This Isn’t How I Normally Write

But I have to write.

Photo by Etienne Girardet on Unsplash.

This piece is NOT fiction, and please don’t read ahead if you get triggered by a person talking about black magic. Also, it’s very rushed and poorly edited… the idea is more for me to clear my head than anything else.

Someone just tortured-chicken voodoed my grandparents. I don’t know the official terms, because we try to steer VERY clear of black magic, even though we know it exists. And we know it works.

My paternal grandfather had a heart attack when I was about eight. We called someone in, and he found the voodoo-thingy text in our house. It was the same time when my grandmother was keeping up with a shady “religious lady” who had an uncanny knowledge of things she couldn’t possibly have known. Mind-reader, occultist, I don’t know, but this is for sure: She had powers she probably shouldn’t have, and my grandfather got hurt at about the same time.

I almost lost my grandfather at that time, and now it’s happening again.

This time, it’s my maternal grandfather. And it’s not a shady outsider, it’s his brother’s widow. The one who wanted him to marry her sister, all the way back in the day (A lot to take in, but bear with me). It’s a simple enough inheritance dispute: divvy up the ancestral properties, give everybody their share, and call it a day, no?

Apparently they have other ideas. Obviously, we have no proof yet, but she ordered a live chicken earlier in the day, and the next morning, there was a dead, tortured chicken at my maternal grandfather’s gate (My grandfather and his brothers share a house; the widow naturally lives in the same house). I’m sparing you the details; I don’t have all of them myself. If you know me, I love chickens. I’ve raised them since I was three. Hearing about some heartless brute torturing one out of a stupid sense of jealousy or greed… it’s why I’m writing this piece in such a frenzy. The very idea tortures my mind.

Anywho, so we consulted Gemini, because where does a decent family get intel about voodoo stuff? Apparently it’s a common practice to hurt the victim family’s prospects. I don’t know what to think. Tomorrow, my grandfather’s calling in an expert to help them find other signs of black magic and stuff; get the house checked out, so to speak.

Obviously, true prayers are WAY more powerful than this occult stuff; my paternal grandfather got out of it too, thank God. But the chicken got hurt; that’s no joke, either.

So please, if you’re reading this, we need all the prayers you can spare. And an extra prayer that the people who did this to the poor bird never get a chance to hurt anyone — or anything — ever again.

I can’t imagine how sick you have to be to hurt an animal to satisfy your own stupid jealousies.