to leave the house immediately, but promised to think and consult with the church to help them.
Completely not understanding what was happening, the man and the woman went back into the house, which suddenly seemed somehow very quiet and began to clean up after the incomprehensible incidents that had happened. Recalling this, the elderly woman said that she still clearly remembers the strange feeling of someone's presence and that it was very quiet, as if before a storm. When she talked about this, it was clear from her own eyes that, despite the past years, after the story with the house, she was not at ease.
The married couple decided not to move anywhere from home, and there was nowhere else to go, and the man and the woman decided to put tenants in the house so that the young wife would not feel fear while her husband was at work. Only now all the tenants, not having lived even a few weeks, in a hurry packed their things and moved out of the house, without explaining the reasons for their escape. The man and woman were in despair from fear and ignorance. They had nowhere else to go, their parents lived in small apartments, and besides, it was no longer possible to sell the ill-fated house, because their housing was already infamous throughout the city.
One day, the same priest came to visit them, who did not succeed in consecrating the house. He did not come himself, but brought with him two more priests and asked the hosts for permission to perform a ritual to rid the house of evil. Of course, the young couple did not mind. A man with a woman at that time was waiting for the end of the ritual in a nearby park. About three hours later, the holy fathers came and said that the house was now in perfect order, they even looked surprised because while they were carrying out their ritual, evil in the house had not manifested itself even once in any way. In fact, it only seemed to them that they had rid the old house of evil ...
Further events began to develop at a crazy speed. One night, the young wife had a terrible dream in which she saw a thick black cobweb throughout the house and heard, as if in reality, an evil and chilling cry “GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!”. The next morning, her husband broke his leg, the chandelier that hung in the hall fell off and broke through the floor, the next day the old stove caught fire, and while neither man nor woman was at home, the entire kitchen with a veranda burned down. Every subsequent day, something strange and terrible began to happen, the incidents that occurred were completely inexplicable. The last straw was that on the fifth day after the ritual performed by the priests, the young wife felt a strong push on her shoulders and fell from the very top of the stairs. When she got to the hospital, after an examination, she was told that she had lost her child again and that she could never have children again.
After closing the evil old house, the young family rented a small room in the attic and moved into it. This quiet little closet seemed to them a paradise, in contrast to the big house in which evil lived. A few months later, the man learned that all three priests who performed the ritual in the old house were crushed during the construction of the church, which he told his wife about. Somewhat later, after digging through the old archives, the young wife found out that before her husband's grandmother lived in the house he inherited horrible man who was very rich, who did a lot of evil to people during his lifetime. When the police knocked on his house, this man locked himself in his office, shot himself and was buried outside the cemetery without a funeral service in the church, and after a while strange and terrible things began to happen in the house.
When the young man's grandmother began to live in the house, everything suddenly calmed down, only then the young woman could not find a mate for herself. Once a middle-aged officer wooed her, but the marriage did not last very long, the woman became a widow and raised a small child herself. All the tenants who settled in the house could not live in it for a long time, they constantly changed and ran away. And so it happened that the woman, left alone, gave her grown-up daughter in marriage and wrote a will in which she indicated that her grandson would inherit the house. The lonely woman really hoped that all the troubles associated with the house were over, but she was very wrong in her assumptions, and when something terrible and incomprehensible happened to her, and she went crazy, she could not explain and tell anything.
When the ominous structure was demolished, many people saw a black column of something similar to dust rising into the sky, birds in the nearby park broke down in flocks from the trees and flew away from the evil place. The old woman ended her story by saying that today a road passes on the site where their old house was, and it is on the site of the evil house that once stood that accidents often occur.
mystical story
It happened in the 90s. I came for the winter "vacation" to my grandmother in a small village in the Vladimir region.
A village of forty houses, some no longer inhabited, surrounded by a pine forest. I love this place! It seems that there is a "civilization"
and at the same time a completely different color. By the way, I spent the summer there with great pleasure. There were many unusual cases in those places, more than one story.
So, local guys (age from 17 to 21 years old) gathered, as usual on Friday, for a disco in a neighboring village.
Walk five kilometers to it along a country road. There were few cars, God forbid, one in an hour and a half. Winter, cold, naturally accepted, not much, for warming up. And who goes to the disco, and even in the cold, sober?!
There were five or six of them, plus me and plus another "summer resident", who also came for the "vacation". In the course of the campaign, we fell behind the crowd, we decided not to go to the club with them, but simply to take a walk without going far from the village. Let's chat, share news. Around the winter forest stands like a wall, almost night, silence, and a huge full moon shines in the back, so we see how the company of "hungry for entertainment" cheerfully disappeared around the bend in the road. But five minutes later, maybe a little more, we saw that the guys were running back at full speed and absolutely silently. Running past us, someone briefly threw - "Run into the light!" And we, already in full force, rushed towards the village, to the railway crossing. It was the only place brightly lit by electric lights.
lanterns. Having run into the circle of light, restoring their breath, nervously smoking and interrupting each other, the guys told what garbage, sorry, they just saw.
- “We turned around the corner, and then the “cop was born.” That is, everyone fell silent at once. more than a meter, in some kind of "sheet" worn like a raincoat. There is no head, and it seems that his knees are back, like a big dog standing on its hind legs and clumsily jumping forward. We froze in place, and this crap, galloping a little forward, she stopped and turned around at us. Then we saw that he had a head. It was just stretched forward on the neck, and we could only see his hunched shoulders from behind. By the way, she specified what color. I was told that the whites of the big eyes just flashed. We didn’t see hands or paws, but he was covered with hair, like a medium shaggy dog. The next second, the creature galloped to the other side of the road, while there were you can hear the touch of his "limbs"
asphalt and ice on it, and jumped into the snow, into the roadside bushes.
Here we played "death" and rushed back towards the village.
Thoughts about going to a disco disappeared from everyone at once. True, my friend offered to go see and figure out what it was.
- "Maybe someone decided to joke and put a sheet on the dog (probably on the circus, moving on its hind legs)".
But he was almost beaten by the nervous guys, and for a long time afterwards we still stood in the light of the lanterns, making assumptions about what they saw and heard, And, timidly looking around. After all, we still had to overcome the last hundred meters to the village in the dark, albeit moonlit, but still night.
This happened to me personally when I was 7 years old. I had a friend (later I will explain why I was), we lived with him in the same house, in the same entrance with a difference of one floor. Our families were also friends, sometimes they visit us, sometimes we visit them. My friend had a grandmother who lived with them, she is either an honored artist, or something like that, in short, she worked, and maybe also works in the theater, she was shown on television. She often invited me and my friend to performances, we went with pleasure. And so, when it came to go to school, I thought we would go to the same class, but it didn’t work out, my parents ordered otherwise. Our families somehow began to communicate less often, my friend began to try to smoke and be friends with another bad company, somehow we stopped talking, apparently, he was more interested there and all this was in the 1st grade.
Our apartment was not consecrated, it's different now. So, when our families stopped communicating completely, then one day the doorbell rang, the parents were at home, they opened it, there was this grandmother of his. I don’t know why she came and what they were talking about in the kitchen, but I remember that they went into the room, she went to the glass door and with her index finger from a distance of 20 centimeters began to point at the glass, and there was a stain left where she pointed and told her parents: "See what I can do." I became interested, but they told me to go to the room, then I don’t know what happened.
After that, every night I dreamed about her, and it was like in reality and everything happened in our apartment. My sister and I have a bunk bed, I slept upstairs and I dream that I sleep, turning to the wall, and just turn by chance on the other side, I see her, she stands, looks at me and smiles, her face is the same as in life, but so terrible, especially her sharp nose, yes, just like a witch, she is very similar to a witch in life, when I saw this, I immediately woke up. How could she even be at the level of the 2nd floor of the bed, she is much shorter in height, she did not set up a chair. I was very afraid, I didn’t tell anyone, it was even that in a dream I was sitting in a room with my sister during the day and she came in and started laughing when she saw me, my sister immediately hugged me, and I woke up again.
I will not forget how scared I was, how I woke up in horror. I didn't know what to do, it was almost every night. I began to notice that my parents began to quarrel. A few months later, my parents christened me, the nightmares partially disappeared, after my mother began to bless the house. Her godmother said something about the fact that you can’t live in an apartment that is not consecrated, you never know what happens. I will not write the details of the consecration. What is most interesting - it's all over. My mother began to take such church things more seriously. When I went to the second grade, I found out that this family moved in the summer.
10 years have passed, I was at home with dad, dad had some reason and he pretty much drank and went to bed, it was during the day, I got ready to go outside, go out, close the door, go down to the 1st floor opening and see her, she was going up up the stairs and when she saw me, she smiled and said hello. Then I remembered everything, everything flashed, it became uncomfortable, I answered her - hello, she asked: “Is dad at home?” To which I for some reason answered: “No”, because. he was drunk and asleep, she looked at me as if I had deceived her, she turned around displeased and left, I returned home, I didn’t want to go outside. I thought, why does she need a dad, why didn’t she ask about her mother, about her sister and in general so much time has passed, and she just came right now and it was to dad ... I didn’t say anything to dad. I didn’t see her again, and even more than 10 years had passed after that incident, only then I told my mother, she told me that she was connected with magic, and it was clear with what.
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A story that happened to me as a child killed the skeptic in me. Now, having heard another horror story, I do not consider it a bike.
I was 9 years old, I graduated from the third grade and had to go to a children's camp for the whole summer. But at that time, my mother could not get a ticket. At the family council, my parents decided that I would go to my grandparents in the village.
"Hero"
There I met local boys - Vovka, Petka and Seryoga. We were going to go to the river and grabbed fishing rods. The guys famously threw floats. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't. The guys just rolled with laughter at my attempts. “Here they are, city people! Petka said. - You still don't know how to swim. And pushed me into the water. And I really couldn't swim. I yelled and screamed, but somehow I managed to get ashore. And my friends all laughed. "Well, you're a coward! Seryoga said. - Squealed like a girl! “And I'm not a coward! Yes, in the city everyone in the yard is afraid of me! “Yeah, I found a brave one. Here you go, - says Seryoga, - into the house of the sorcerer. If you sit there for an hour and not scream, consider that you are not a coward. Is it going?
The guys told me that on the outskirts of the village there is an old, almost destroyed house. A local sorcerer used to live there. His ghost still lives there and sometimes howls. I did not believe it, because ghosts do not exist, and this story is a village horror story. Last year, in the pioneer camp, my comrades and I heard thousands of such stories. And they even went to an abandoned church, in which ghosts even supposedly lived, but they didn’t meet anyone there. So I enthusiastically volunteered to go to the witch's house.
We decided to go there when it was evening, so that it would be scarier.
house of the sorcerer
From a distance, I saw an old rickety house that looked more like a dugout. The glass was broken, the windows were boarded up, the door was kept on one hinge. Apple trees grew in the garden, hung with large beautiful apples. Vovka, Seryoga and Petka remained waiting by the fence, but I immediately climbed over the fence. “What, scared? And which one of us is a coward?" - I said and plucked an apple. Got into the house. Shined a flashlight - nothing out of the ordinary. Everything is old, abandoned, in the web. Some brooms and herbs hung on the wall. And suddenly I heard a chilling rumble. I turned around and saw that the stove door was ajar. The air from the trumpet passed through it in a draft, and therefore such a sound was formed. I chuckled and realized that this is what the locals perceive as howling ghosts. I saw that the boys were watching me through the window. And he decided to show his prowess.
He threw a bitten apple into the corner of the room. He ripped open the pillow, scattered the feathers. I got excited! I went into another room and saw a wall mirror. I decided to write an obscene "message" to the sorcerer on it, took out a felt-tip pen from my pocket. And then some unknown force pulled me to the mirror. I couldn't even move, like I was glued to it! Completely stopped thinking from horror. I wanted to scream, but it was as if someone had sealed my mouth. I felt as if I had been taken hard by the ear. Then the floor crunched under me, my feet lost their footing. I felt like I was falling into an abyss.
Consequences...
I woke up at home. It turned out that I fell under the floor and lost consciousness. My comrades heard the roar, got scared and ran for help. The adults pulled me out and carried me to my grandmother. Flew me then on the first number. For a long time I could not understand: the fact that I stuck to the mirror - did I dream it or was it really? And the ear probably hurts because it flew down and accidentally touched the boards. But all this did not particularly interest me, because now I am a local mountain - I was not afraid to go into the sorcerer's lair!
After this incident, for no reason at all, a checkmate began to slip through my word. I began to be rude and rude. The guys did not want to be friends with me. My grandmother fought my behavior as best she could. But there was little sense in my head, selective curses constantly sounded, the meanings of which I did not even know. They flew off the tongue on their own.
When I returned to the city, everything only intensified. In addition, it was as if something made me do nasty things. For example, I pull out a flower bed. Or I’ll draw textbooks. And I swear like a shoemaker. Mom and dad punished me and took me to the doctors - to no avail. I skipped studies. I taught everything, but as soon as I was called to the board, a void formed in my head. And he began to get sick often. Something happened to me once a month.
“You will have to try so that he forgives you”
With grief in half, I still graduated from the fourth grade. And in the summer I was again sent to my grandmother. Once I bathed until I was blue in the face and came down with bronchitis. Grandmother decided to take me to a healer - Aunt Lyuba. She looked at me and asked: “So it was you, the tomboy, who stayed with grandfather Yeremey last year?” At first I did not understand, but then it dawned on me. After all, the whole village knew about that incident in the sorcerer's house. “You shouldn’t have done it, my dear. Your grandfather's spirit is offended. And cursed you. It will get worse.”
Aunt Lyuba said that grandfather Yeremey lived in that house. Everyone considered him a sorcerer. Although they were afraid of him, they came for help. He didn't refuse anyone. But he also hobnobbed with dark forces, possessed an evil eye. He will not like anyone - everything, he is not a tenant. There were various rumors about Yeremey. Allegedly, he could turn into a black dog and scare people. Once a tractor driver Uncle Tolik met such a dog. He threw a stone at her and hit her in the eye. The next morning, grandfather Yeremey walked around with a bandage on his pelvis, and Uncle Tolik soon died.
Yeremey was dying hard: for a whole week he screamed and groaned so that the whole village could be heard. No one wanted to go to him, because everyone knew that before death, black sorcerers needed to transfer their power to someone. Then the peasants took pity on the grandfather and, according to the old belief, made a hole in the roof so that his soul would quickly depart to another world. But even after his death, the locals did not pass near his house.
I was frightened, burst into tears, and told Aunt Lyuba everything I had done in the sorcerer's house. She sat me on the threshold, lit a candle and began to whisper. “You offended Yeremey greatly, killer whale. You'll have to try to get him to forgive you." The sorceress told what needs to be done to remove the curse. She forbade talking about the details of the rites. I'll just tell you briefly what my grandmother and I did. First, they found the grave of the sorcerer. Grandfather Yeremey was buried behind the fence of the village cemetery, like a black witcher. They did everything there, as ordered by Aunt Lyuba. Then we went to the sorcerer's house. There was another ceremony.
Chased out the "settler"
The most amazing thing is that after the rites I recovered dramatically. The voice stopped ringing in my head
ordered me to swear and do all sorts of nasty things. But I felt tired and broken, as if a part of me had been pulled out. As Aunt Lyuba explained, the soul of Yeremey got into me and ordered me to do what she wants. And since we drove away the “settler” with rituals, then my state of health is appropriate, but it will soon pass.
Now, remembering this story, I still cannot believe that it happened to me. And no matter who I tell it to, everyone just grins: mod, well, I have a fantasy. But what was, was. Since then, I have always respected everything related to magic and mysticism.
Dmitry Sychin. 40 years
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Wherever Karnyshikha appeared, in the village shop or near the well, people fell silent and tried to retreat. Small, bent at the waist, when she quietly walked down the street with a cane, the street was empty, oncoming people tried to go into the first yard that came across. The boys said that when they met her on the street, they amused themselves by showing figurines in their pockets. She swore and tried to hit him on the back of the head. I never made a mistake when I just passed by with my hands in my pocket in silence. I have never heard of anyone going to her for some kind of witchcraft business. They told a lot about her, I think that there were many tales about her, but no one doubted that she was a witch. She was always gloomy and unfriendly, she had such unpleasant eyes, she glared at her and seemed to see right through everyone.
History prompted me to tell a story about my neighbor, who harmed us in every possible way.
Our neighbor was a witch, although I can’t say for sure, I don’t know, but I’m one hundred percent sure that her energy was strong and her eyes were black. The gardens of my parents always came into contact with her garden, the fence between the houses was flimsy. I won’t say that her parents were friends with her, but they communicated well.
So, with this neighbor, and she lived herself, everything grew by leaps and bounds, blossomed, multiplied, and no matter how hard my mother and father worked, everything went awry for them. Then the neighbor found a roommate, her life did not work out with him, she sold the household and went to live with her nephew. She didn’t succeed there either, and she returned home.
