The veil is getting thinner...
Heard a loud bang in my momma’s bathroom so naturally I run to see if she’s ok. She’s staring, white faced, down at a clock on the ground.
Apparently the clock flew from the wall she was facing and landed on the ground at her feet. (#notaboutit....homie don’t heck with spirits. Ok. Not interested. I get an uneasy feeling whenever I try to learn or dabble.) So there was no one in the hallway behind the wall, no one but her in the bathroom and she was just sitting down getting ready for the day, nobody was really even moving in the house at all.
She explains the situation and i tell her good luck and duck the heck outta there (bcs again, homie dont heck with spirits, not even for my momma.) and Momma runs to grab the cross that hangs in the front entryway (since Momma is a religious person).
She’s now still in the bathroom chanting “not today satan” as she puts her makeup on.
Guess this means I have to strengthen my wards...
