Black magic and angry jinn

Black magic and angry jinn

Black magic and angry jinn

From the outset I adored the universe of jinn and purchased books that discussion about the arrangement of the jinn, I don't have the foggiest idea why, however interest pulled in me, and that secretive world pulled in me so much and I love to peruse a ton in this theme, I brought a great deal of books and I peruse and peruse on the Web Everything that is new in the realm of the jinn, and I love to hear stories that discussion about this subject a ton, my leisure activity started to that world and enthusiasm for it since youth, my dad had a huge library contains a ton of books, and when he entered it perusing these books with intrigue, was He covers my books and shrouds him with anything alongside him and when I ask him what to understand Father, he was disclosing to me that I read things that don't have a place with you don't go into that room once more, I could see those books in my fantasies and see the numerous images that my dad was drawing on a white paper before him over the workplace, I was seeing his image books and had a ton of images and letters and circles These photos were frequenting me 

At the time I was thirteen years of age, I didn't comprehend what this is and why my dad escapes me those books and pictures and what my dad does to draw them, and one day my dad was grinding away, and my mom was occupied in the readiness of nourishment I went into the room of my dad's enormous office, and moved toward the library I took one of the books and it was tied in with setting up the jinn, I opened it and the book was a great deal of pictures I enjoyed it without question, I took the book to my room and chose to draw what the book, and really took a ton to my room and I took to draw those images and weird circles, and I don't comprehend about what you talk, and those Unusual illustrations I sat over 60 minutes, draw those abnormal designs, but then To wrap up the image, I returned to the workplace space to set up the book, yet I didn't recollect his place in any rack of the library, my mom was all the while getting ready nourishment and didn't see what I do, and believes that I play in my room, and my dad is no longer from outside and time has passed and I don't I realize where to put the book, I needed to restore the book so I don't have the foggiest idea 

The room was freezing like day off. The temperature dropped a ton and once, and I felt that the library was excessively long. The library expand and went in an abnormal manner. I didn't have the foggiest idea about the correct spot for the book where I took it. I feared my dad. He realized that I took one of his books. Since he didn't care for me to go into that room starting from the earliest stage, stood lake I don't have the foggiest idea what to do where I put the book and here I heard a voice murmuring in my ears Kalchrjp, taking the voice reveals to me that the book is situated alongside the green book in the subsequent rack, and afterward I was alarmed, I felt The sound of strain and dread put the book as th Ot beside the other book, and went out rapidly from the room here observed me mother and I escape the room and outsider bodies and face the pale of the power of pressure and dread, she disclosed to me my mom what I was doing in his lap APEC, the banner of your dad will rebuff discipline serious. 

You realize that it is taboo to enter your dad's library. Did you go into the room? Unequivocally, I didn't need I went to my roomAnd I took a gander at those drawings that I drew a great deal and contemplated on to know their significance, I searched a ton for those bizarre things. I truly preferred my dad's face. Images and circles, I took the paper and put it in a spot not Nobody knew him so my dad would not find it, and he was quiet and didn't talk so my dad would not rebuff me for what I did yet since, that day I have not seen my dad once more. My dad kicked the bucket in a mishap in transit. 

I was extremely tragic about the demise of my dad and I feel that perhaps as a result of what I did, I saw his face among those circles told my mom tragically what she did, she disclosed to me that I have no association in what happened is God's will, however she let me know not to contact my dad's books once more, and shut my mom My dad's office and the stay with the key so as not to enter it once more, yet in reality when I am at home alone, and my mom outside I discover the entryway of the room opens without anyone else I don't have a clue how, there was something to go into the room, and I feel that there is somebody in my ear and reveal to me must To peruse in one of the books, one day I don't have the foggiest idea yet to the place of the beginning and went into the room and took one They murmured in my ear to peruse in a specific book shading dark shading tough skin was about the mythical people, I took the book and had a great deal of images and letters and circles, I opened the book on a page was something and a similar voice Bhrgth weird murmur me to open it there is something to disclose to me what I don't I know how, I hear his voice yet I don't see him before me 

I opened the page and there were some abnormal drawings and triangular stars painted in red, I took the book and I brought a white paper and a red pen and I drew those drawings that I don't have the foggiest idea how I was really drawing, yet I drew them precisely the equivalent and afterward I went to my room and shut the entryway behind the key So my mom doesn't see me and I was thinking about how I left the entryway open and has consistently been shut, at whatever point they are at home and restricted to go into that room regardless of what occurs. 

I took out the paper and took a gander at it a great deal, and when I drew it, I found my mom's image attracted the center of the letters, the numbers, the three stars and the circles. Adventitiously, nothing awful will occur, however sadly following an hour the telephone rang, and it was vacant and disclosed to me that my mom passed on in the road in a fender bender before the house. New, and after my mom kicked the bucket and left I went to live with my granddad and DTY somewhere else and another home. 

I would not live alone in the house and we shut our home for a long time. Ten years of my life I went to my grandma's home somewhere else and lived there until I finished 25 years. 

I was attempting to overlook what happened that period and didn't move toward those things one day, and after the demise of my granddad and grandma my uncle needed to sell the house and I wouldn't wed I came back to my old house once more, and just apprehensive. 

There at home I was feeling unusual things and I feel cold air and the hints of wind and whistling in my ears, the voices were leaving the entryway of the workplace room, I discover it opens without anyone else I don't have the foggiest idea, regardless of whether the room entryway was stuck I was sitting and afterward I discover the entryway opens individually high squeak And an odd sound leaves the room. Is it the air? Is the issue dangling from the entryway? And afterward I used to leave the entryway open so it would not occur once more. Dark dabs were proceeding onward the dividers and strolling until I arrived at the large library of my dad. So read it. 

I took in a great deal of dark enchantment and how to make a jana. Jinn a few charms and spells and numerous letters at the time I was exceptionally amped up for the thought and started to draw letters and everything and pursued the words in the restroom before the flame consuming. 

Around then I felt freezing in the spot and the sound of the whistling wind was boisterous in my ears, I didn't comprehend what happens The lights were shaking outside the washroom and given a solid zoom in an abnormal manner and afterward the flame stifled, I felt dread and shouted and left the restroom however I heard a voice murmuring in my ear that I am here with you What do you need For what reason did you come to me? 

At the point when I woke up I heard a similar voice conversing with me a ton and choose similar words that I visited, I was upset from the start I was apprehensive, yet then I used to converse with me and I live alone in the loft and nobody asked me nearly, he was conversing with me for quite a while and enlightens me concerning His life reveals to me a ton of odd things and he discloses to me the updates on the neighbors around me and the updates on my family members, and what they do in the genuine I appreciate it a ton, he was conversing with me just and was appeared to me as an excellent and attractive man and we were talking hours and snicker and twofold and play and I adored conversing with him a ton, at that point I discovered him disclosing to me that he cherished me and needed to Creation from me and took me with him as far as anyone is concerned and live there, and here I felt the incomparable Middle Easterners, I didn't care for him one day, however I love conversing with him as it were. 

I disclosed to him that I don't concur, I think of him as just a companion and I would prefer not to wed him, the outrage of the day unequivocally and took hurling in everything in the house and breaking it firmly things were falling without anyone else, a great deal of things and afterward took a trouble me hard and didn't disregard me, so I went to my uncle and let him know all that He took me to the Sheik close by, and the Sheik read the Koran, however the genie wouldn't leave my body, and he was stating that I was his significant other didn't leave me, I saw at the time a ton of bad dreams in that period, yet he didn't leave me yet my uncle and his better half didn't leave me and recommended my uncle, to dispose of Those books that fill the house, and really disposed of them and did b As we as a whole Hracha Sheik and put the cinders in the water and covered in the vacant spot so as not to hurt one. 

I needed to dispose of this and I went to the Sheik once every day, until they read to me the Koran and was showing me a few stanzas until I inoculate them, my case went on for over a year until I didn't see the genie in a fantasy and I never again observe bad dreams I returned home and I went with my uncle I have been hitched to a man of the hour who offers me and express gratitude toward God, I am fine and my life has gotten better, and I live now in America with my significant other and my youngsters, and from that day I don't close those things and don't care for finding out about them, and I feel regretful, was I the explanation behind the demise of my dad and mom I encourage you not to bring these things on the grounds that the end be Really awful and on the off chance that it doesn't hurt you will hurt those you love and d