posted on Oct, 12 2004 @ 12:11 PM
Here's a creepy story about a supposedly cursed object. Two of them, actually.
My best friend in college was crazy in love with this guy & he gave her two claddagh rings, one silver, one gold. Their relationship was very
tempestuous, and to say that she was completely obsessed with him at the time would not be an exaggeration. To complicate matters, she was a witch.
Their relationship was on the skids and one day she gave me the rings for "safekeeping." She told me that just looking at the rings gave her a
terrible emotional surge, & that she felt they had "bad energy" on them. (Which, in retrospect, makes me wonder why then she offered them to me, and
why I was naive enough to take them. Duh.)
A few months later, me and my friend stopped speaking to each other after some rather arcane business & fuss between the two of us. And so I kept the
rings.
I kept putting them in envelopes & boxes to mail off to her, but I never did mail them; I always thought, what if seeing the rings triggered off some
horibble shock or emotional response from her? But on the other hand, I felt uncomfortable keeping them. They made me nervous. I tried putting them
in sachets filled with "calming" herbs, I tried all sorts of "anti-hex/exorcism" things on them. Then I thought, well this is just silly, I'll
just keep them in the bottom of my jewelry box & think no more of it.
I moved into the family house for a while, & my sister lived upstairs. She knew of my former friend as "that witch." One winter day I told her the
story of the rings.
My sister looked at me in horror: "you mean, they're in THIS house?!" She insisted we had to get rid of them--that night! Now, my sister is quite
logical & not prone to superstition (unlike her sister). She also would never "throw away" something she could sell on ebay, like two pieces of
silver & gold jewelry--this girl had sold the doorknobs off several closets in the house because they were antiques. But she made me put on my coat
and hat & gloves & boots & tramp out into the thick snow with her at 11:00 at night to get rid of the rings.
We walked many blocks until we got to a street "island" in the middle of a "crossroads". It had two large concrete "pots" for flowers. The pots
were completely covered over with snow, and we tucked the rings in the right one & went home.
But that was not all. Then my sister insisted I cut out my former friend's picture out of all my photographs throw them away, because she said "that
girl is evil!" She insisted I cut them out that night. So I did, tossed them in her wastebasket, & went back to my apartment.
The next morning, my sister said she had a horrible nightmare that the girl was strangling her, and that when she awoke she choked & still felt like
someone had physically squeezed her neck. She promptly threw out the trash with the cut photographs in it.
A week later, a car smashed into the right pot on the island, the pot with the rings in it, smashing it to bits.
Me and my sister never found out the details of that accident. But a month or so later a big memorial was put up on the island, replacing the tiny war
memorial that was there before. There were many flowers and white candles. And a huge white Virgin Mary was placed on the spot where that pot once
stood. I took several pictures of it, because the whole thing excessively creeped me out & I couldn't quite believe it. And I feel guilty that a car
accident might have been the result of dumping those evil rings (this is where you hardline ATS skeptics could help me out--saying, it was just a
coincidence and so on, now's your chance).
Were these rings indeed cursed? If somebody somehow found those rings & pocketed them, would they be cursed as well, and would the misfortune & curse
continue as it went from hand-to-hand? And what is the best way to rid oneself of "cursed" items? Trash compactor? A toss in the sea? Ebay?