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My mother’s desperation led her to seek help from a witch, a decision that would cast a shadow over our lives for years to come. My father was an abusive man, his cruelty a constant presence in our home. Driven to the brink by his torment, my mother turned to the witch in the hope of finding a solution. The witch promised to cure my father, but only on one condition: she needed to perform a ritual on me.

Blinded by desperation, my mother believed the witch’s lies and brought me to her. During the ritual, the witch cast a dark spell over me, a spell designed to steal gifts my mother was unaware I possessed. Instead of bringing relief, the witch’s intervention plunged our lives into deeper chaos. My father’s behavior grew worse, his cruelty more demonic with each passing day. My mother, too, began to change, becoming a mirror of my father’s malevolence.

Life became a living hell. Abuse and torment were our daily reality. Eventually, my mother divorced my father when I was 26, but the damage had already been done. The true effects of the curse began to manifest when I turned 27. My life spiraled into darkness: I endured a painful divorce, multiple car accidents, and a constant barrage of demonic visions and voices. Bad luck plagued me, finding a job seemed impossible, and I was trapped in a cycle of suffering and abuse.

In a desperate attempt to find peace, I turned to psychedelics. During these altered states, I experienced moments of clarity and respite from the curse. It was a temporary escape, but it showed me that breaking free was possible. One day, a woman who bore an uncanny resemblance to my mother approached me. She introduced herself as a witch and expressed a desire to be part of my family and a mother figure to my children. Lonely and yearning for maternal affection, I accepted her into my life.

It wasn’t long before I discovered the truth: this witch was the same one who had cursed my mother and me. She had returned because my use of psychedelics was weakening the curse. Terrified and desperate to rid myself of this darkness once and for all, I sought answers. My quest led me to the Catholic Church, where I confessed my sins and sought deliverance.

A month after my confession, an angel appeared to me. This divine encounter set me free from the curse that had plagued my life. In that moment, I realized the profound truth: Jesus Christ is the only God who loves us unconditionally and protects us from the devil and his minions. Through the Catholic Church, founded by Jesus Himself, I found the path to true freedom and salvation.

The Catholic Church teaches us to follow the seven sacraments, the channels of grace that protect us from evil. Anyone who denies the Church denies the teachings of God. The Bible instructs us to embrace these sacraments, which are offered solely through the Catholic faith.

Conclusion

My story is a testament to the power of faith and the importance of seeking deliverance through the Catholic Church. It is a journey from darkness to light, from bondage to freedom. If you find yourself ensnared by forces beyond your understanding, know that the path to liberation lies in the sacraments and teachings of the Catholic Church. Embrace the love of Jesus Christ, for He is the true source of protection and peace in this world.