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There are many reasons why I dislike my mother. This is one of them.
My mother is the type of person to tell her kids spooky shit and then tell us it's not real after we've already been freaked out.
So, it was around 7pm(my time), and there was this stray cat that came to the back of our porch/veranda(whatever) and it was very cute, but my mom didn't want it. So we tried to put it out, but it just kept coming back. Then i started to cry because i wanted the cat to stay. So my brother went to the neighbors and asked them to help us with the cat and they did. They put it all the way up the street and came back. This is when my mom gets mad at us because we kept asking questions. So she told us a story that happened to her friend and her friend's family. She told us that her friend and their family was into voodoo shit and that they liked to use it to harm people.
So one day a stray cat came up to their yard and they also tried to get rid of it but it kept coming back. So their grandmother said to keep the cat and just put it in a box and they would do something with it in the morning, which they did. The next morning they found a dead body in their back yard. Some weeks later her brother was shot in the head. Then more weeks later she died. So my brother and I got freaked out and shit and he said he wanted to sleep with my mom because he was scared and he would have nightmares. It got so bad that my brother started to blame me and saying that I shouldn't have cried and wanted the cat. Then when my mom told us it was a lie we cursed her out, and now I'm here writing about it to take off some of my anger at that dumb bitch.