Voodoo Magic

Here is a voodoo experience that was sent to me by my friend Chris in New York (edited by me):

"A high school buddy of mine at that time had a cousin, They were Hatian. His cousin had a huge falling out with his ex-girlfriend. A few weekslater, he recieves a package. No return Adddress. Opens it... NOTHING inside, he doesnt think anything of it. A few days later the cousin becomes more and more depressed, quiet, stays in his room, stops eating, and is acting strange.
One night around 2 am, he starts screaming and yelling and making strange sounds. My bud's parents bust into his room and he's on the floor naked, his body is contorted, moving around on the floor like a snake. His eyes rolled into the back of his head. My bud's father tries to hold him, but the cousin is way too strong and my bud's father is a big guy. The room starts getting really hot, and the father tells everyone to get out of room. He closes it, locking the cousin in, who is screaming more and poudning on the ground etc...My bud's father call's his brother who has ties to a 'witch doctor priest dude'. He gets there with the brother about 40 mins later. He opens the bedroom, and the room is smashed to pieces, with holes in the wall and floor etc...The cousin is nowhere to be seen. They walk in, and he comes out from under bed spasing and shrieking, snapping his teeth etc...They hold him down, and the priest guy takes out a small bottle of white liquid, opens it and pours it on his forehead then presses some kind of mendalion onhis forhead. He starts chanting, and 10 mins later everything calms down: the room cools dow, cousin's eyes roll back down, and he remembers nothing. Apparently that envelope that arrrived had a spirit inside and was sent to hurt the cousin (obviosuly it must've been from the ex-girlfriend who went to aPriest to have it done). Two nights later, the cousin said he was sleeping and around the sametime, at 2 am he wakes up to see some entity standing at the foot of his bed, no clear face but a shape. He opens his eyes wider its gone."

My first strange experience

Over the years, I have had quite a few experiences, but the earliest I remember was one that I had when I was about 6 or 7 years old. At that time we lived in the southeast side of Portland, Or. (where I was born), and stayed in a two story town house. I remember that the townhouse was large, and was shared by my mother, my aunt, my older brother, and myself. I had a lot of good times there, but I also remember being deathly afraid at times, especially when I was on the second floor. I had a lot of nightmares too when I was young, most of them taking place on that second level and involving the appearance of some type of ghost or spirit. Well, I guess it should have made sense to me later on when I experienced something strange on that upstairs floor.

I was upstairs in the room my brother and I shared, watching television. I had stayed home that day because I was sick and turned on the tube to pass the time. I don't remember how long I had been sitting there watching TV, but as some point, I heard my name being called:

"Alex, Alex".

It sounded like my aunt's voice, so I responded with a "yes?" However, there was no answer. I waited for a second and called her name, but still there was no answer. I got up to see where she was, going from room to room upstairs, but I did not see her. I decided to go downstairs and find out what she wanted. But when I got downstairs I only found my mom, who was cooking in the kitchen. I looked around puzzled, wondering if maybe my aunt had gone to the bathroom or stepped outside for a moment. When my mother saw me looking around confused, she asked me what was wrong. I told her that nothing was wrong, just that I heard my aunt calling me and and I wanted to find out what she needed. My mother stopped what she was doing and looked at me for a moment. She asked me if I had heard someone calling my name, and I said "yes". She told me that my aunt was still at work and wouldn't be home until later this afternoon, she (my mom) didn't call me, and we were the only ones in the house. I remember being surprised, and I told her that I had heard her voice calling me. At that point she asked me if I responded to the voice, and I told her that I did. She told me that if I ever hear anyone calling my name when no one was around, never to answer. Ever. I was confused, and I asked her "why?", but she just told me to follow her instructions. I really didn't think much of it at that time, just that it was a little weird, and I went back to watching TV.

Later on, as I grew older, I immersed myself in the strange and supernatural. It was always interesting to me, and my knowledge on the subject grew. I also began seeking answers to certain things that I had experienced, that I could not explain. I thought back on this particular event...Could it have been a delusion? Was it just me imagining things? Well, I wasn't asleep, that is certain. I wasn't sick enough to be in a delusional state as it was only a cold that I had. I did however, hear (in my research) that spirits may call out to someone, in hopes of contacting or reaching them. I also heard that if the person answers that spirit it could create a type of "bridge", leading the spirit to that person. Although this doesn't mean that a "spirit" tried to contact me, it would definitely explain why my mother gave me the advice that she did. Being a little superstitious, I suppose that she believed in this (at least a little) and was hoping to keep me safe from any unknown forces, even though she probably doesn't remember this event now. I, however, have never forgotten it, and still remember it very clearly.

What are we here for?

Thats not a rhetorical or theoretical question, but really, "what are we here for...at this blog?"

Well, I'm glad you asked.

We (meaning you and I) are here, because we both share a passion or interest in strange events, the supernatural, the occult, etc, etc... Ever since I was young(er), I can remember being entertained by fictional and factual (supposedly) tales of the strange occurences. UFO's, monsters, ghosts, they all intrigued and scared me, which was definitely part of the fun. As I grew older, I continued reading and watching movies about unknown, and my fascination became a passion. But in any event, I can't go around chasing UFO's or ghosts, so I decided to share some stories that I have of my own personal experiences, as well as those of friends and family. Some will seem to be very strange and others, not so much. But I hope they are enjoyed by all who read them, as much as I enjoy writing about them.

Alex