Voodoo – A true story
Caution – Voodoo!
The Voodoo is a religion, and also a black magic, everyone has heard about.
To learn more about the origins of Voodoo, please read our special article on that subject.
For now, we offer you a true horror and mystery story, truly happened somewhere in Las Vegas (USA), not so long ago.
This story was taken from a book of Natalia Stepanova- a famous witch well known and respected in Russia.
“Elsa G. writes to you from America.I want to tell you about a case which greatly impressed me. Next to me, a house was sold to a couple. Jack and Spetti, my new neighbors made on me a good impression, and we became fast friends with them. Once Spetti and Jack dined with us. After dinner, the men were engaged in their conversation, and I have invited Spetti into my garden to show her a new variety of orchids. Looking Spetti, I noticed that she was very upset. I asked her what was wrong and if I could do something to help.
Here Spetti told me that she had serious problems with the mother of her husband. Rich and cantankerous mother-in-law absolutely could not tolerate Spetti, she poisoned her life in every way. Not later than this morning Spetti overheard her husband and his mother, raising up a parallel phone. Mother-in-law convinced her son that he should divorce his wife as long as they have not got children, threatened to change the will if her son does not listen.She said she will come on Wednesday to tell Spetti everything she deems necessary, and will do everything to end this stupid marriage.
I listened carefully Spetti and asked what she was thinking to do.Maybe she should go somewhere that Wednesday, away from sin, to avoid conflict. But Spetti replied that she will not allow to insult herself and will be able to stand up for herself and her love. Departing from us, Spetti invited me to lunch with her husband on Wednesday. “But on Wednesday will come my parents,” – said Jack. “That’s good, let acquainted” – said Spetti.
Jack was silent, and it was unclear whether he approved this invitation. I decided that Spetti invited us in the hope that her mother in law will hesitate to commit the scandal in front of strangers. Assess its cunning move, I decided to support my neighbor with our presence. As also I know the hard way what a foolish mother in law. On Wednesday, Jack’s mother appeared on the luxury car. In her 56, she looked on 30. Was it a merit of plastic surgery or completely carefree life, I do not know.
But the fact that she looked great was undeniable. She had behaved as if Spetti was not at all in the house. I was felt sorry about Spetti, I saw how she tried her best to please her mother in law. The table was laden with delicious snacks. Spetti, despite his depression, looked very cute. It was clear that she wanted to please her mother in law in every way.During the evening, I have never seen her mother in law looking at Spetti or even just talking to her. On the contrary, she defiantly pretended not to hear what her daughter in law was saying. She made no scandal, probably, considering our presence.
Finally, she announced that she was going home. Everyone began to leave. Spetti said, referring to the mother-in-law: “Come again, we will be very happy.” Without turning her head, her mother in law said: “As long as you’re in this house, I will never put my feet inside.”
It was scary to look Spetti. – She became whiter than white after the departure of the guests, I tried to comfort Spetti. But it seemed that she did not even hear my words. It was obvious how much she was tormented. My husband and I went home, and I had a nagging feeling. The next day I called Spetti, to make sure she’s okay.The phone does not answer. Later,I saw the outgoing car that stopped in front of their home.
Spetti brought with her a large box. I tried calling again to see how she felt, but she did not take the phone.
Concerned, I went to them. The door was open and I went in. Passing through the hallway, I went to the sounds of the kitchen and I was stunned by what I saw. On the table was a cake representing Spetti’s mother-in-law.
Where we live, as elsewhere, there are pastry shops, where they cook to order all kinds of cakes. I saw all sorts of cakes, but the one that was on the table at my neighbor, I was just amazed. It was a miniature of Elizabeth, apparently made by her photos.
Pink dress of cream, hat and even gloves on her hands – it was a masterpiece, and the incredible similarity with the original amazed me. Spetti was holding a knife, apparently preparing to cut a piece of the unusual cake. Seeing me, she was confused for a moment, but then pulled herself together.
“You want to try the cake?” – She asked me, but her tone, I realized that I was not quite in time and out of place.
“I’m worried about you, – I said – and you did not take the phone all day, and I thought something had happened.“One question revolved in my head, which I have not dared to ask her. Why she took to order a cake with a figure – a copy of the hated mother-in-law? If it was on the contrary, say, the birthday of his beloved mother-in-law or other celebration. But again, it is unlikely that it would be fun to see someone as your guests cut your image into pieces and then eat it. While I was in my reasoning, Spetti, with obvious pleasure, shredded Elizabeth . By cutting off the head with a coquettish hat, she ate it first.
I do not know why, but I did not eat this cake, saying that because of overweight and want to lose weight. Spetti did not try to persuade me. Piece by piece, the cake disappeared in Spetti’s mouth, and I could no longer look at it. I had a feeling that Spetti is cannibal and had just eaten her mother in law. Finding an excuse, I went home. In the evening, my husband said that he learned
from our neighbor that his mother was crushed. He said that the car brakes failed and the car skidded. Elizabeth’s head has exploded, and the view was terrible. After hearing this, I felt sick. Before my eyes was a picture – Spetti, chewing head of Elizabeth. During next few days I was silent, tormented by bad thoughts.I saw a film about the Africans who own voodoo. The film provided examples and evidence of experiments. And I absolutely believe that the desire and ability can kill a person in many ways, without seeing, and without communicating with him.
I have all your books, and I’m glad that you teach people how to defend themselves from voodoo. I tried to call you but could not reach you.Unable to withstand the doubts, I went to Spetti and told her that I believe the death of Elizabeth was associated with a cake, which Spetti ate in front of me. Saying all that, I hoped in my heart that Spetti will convince me otherwise. But instead, my neighbor said she did intentionally killed her mother-in-law so she does not interfere with her life. And he warned me that if I’m talking about it, then the same measures will be adopted to me .
Departing from her, I realized that we would never be able to be friends as before. “It” will always stand between us.
That night I told everything to my husband, but he did not support me, saying that it’s not our business. In the morning, the doorbell rang. I thought it was my husband back, forgetting something. But it was Spetti. She did not enter the house, telling me through the door: “I know that you all told to your husband. I do not want you smashed it across the quarter. I send you and your husband after Elizabeth. “
With that, she turned and walked away. I was very scared. Going to the police – silly there will say that I’m crazy. My husband, I will not call him, he’ll just get mad. I decided to write you. I beg you, as soon as you receive my letter, call me on the phone. Your call, I’ll pay it. Help me, I’m very afraid of my neighbor. “
Then there were her signature, date and telephone number.
After receiving the letter, I immediately called in Las Vegas. To my regret, I learned that Elsa G. died on that day, the date of which I stood in her letter. According to the “accidental” coincidence, on the same day in a car crash has perished her husband.Upon learning of the death of his wife, he apparently exceeded the speed, hurrying home – so, anyway, said his father, who was on the phone in their house at the time, when I phoned them.
Source: Books of Magic (Stepanova)