Monday, December 2, 2024

The moment I first got hexed

 It’s was unclear to me for a long time, how Evil E could get to me to initiate the hex. As far as I am aware, I never encountered him, in person. I don’t know if I told anyone this before but when I was living at my old house in San Pacifico on Halsing Ct, I started receiving visits from these individuals posing as solicitors or more so, “survey takers.” I have dealt with the census takers and maybe some other type of survey once before. But this was different. They came to my house three times total. Stephen had told me repeatedly to never open the door for strangers and for some reason, this time, I didn’t listen. On the one hand, I am not a child and I may have been rebelling to what he was instructing me to do. On the other hand, I wish I had listened to Stephen here. I didn’t see the potential danger in opening our door, as we lived in a very safe neighborhood. The individuals were acting sketchy too. I mean they looked young and unassuming, but they were looking in my windows and banging on the door, trying very aggressively to get my attention. It was weird and stupid of me to actually open the door for them. The “survey takers” were pressuring me to let them come in, so I could fill out an extensive survey. They wouldn’t take no for an answer and they said that they would keep coming back until I let them inside. I asked what the survey was about and they replied that it was about “cocaine use patterns of my household and my neighbors.” I was stunned  by what they were saying. I virtually froze there in front of them. These young adults came by themselves on three different occasions. I didn’t recognize them. They were speaking very loudly about cocaine and I was shocked every time they uttered the word. They repeated that they would not stop showing up at my house until I filled out the survey, which was extensive, and would take a long time to finish. I don’t know what happened next but they eventually left and never returned. Anyway their aggressive b.s. worked apparently. They got me in the end.

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