From Palm Reading to Uncanny Coincidences: My Life’s Strange Rituals
I lost my mother as an infant and was raised by my aunt. On my first visit to my father’s village, his stepmother read my palm and prophesied greatness. Soon after, children gave me alligator pepper and spoke strange words over me. Years later during NYSC camp, I befriended a bunkmate who seemed to know exactly when I’d receive money. Later I met another friend who performed rituals with a carved wooden object and leaves. A Muslim girlfriend also asked me to follow her own rituals to improve my life. Despite my prayers, those experiences left me feeling spiritually disturbed. I eventually discovered both friends practiced internet fraud and dark rituals. As I reflect on my childhood and the bizarre events that followed, I’m unsure if any of it was coincidence or something more.
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