Idek9000
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I didn't believe in any of that hokey pokey witchy voodoo stuff my wife was into. I mostly just ignored it and humored her on it because if I ever made fun of it she would never let me hear the end of it. One time I made fun of her religion and then got the most nasty stomach ache of my life soon after. My wife insists that was her doing and she has performed spell casting for my benefit in the past and it seemed to yield positive effects.
Things eventually turned sour in our marriage to the point where I had gotten fed up with her enough to hurt her. Seriously hurt her. She's glaring at me from the corner of the room and I really wish I had believed her when she confided in me about her powers. She shouldn't be standing there. Damn it! I watched her go into the ground myself! There is no possible way she is here right now!
All my life. I never really believed in ghosts, specters, aliens or any of that nonsense. Oh how wrong I was. I don't sleep any more. A psychiatrist would probably say it's just the guilt telling me what I did was wrong and totally monstrous. But I can't help it. I tried snapping a picture of it and am now waiting to see what the photo prints out like. Maybe that will tell me once and for all whether I'm just going mad or whether my wife has really come back from the grave to haunt me. Damn it! She won't stop staring at me with those accusatory eyes. She keeps looking at me like she's my real wife and she KNOWS what I did to her.
Oh god! Make it stop! I want her to stop looking at me like that! Go! Turn around! Leave so I won't have to see her.... Damn it.... If I don't get any sleep I think I'll start losing money too. Too many work days lost and things will start looking bad for me. I have compiled these letters here for you to read in the hopes that maybe it will chronicle my spiral into insanity if that is what it truly is, or if these apparitions are real, that maybe someone will figure some form of defense. I've already begun considering smudging like she had taught me herself or perhaps even consulting a priest to preform a blessing on the house. I've never really been religious but I suppose that may be an option I will have to consider. I don't know how long it will take the police to figure out what I have done but I hope if these letters DO find its way into their hands, people will maybe see me as insane so that they can find some way as to get her to leave. There will be more to come soon.
Things eventually turned sour in our marriage to the point where I had gotten fed up with her enough to hurt her. Seriously hurt her. She's glaring at me from the corner of the room and I really wish I had believed her when she confided in me about her powers. She shouldn't be standing there. Damn it! I watched her go into the ground myself! There is no possible way she is here right now!
All my life. I never really believed in ghosts, specters, aliens or any of that nonsense. Oh how wrong I was. I don't sleep any more. A psychiatrist would probably say it's just the guilt telling me what I did was wrong and totally monstrous. But I can't help it. I tried snapping a picture of it and am now waiting to see what the photo prints out like. Maybe that will tell me once and for all whether I'm just going mad or whether my wife has really come back from the grave to haunt me. Damn it! She won't stop staring at me with those accusatory eyes. She keeps looking at me like she's my real wife and she KNOWS what I did to her.
Oh god! Make it stop! I want her to stop looking at me like that! Go! Turn around! Leave so I won't have to see her.... Damn it.... If I don't get any sleep I think I'll start losing money too. Too many work days lost and things will start looking bad for me. I have compiled these letters here for you to read in the hopes that maybe it will chronicle my spiral into insanity if that is what it truly is, or if these apparitions are real, that maybe someone will figure some form of defense. I've already begun considering smudging like she had taught me herself or perhaps even consulting a priest to preform a blessing on the house. I've never really been religious but I suppose that may be an option I will have to consider. I don't know how long it will take the police to figure out what I have done but I hope if these letters DO find its way into their hands, people will maybe see me as insane so that they can find some way as to get her to leave. There will be more to come soon.
