I could go on and on about the proofs I have of a dark witch who cursed me around 13 years ago, but it would take too long to explain. She was my next door neighbor and very attracted to me, and although I declined many times to come to her apartment because I knew her motives, I did not know how far she would go.
It's hard to explain, but one day I did agree to come into her apartment, because I met a different female at our pool party whom I was attracted to, and she ended up being this woman's friend. When I was in her apartment she tried to drug me through my drink, and I was fortunate enough to pick up on the effects and leaving, finally going to the ER afterwards, but whatever she drugged me with could not be picked up by a basic drug test that the ER had access to.
I was so angry at her that I threatened her many times as soon as I get my evidence I will have her arrested, and then the cat came out of the bag so to speak. Many other men I became acquainted with told me she's a dark witch, who constantly tries to use her knowledge in that realm to get men. Well, I shared a wall with this woman, both our apartments were side by side, and after the drug attempt ordeal I not only told her I'll try to prosecute her, but I also made everyone in our complex aware of the attempted drugging.
Fast forward to her inviting some other older woman into her home once, and one night I was sure she was doing spell work as the lighting of candles was the only thing coming out from one of her windows, while that other older woman was there with her. A week later I see a strange brown bag up against the exterior wall of my apartment, to which at first I paid it no mind. 3 days later the bag is still there and I grow suspicious, open it and see what looked like a huge glass pickle jar of sorts, with a bunch of murky liquid with unrecognizable contents inside. I immediately suspected that this was no mere coincidence and marched the jar strait to this woman's front door, knocking on her door to demand to know what she placed against my apartment wall. She acted like she didn't know what it was and wanted to see it closer, took it out of my hands and ran back into her apartment and locked the door. Moments later she came out fully clothed with the jar in a new bag, as she ran to her car with it to leave the apartment complex. All the while acting cool and telling me I'm crazy. I knew she tried to cast something, and now I was kicking myself for not simply taking it and burning the contents myself. After all, I had no clue on root work at the time.
I also remembered that in apartment community gatherings, she always took pictures of every one, and definitely had me in photos she had possession of. That along with coming home a few times from work and noticing things were not how I left them, sure that someone was in my apartment while i was gone. Pants / Slacks from a suit were missing in my closet, and I could never prove how that happened. I finally moved out realizing she was trying to curse me, and even then 13 years ago I decided to get into a little bit of root work to uncross myself.
I followed the bath rituals and candle work as best I could, thinking it was all behind me. Boy was I wrong. My entire life since then has been complete chaos, and all throughout these 13 years I mentally blocked her out of memory, when things got horribly wrong my gut told me it's say too strange of circumstances to not involve her. I also woke up many times seeing footprints in my carpet right next to my bed, to be footsteps of what would be a small animal or rooster, still, I tried to ignore it thinking I may be looking too much into things.
3 years ago I got into a horrible breakup with someone I loved, and I woke up one morning with a strange feeling that this, along with many other issues going so wrong in life, had to be the remnants of what happened 10 years prior with this dark witch. I looked her up 10 years later to see where she lived, and fearlessly got into my car to go confront her, warning her that she either show me where she buried what she buried of mine to dispel the hex, or I will seek someone more powerful than her to take care of it.
So guess what happens when I arrive at the new address listed of her? A different young woman answers the door with a baby in hand, saying that she just moved in and that the previous tenant who's identity indeed IS the dark witch, not only no longer lives there, but she died. I was like "she DIED?" She was only in her mid 40's at that time? The young lady said she didn't know and she seemed very normal and friendly, and I had no reason not to believe her. So I left and thanked her, getting back into my car "believing" that the dark witch passed away, and thus all her curses towards men must have been already extinguished. Another wrong assumption on my part.
Fast forward to today, 3 years later from that visit to the young woman who told me the dark witch died, and my life has been worse in the last 3 years, than the 10 years prior to them. I lost everything. I almost died from a battle getting off ill prescribed heart medications, through that struggle I lost all my savings, got evicted, and barely hanging on right now. Having lived in an extended stay hotel for the last 6 months I've been trying to get my health back to normal, and trying to hold a normal job, both of which seem like are constantly an uphill battle, just so much bad luck. And whatever is going on seems like it's building momentum to try and destroy me, sucking out my will and my motivation to fight it.
Only 2 nights ago is when this story turns a plot twist. I went to sleep for once with some sort of hope trying to rebuild, and seeing a certain light at the end of this tunnel. For the first time in years, after lighting some incense, I went to sleep before midnight peacefully, only to be abruptly awoken at around 4AM by you won't even believe what. The portable clothes hanger thing at the corner of the hotel room, which was standing upright and holding a bunch of hung up clothes, mysteriously crashed on to the floor at 4AM, leaving all my clothes strewn on the floor and almost damaging other things in the room. I immediately woke up to this crash and boom, looked at the mess, and immediately felt there was a presence in the room that did it, very unhappy with any hope I had in me when I went to sleep and lit the incense previously in the night. Right then I got an almost overwhelming feeling, that despite the fact I have not though of this dark witch since I was told she died 3 years ago, that this was related to her.
As the morning hours past, I listened to my gut and wanted to research any obituary on this dark witch, to see any PROOF that she died. Guess what? She DIDN'T. I managed to track down her cell phone, called it from an unrecognizable number, and she picked up identifying herself, to which I said "sorry wrong number". I got chills, because it meant whomever the young lady at the door 3 years prior was, either lied to me, or who knows what. For all I know that young lady could have alerted the dark witch, who was merely renting out the house and told the tenant that if anyone comes by and asks about her, to tell them she's dead.
What I am dealing with here is definitely demonic or evil spirit in nature. This is not simply a psychic attack because psychic attacks don't make furniture in the room fall over on their own at 4AM, nor do them make footprints at the side of the bed. I was going to do what I planned to do 3 years ago, which is go to her and give her the ultimatum of either removing the spell, showing me where to dig up the contents, or I will go to someone stronger, and as well, make a mirror box spell towards her. I need help to understand, if you do something to reverse a spell or send it back to the originator, if you go and tell them what you've done or what you're going to do, will that strengthen their curse or weaken it? Should I just not tell her I know she's alive and continue the process of removing this without giving her the option to remove it? Also, should I go at this alone? Or am I facing something that after 13 years, has too much momentum against me? Will an uncrossing and mirror box spell not be enough? Please advise. Whatever she conjured against me, is trying to slowly kill me in stealth mode, and I just angered it the other night, is what it feels like, I'm not even kidding.