Doomed
752 Words
Well, I never believed in black magic stuff until I myself suffered unnecessarily for as many times as I was caught on by the witch next door. I for one was just A Lil Kid anyway, I whenever was in her lap it was always under supervision mostly, But this witch was the real deal. What would've happened to me; You Might have Heard that ‘Somewhere someone is taking care of all little Babies’. But my father literally wasn't ever a kid in his life, He’s seen the most hardships & Suffering all his life as he lost his parents at a very small age. He stayed around and not just the witch next door, But almost the whole damn town made feel like people secretly envious of everyone's happiness, People from my previous town never talked to anyone like they're ever pleased to see the other one happy, they’d just be busy backstabbing And talking evil, Priming people to bad deeds for one that let happen good things around him.
Unbelievably, the things that happened around us there were never ever in our favor. My dad's always been a really hardworking person who worked a lot for his early business with his elder brother, established the whole business to a different level, But unfortunately a year after I was born, My father got ripped off of the business he established from the ground with his hard work of almost 20 years in it, division of the brothers got nothing much to my parents, but my father couldn't say a word to his elder brother and quietly started to work with a new business.
Somehow, it was okay to get the division as eventually everything happens for the good. My family wasn't living with the witchy aunt anymore and I, As just a toddler of one year wasn't growing on a witch's lap. But uncertainties never backed off from bothering my parents. He struggled a lot with that new business, But there was an unpredictable hex to the growth of it, Even with enough of the hard work. My mother always was concerned as to reach out to many busters of Sorcery empiricism And Black Magic Exorcists. As my father never had believed that her loving cognate keeps on trying witchy practices on him; He never allowed my mother to prayers of exorcism. But as I grew old by time, many unusual incidents occurred and I saw them happen. My dad's barely been happy, as he lost his 5 elder brothers to unexpected deaths. My mother keeps following measures of exorcism and the next door sorceress mostly trying to hex him off to a miserable & hassled life, And even with our business that my dad was a sole owner to, That Business hasn't ever shown economic growth, But just those little failures such as, experienced workers of our business were called up with greed of more salary, and many huge downfalls and outbreaks that made him feel like giving up, Every time. But he’s never off his grind.
My father wasn't a man who gives up, He's always been a man with strong integrity and diligence, but it's obvious to get sick of life when all you're going to have to do is struggle & face troubles that are super natural, evil and to deal with an unending curse that took his whole life to struggling. My father made plans to leave the town and then one fine day we moved out but the curse hasn't left my father yet.
Now, all that matters is our own belief regarding everything, somewhere in our body exists a holy spirit to fight with these devils around you. If only you keep your holy spirit strong enough not to believe in all the blunder you're going through, your life will be living heaven if you concentrate much into your goals than blaming these bad spirits for your loss, it would only make the evil spirit conquer over your holy spirit and it would make you weaker. All you have to do is keep your breath of life full of joy and harmony, Always keep in mind that when you let that charm in your face fade away, evil powers will try to erase the presence of god in you and try to control your emotions. So just have gratitude to assess joy in every little thing to never let that bliss get apart of you.
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