The incident I brought up today is related to black magic. We can learn about the horrors of black magic from this incident. The incident happened to one of my future mothers-in-law and her eldest son. So I am writing the incident in the description of the victim.
The incident started about 30 years ago. Our residence is in Gulshan 2 area. We are two brothers and two sisters, and my father has a lot of property. I was fond of everyone since I was little. Dad suddenly gave me my marriage to a rickshaw puller from a poor house. I don't know why my father did this. After marriage I became a mother of 3 children. The eldest son also grew up. Even then I live in Gulshan in a rented house. My father died, and my mother died in an unusual way. After my eldest son gave SSC, I went to my elder brother's house. Big brother organized huge. There were a few people there wearing red clothes. He took my eldest son Sumon to a separate room to eat khichuri on a separate plate and let him eat alone. The water also separated, I did not understand what was going to happen then. After eating from there, I went to the village that night for once, then Sumon's father was the driver of the bus. At that time he did not stay at home at night, I lived alone with 3 sons and daughters. Sumon has been behaving abnormally since she came from there that night. Speaks alone. I keep my surroundings clean all the time, sweep the yard in the afternoon and then go home, and still hear the sound of sweeping the yard at night. A little away from home is a mosque and on one side there is a pond, crop land, and on one side there are some big and mango trees. I was lying on the fire burning hurricane because there was no current in the house then. As such, my sleep was much less and I could not sleep at night. Suddenly I heard a knock on the window. The windows were broken. I looked through the hole and saw a huge tall man in white. Long beard, wearing white jubba. He said open the door, I was silent and again he said open the door. Later, I increased the light of the hurricane, and kept reciting prayers in my mind, after a while it went away. Sumon's father actually told him that he would never open the door. Sometimes there were a lot of problems so I moved to another place from there, bought a place and bought a house.
Another trouble to come here. Where the house is a lot of bamboo bushes, and on the other side of the cemetery. And on the west side of the house is a big gab tree. Sumon's father does not stay at home at night. I was sleeping like that one night, suddenly it seemed as if someone was holding my throat, I was sleeping alone in the room when the house was dark. There are a lot of hairs on her body, her nails are dry, and she is small in size. I was praying loudly. Sumon also speaks alone, does not take a bath, as if it has happened, then I go to a fakir, he says Sumon has been disbelieved, he could not say who did.
To be continued.. Be sure to let us know what you think.
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