Horrible Magical Witch Story.

by Maria Amelia Mata-Martin
(Las Vegas Nevada)

I am a witch. I come from a long line of witches and gypsy's. When it came to my turn to be taught the ways my mom did not want me to learn. I feel like her decision was very rude of her. To decide for me; to give me a future without magick is not how I want to live my life. My grandma tried teaching me some but my mom cut it off. My mom won’t let me study witchcraft for some odd reason I do not know of.

Also, Rather from being a witch, I feel like a gypsy, a psychic. I can predict what will happen next, For example I somehow knew You can call it predicting if you want. that I was not going to go to a place I had planned to go to today. And the prediction actually came true. This is not the first time it happens. I make predictions every day. When they pop into my head I can visualize it. And I want to know if what I think I am Other than witch is true. Also, I've been getting this sudden urge to know who I was in my past life, I think I was one of the many witches that follow in my generation. I am a beginner witch, but don't get meh wrong I am very powerful, Like I said before I do come from a long line of strong, powerful witches. The only bad thing is that my mom does not want meh to follow it because we have a prophecy, Or mostly like a hex someone put on our family ever since the first witch of our generation came into play, Every woman in our line has three kids, Two boys and one girl. The two boys eventually die and the girl is left to die old, But not just a simple death, The witch suffers a great deal of pain through her life. Then she has two boys and one girl and so on. This has been happening for a very long time, My two uncle's died, My mom was the one thats left and one of my brothers already died, I have another one and I don't know when he will leave us, We have tried to get rid of the hex but we can't. Back before I knew I was a witch, Which was when I was about 3 or 4 my mom and grandma made a ritual to look back into all of out ancestors to see what they did to have this horrible hex on us. But it didn't work because they needed another blood witch, And the only one available was I, But i never even knew of that until they told meh who I really was. But now that i am ready and powerful enough to do it, My mom cut meh off and doesn't even want meh to TALK about our magick, or barely even lets meh talk to my grandma. I know, it's a hectic situation, I'm extremely sorry for making this so long.
Thank you again for reading my life story.
Blessed be;
Maria.