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The Wooden Baby a Tale from Suriname

This happened 4 years ago September 3rd (my dads birthday). The next day my dad went to work, but he said to my mom that his shoes where too heavy. The next day after that he go really sick and couldn’t walk.
He was like a baby we had to do everything for him just like one, we had to feed him,bath him etc. Until one day he met an old guy named paké, some sort of witch doctor (here in Suriname we call it a dresi mang), and he told my dad someone where he works had sent an evil entity for him.

So pake helped my dad with some herbs or something but it wasn’t strong enough to remove it. My dad then slept in my room where there was a little statue of Christ in my room, but every time my dad closed his eyes to sleep he saw the statue flying all over the room wildly. …

May 21st, 2011 by CareTaker 

The Haunting of a Mormon Missionary in Ecuador

In 2001 I was serving a Mormon mission in Guayaquil, Ecuador. As you might know, missionaries are paired up in twos and are called companionships. My particular companion at this time was a young guy from Chile. We lived in a little two level home made of cinder blocks and cement just on the outskirts of a small town near Guayaquil. We lived on the lower level. My companion had lived in this home for a couple of months before I moved in, and at this time, I had moved in 2 months prior.

As you may know, missionaries have a very strict schedule and our schedule consisted of a “companionship study” every morning from 7:00 am to 8:00 am. During this time, we studied the lessons we taught, and I, being from North America, studied Spanish with him.

One morning as we were studying, we heard what sounded like footsteps running across the floor of the second level, right …

July 8th, 2010 by CareTaker