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His Evil Aunt Anita tried to destroy her only nephew but she did not expect that he would become blessed with supernatural power to destroy her.
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victor get up You're going to be late
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for school My mother's voice echoed
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through the small wooden house I groaned
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feeling the weight of the tropical heat
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clinging to my bed sheets like a thick
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unwelcome embrace The year was 1960 and
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the Caribbean sun had no mercy even at
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the early hour "Mama I don't think I can
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go today," I called out my voice weak
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and trembling "I feel so cold." Her
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footsteps grew heavier rushing to my
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side She felt my forehead her eyes
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filled with concern Again she murmured
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her hand lingering on my skin "Let's get
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you to the doctor then." It had been
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like this for days an inexplicable chill
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that seemed to seep into my bones
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leaving me shivering and feverish
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regardless of the warm island air My
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mother had tried every remedy she knew
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but nothing could shake the cold that
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had become a constant companion The
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doctor's visits were as fruitless as the
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prayers whispered over me by the priest
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Their words of comfort were as empty as
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the test tubes they sent to the lab
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"Poppy I don't want to go," I pleaded to
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my father one evening my teeth
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chattering as I clutched the blanket
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tighter "They don't know what's wrong."
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He looked at me his eyes weary from the
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same concern that lined my mother's face
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"We'll find someone who can help Victor
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Don't you worry." The next day my father
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announced that we would be taking a trip
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to the French island I felt a glimmer of
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hope thinking perhaps a change in
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scenery would bring relief Little did I
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know this journey would lead us to the
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doorstep of a woman named Madam Bernard
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who would unravel a dark secret that had
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been cast upon me by someone much closer
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than I ever imagined The flight was
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short but turbulent the wind outside the
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small propeller plane howling like an
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angry spirit When we landed my father's
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friend a tall lanky man named Jacques
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met us at the airport He looked at me
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with a mix of pity and curiosity before
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ushering us into his car The drive to
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see Missurjacqu's friend was a silent
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one The only sounds the rumble of the
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engine and the occasional distant chirp
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of a bird The house was nestled in a
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grove of lush trees the air thick with
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the scent of blossoming flowers and
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burning incense The door to the house
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opened revealing an older woman with
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piercing eyes that seemed to see right
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through me This was Madame Bernard She
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had a stern expression that softened as
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she took my hand and led me to a room at
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the back of the house It was unlike any
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place I'd ever seen Candles of various
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sizes and colors flickered on every
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available surface casting strange
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shadows that danced on the walls The
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smell of herbs and spices filled the air
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mingling with the faint scent of
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something musky and earthy Madame
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Bernard spoke in a low soothing voice
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Her Haitian Creole accent thick and
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mesmerizing Your auntita she said her
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eyes never leaving mine She know like
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your mother She want to make her sick to
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take her from you But she make mistake
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You Victor you walk in her powder first
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I was stunned The room spinning around
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me as the truth hit harder than any
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storm from the island had ever seen The
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very thought of my own flesh and blood
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wishing harm on me and my family was a
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betrayal I couldn't fathom But the cold
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the unexplained illness it all made a
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twisted kind of sense And now here I was
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in a room filled with the tools of a
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woman who claimed she could save my life
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"Take off your clothes," she instructed
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her tone leaving no room for argument I
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complied shivering not just from the
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cold but from the fear of what was to
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come She anointed my body with warm oils
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whispering prayers in a language I
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didn't understand Then she handed me a
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ring simple yet heavy with significance
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"Wear this," she said "It will protect
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you." As she worked I felt a warmth
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spread through me the cold retreating
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like the tide before dawn When she was
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finished she wrapped me in a clean cloth
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and told me to get dressed "You come
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back in one week," she instructed her
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gaze unwavering "We break the curse for
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good." Leaving her house I felt lighter
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than I had in weeks The sun felt kinder
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the air less suffocating Yet the weight
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of the ring on my finger served as a
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constant reminder of the dark magic that
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had been a part of me And the battle we
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had yet to face to set me free from its
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clutches Over the next seven days I
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tried to live as normally as possible
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though the secret I now bore felt like a
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second skin tight and unyielding My
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appetite returned and the cold retreated
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but the shadow of Antonyita's betrayal
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loomed over me casting a paw over my
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once carefree days I could not look at
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my mother without wondering if she knew
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if she felt the same anger and fear that
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I did The day of our return to Madame
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Bernard's house arrived too soon My
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heart raced as we pulled up to the house
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the candles in the windows casting a
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warm glow that seemed to beckon me back
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into the fray Jacques's grip on the
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steering wheel tightened and I knew he
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too felt the gravity of what we were
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about to undertake The moment I stepped
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out of the car the chill began to creep
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back into my body as if the curse sensed
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my impending attempt at liberation and
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sought to cling to me once more I took a
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deep breath feeling the warmth of the
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ring pulse against my skin This was it I
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had to be strong Madame Bernard's eyes
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searched my soul as I entered her
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mystical chamber for the second time
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"You are ready," she announced a knowing
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smile playing at the corners of her lips
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She led me to a small table in the
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center of the room adorned with a white
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cloth and an assortment of curious
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artifacts "We performed the ceremony
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now." The ritual was intense a whirlwind
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of chanting smoke and the pungent scent
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of herbs that seemed to burn my nostrils
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and sear the curse from my very essence
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I felt dizzy disoriented as if the
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fabric of reality was stretching and
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contorting around me And then as
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suddenly as it had started it was over
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"The curse is broken," she declared her
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voice resonating through the room "But
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beware Victor Anita will know She will
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not take this lightly." The gravity of
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her words hit me like a wave The
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implications of our actions crashing
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down The air grew thick with tension The
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room seeming to shrink around us As we
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left the house the ring felt heavier
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than ever A silent sentinel whispering
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of the unseen dangers that now lurked in
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the shadows of our lives The journey
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home was quieter than our arrival The
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warmth of the sun on my skin felt like a
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lie The gentle sway of the palm trees a
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mockery of the turmoil within me I had
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been cured yes but at what cost a deep
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gnawing fear grew in my chest A fear of
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what retribution Antonyita might seek
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The island once a paradise now felt like
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a cage The beauty of the Caribbean a
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mere facade hiding the ugliness of our
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family's secret war The story of my
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curse had taken a dramatic turn But it
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was far from over The battle had only
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just begun and I was about to learn that
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some wounds ran deeper than the ocean
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that surrounded us When we returned home
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I couldn't look at Auntita without
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feeling the heat of anger and betrayal
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in my cheeks She came to visit a few
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days later her smile as fake as the
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plastic flowers in her hair My mother
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blissfully unaware greeted her warmly
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her eyes not seeing the venom that lay
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behind that forced cheer I sat there the
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ring a silent witness to the hatred that
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simmerred just beneath the surface A
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week later the first sign of her
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retribution came Our chickens once a
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bustling group were found lifeless in
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their coupe their feathers ruffled and
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their eyes glazed over It was a clear
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message and one that sent shivers down
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my spine That night I couldn't sleep the
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echoes of their cries still ringing in
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my ears I decided to confront Antita the
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ring burning on my finger like a brand
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of
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accusation I approached her house my
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heart thundering like a thousand drums
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The curtains fluttered in the breeze but
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no one answered my knock The door was
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unlocked and I pushed it open to find
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the place empty A chilling emptiness
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that seemed to scream of her fury In the
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moonlight room a single candle flickered
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casting eerie shadows across the floor
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On the table lay a small intricate doll
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a twisted replica of myself with pins
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stuck through its tiny body The sight of
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it made my stomach turn This was not the
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work of a loving aunt This was the hand
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of someone consumed by darkness With
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trembling hands I took the doll and
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dashed back to Musurjhac who had
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promised to help us in any way he could
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His eyes grew wide when he saw the
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pinned figure and he whispered a prayer
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under his breath "We must be vigilant,"
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he said his voice grim "Anita is not one
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to be trifled with Together we buried
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the doll in the soft moist earth of the
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island far from our home The ceremony
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was quick and quiet The only sounds the
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rustle of the palms above us and the
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mournful call of a distant owl I hoped
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it was enough but deep down I knew it
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was only a temporary reprieve The nights
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grew longer filled with the whispers of
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the wind and the cries of restless
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spirits I could feel Antonyita's rage
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growing a storm brewing just beyond the
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horizon of our peaceful lives Each day
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was a battle to maintain the facade of
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normaly while preparing for the
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inevitable confrontation One evening as
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the sun dipped below the waves painting
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the sky with fiery hues I felt the ring
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on my finger pulse with an energy I had
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never felt before I looked up to see
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Ananita standing at the edge of our
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property her silhouette framed by the
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fiery backdrop She raised her hand and a
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gust of wind howled through the coconut
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trees sending their fronds crashing to
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the ground like a warning I knew it was
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time The final showdown was upon us and
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there was no turning back With a deep
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breath I stepped forward to meet her The
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ring a beacon of hope and protection The
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air grew thick with anticipation and I
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could almost taste the electricity of
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the unseen forces gathering around us
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"Anita," I called out my voice steady
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despite the fear that clutched at my
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throat "You will not harm us anymore."
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Her laugh was like nails on a chalkboard
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grading and malevolent "You think you
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can stop me?" she sneered her eyes al
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light with madness I understand enough I
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replied my voice growing stronger with
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each word I understand that love is
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stronger than any curse you can cast The
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wind grew to a crescendo the air
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crackling with power She took a step
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closer her hand outstretched and I
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braced myself for the inevitable But as
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she reached out a figure emerged from
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the shadows Madame Bernard her eyes
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blazing with a fierce protective light
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"Your time is up," she declared her
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voice booming like thunder The child is
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no longer yours to claim The battle was
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fierce a dance of dark and light of
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curses and counter curses that seemed to
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echo across the island The air grew
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thick with the scent of ozone and the
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ground trembled beneath our feet as the
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very essence of our souls clashed Aunt
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Anita's eyes burned with a fury that
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seemed to consume her her once beautiful
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face twisted into a mask of rage Madame
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Bernard stood firm her own power a
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beacon in the chaos Her voice was a
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chant that grew louder and louder the
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words weaving a net of protection around
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me I felt the warmth of the ring on my
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finger pulse in time with her
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incantation And the cold that had once
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been my constant companion retreated
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further and further but Antonita was
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relentless her spells flying through the
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night like a barrage of arrows Each one
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found its mark sending shock waves
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through my body that made me want to
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collapse Yet with every blow the ring
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grew warmer The love of my mother and
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the protection of the island's spirits
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wrapping me in a cocoon of resilience
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The air grew still the only sound the
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ragged breathing of the three of us And
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then with a final desperate scream
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Antonyita threw one last curse my way It
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was a bolt of pure malice blacker than
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the darkest night But as it reached me
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the ring on my finger exploded with a
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brilliant light The power of the curse
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bouncing off and heading back to its
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source Her scream was one of agony as
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the dark energy consumed her The light
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from the ring illuminating every line of
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anger and spite etched into her features
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And then with a final defeated whale she
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was gone The only evidence of her
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presence the acrid smell of burning
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flesh The silence that followed was
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deafening The wind had died down The
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leaves of the trees no longer rustling
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in the aftermath I looked to Msiojac his
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eyes wide with shock and awe The ring on
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my finger had turned cold its job done
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Life returned to the island the
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nightfall bringing with it the
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comforting hum of crickets and the
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gentle lapping of the waves against the
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shore But things had changed The shadows
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now held secrets and every rustle in the
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night was a reminder of the battle we
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had won I never told my mother the truth
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about Aunt Anita It was a burden I chose
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to bear alone a secret shared only with
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Musier Jacques and Madame Bernard They
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taught me that with great power comes
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great responsibility and that I must use
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the gift they had given me to protect
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not only my family but the island itself
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Years passed and the curse became a
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distant memory a dark chapter in my life
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that had shaped me into the man I had
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become
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I took over the role of the village's
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healer using the knowledge they had
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imparted to help others when the need
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arose The ring remained on my finger a
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silent testament to the love that had
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saved me and the strength that had been
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forged in the fire of betrayal The
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island once a prison of fear and anger
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had become my sanctuary the place where
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I had found my purpose And as the sun
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set each night painting the sky in a
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symphony of oranges and reds I whispered
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a prayer of thanks for the guardian
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spirits that had chosen me and the curse
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that had led me to them For without it I
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would never have discovered the true
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power of love and the magic that dwells
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in the hearts of those who dare to fight
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