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Here's one:
Me and a few buddies were camping out in the woods near my house one night when I was younger. Back then we were all into the darker arts.. We had a black candle with a pentagram carved into it and we annointed it with some of our blood. We all sat in a circle around a fire and lit the candle.. before we really got into trying to stir someshit up we heard a buzzin noise and a red orb flew in between me and the guy sitting next to me.. the candle flipped over and went out, the guy sitting across from us made a sound like he was just hit with something and it looked like he was sitting really far away from us.. A few of the guys took off out the woods leaving me and another guy to collect the shit.. When we met up outside we went to my house and the dude that got hit had 3 red marks on his back, that later appeared on his chest. We were telling my mom about it and her being a witch told us we shouldn't fuck with things just to play around...
The rest of the people were scared enough to stop messing with it. I still read any books I can concerning Wicca/Satanism/Demonology/Voodoo/Necromancy etc... etc...
I've considered myself an eclectic witch for about 15 years now..
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