She couldn't have kids of her own so I was happy to be going to be the only child. My mom abondoned me after my dad's passing. She left me there saying she was going to look for a job and never came back.
Moving in with my aunt was the worst decision I ever made. We lived in a 11 roomed house and it was just the two of us. My aunt wasn't working but she had a very beautiful home and a nice cars.
She had a very strict rule of sleeping by 10pm and no going to the toilet during the night even though the toilet was inside the house. She used to make me cook with a very pig pot, big enough to feed a family of 10 but it was just the two of us.
In the morning the pots would be sparkling clean. Honestly she never used to make me do chores the only chore I did was cook. Never washed dishes nor cleaned the house or even swept the yard but it was always very clean.
I've never seen any garden man doing the garden but my aunt had the most beautiful garden. We never did laundry but you'd never ever find dirty clothes in the house.
You take it off today, you find it washed and neatly folded and placed on the couch in the morning. All I had to do was take it to my room.
I always thought my aunt was a super hero because I'd always find her awake, so I convinced myself that she was the one doing all these things.
There was a backroom I was told to never go near at the back of the main house. Infact I was warned to never ever go to that side of the yard, the back. I was okay with it since I was a potato cookie.
I am a very slow learner and I failed a lot. My aunt told me to quit school if it was making me sad. She said I would still have a comfortable life even without education. I was so happy to hear this because I was tired of being a joke at school. School kids can be mean so they would mock me every chance they got. Not just them, even the teachers were mean.
They would sometimes tell me that my peers are at university. Anyway my aunt would get angry everytime I would come home sad from school. She would then make me name everyone who made me sad.
She would ask me to write their names on a piece of paper and also leave a pic of them on my phone on the dining room table before I went to bed. The pictures we take to social make us vulnerable to our enemies.
I'd take anyone who upset me's picture on social media and leave it on the table like my aunt said I should. The next day we would then hear that the very same person is now mad(mentally ill).
After it happened to a few people I then knew that my aunt is a witch. Well it was making me feel better about my misreble life so I ended up doing the routine to people who were my peers and doing well in life.
If I liked a guy and he had a girlfriend I'd get the girlfriend crazy. I just became obsessed with this curse. Years passed by and my aunt was getting really old. She sat me down and introduced me to the little people I've been cooking for, for over 15 years.
She told me that they've been doing all the chores and taking care of the people on the pics. She then told me that they now belong to me as she has aged and I'll continue living a comfortable life.
The catch in all this is that I am sacricingg with my womb. I accepted and continued living the life even after my life passed on. The problem is I got lonely and bitter.
I started sending spells even to innocent souls just because they have kids or are happy in life. No man has ever looked my way because in all those things there is one that sleeps with me.
I have never thought I'd wish to one day wake up my aunt and give her back all this curse she's passed on to me. I am not looking for help, no one can ever save me from this only death. 
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