She wasn’t very bright, she was very envious, and she had done a lot of dirt within her life that she could not handle.
Plagued by numerous regrets and resentments she took out her pains and frustrations on those who had not made the same disastrous mistakes and errors that she had undoubtedly made.
Although I could not believe every story or word that she would convey to me one particular tale that she had told struck my thoughts enough to have had an impact and strong ring of truth to it.
I believed the story then. And I believe the story now. It speaks true.
Years ago, long before Amanda passed away, she mentioned to me a tale that had taken place down way back in the south.
My great grandmother had originally come from North, Carolina.
Now I do not remember exactly what part of the south that this incident had actually occurred because it was so long ago when I first heard about the story.
However, the rest of the details are still fresh within my mind.
There was a young teenage girl who had gotten pregnant. She then decided to go through the procedure of having an abortion.
Just as a lot of other young people do the teenage girl trusted and confided in a friend of whom she thought that she could trust.
The friend later went around town telling everyone about the circumstances regarding the girl’s situation and the termination of her pregnancy.
Word had eventually got back to the poor teenage girl (and back to her angry mother as well who’d already had previous knowledge of her daughter’s prior condition) who was undeservedly the victim of neighborhood folks harsh judgements, rumors, and perpetual gossip.
After some time had passed. And after things had blown over a little bit the fifteen year old girl’s mother had invited her daughter’s friend over for dinner one evening.
The woman had a very special meal planned for the young lady who had spread her daughter’s personal business and secrets all over the town, causing the child much grief, heartache, and dread.
This mother loved her daughter very much.
The woman was infuriated at the ordeal and what her young baby had to go through on account of that big mouth trouble maker who could not keep her mouth shut.
The mother went and took a trip out into the woods in search for a snake to kill.
After puncturing then drawing up blood from the snake the woman prepared some ingredients for a very nasty voodoo trick (ritual).
The unsuspecting young friend of the fifteen year old girl had come over and enjoyed her venomous dinner, unaware of the dangers that cryptically lurked behind their evening engagement.
After more time passed, the friend had taken quite ill medically.
One day something had came up and got caught into the tunnel of her throat. The girl had got choked then gagged on some matter that she could not properly cough out.
The girl’s own mother had to come to her aid with strong firm pats to the back of the neck. Which did fortunately release and bring forth what had suddenly caused a blockage.
Small size oval-shape objects expelled from the young girl’s throat then right straight down out of her mouth.
The girl’s mother curiously cracked open each of the small size objects to find tiny baby snakes curled up inside and ready to slither.
These objects definitely turned out to be snake eggs.
From then on, the young girl who had ate that ominous meal cooked by the mother of the friend that she thoughtlessly or spitefully betrayed, had never been the same.
She stayed sick with constant illness until the day when she finally died.