The death of a witch is not the end of her life, but just reincarnation. The soul, possessed by dark forces, continues its existence after the death of the physical body. After death, she continues to influence the world of the living, until she finds a new body for life. Is it worth in any way to influence the dead who sold his soul to the Devil?
There are thousands of stories and legends about daredevils who were not afraid to contact the dead. How true these stories are is not for me to decide.
Scary tale. Eyewitness account of Catherine
A grandmother lived in our village. Hunched over, sickly looking, but cute on the outside. She appeared in public very rarely, and always walked slowly, leaning on a stick. But her neighbors said that at home, when she thought that no one saw her, she chopped wood for several hours, dragged heavy boxes, and worked in the garden in the heat.
My grandmother lived as a hermit, she did not communicate with the inhabitants of the village, and people always tried to bypass her house. We greeted and moved on quickly. Every inhabitant of our village knew that you shouldn't mess with a witch.
It was in the eighties, in Soviet times. Neighbors said that cars came to my grandmother at night. There were also black Volga, which means that serious people also visited her. Everyone guessed that they came to the grandmother for advice, to remove or spoil, to make a love spell and for other dark deeds. During the day, no one came to her, only in the dark. The locals did not go to her: fear of the dark forces was stronger than the desire to get help.
We are all mortal, one day death came to the old witch. My grandmother had no relatives, they buried her on the edge of the rural cemetery on collective farm money, without a funeral service and commemoration. The old house of the witch began to overgrow with weeds and come to desolation. But even after the death of the witch, no one risked approaching this house. But three curious guys remembered about the house, among whom was my fifteen-year-old son Vadim. The guys decided that money should be hidden in the witch's house, because she did not provide services for free to clients on the black Volga. Since nobody needs the house, and it is nobody's, then getting into it is not theft, the guys decided.
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Having taken a hundred square meters on their chest for courage, the teenagers went to work in the middle of the night. The inside of the house was as poor as it was outside. The guys wandered around the house for a long time in search of money and jewelry, but they found only a box with human bones. Seeing this, the guys got scared and ran away from the house.
Within one month, two of them died (the first drowned in the lake, and the second fell from a tree and crashed to death). The latter, my son Vadim, when he realized that the same fate awaited him, decided to tell me everything. He also said that every night he had terrible nightmares in which a dead witch, then eats him, then a covenant to his own world. He warned them not to climb into this house, or even better, to burn it to hell. I did not have time to go with my son to the priest, so that he could help, the next morning Vadim was hit by a motorcycle.
After Vadim's funeral, the witch's house was not burned, they were afraid. The old, dilapidated, weedy witch house is still standing. Everyone bypasses him.