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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…
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A long time ago, when I was a child, I had no idea that witches existed in real life. I spent my entire childhood with a very abusive father who would worship a Buddha statue. As a child, I was confused about why my dad loved his Buddha statue so much, calling it his “good
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