The Haunted Drums from Haiti. (TRUE STORY) **Puerto Rican Sweet**

Ok, here it goes. Some of you have noticed that I posted several posts about my aunt and uncle, whom are pastors and missionaries.

My aunt and uncle had lived in other countries as missionaries, sent by the church to preach the Gospel, and to build churches, schools, etc. They had been in several states of the US, as well as other countries such as Mexico, Colombia, Argentina... but this true story is about when they went to Haiti as missionaries.

They lived in Haiti for about 2 years. They said that poverty is everywhere and a lot of people who practiced all sorts of witchcraft, including Voodoo. Some people may think that there are no such things as zombies. Well, they exist! My aunt and uncle saw them. They told me they remember watching with awe, one zombie dressed in rags, walking down the street, hauling a car's chassis, all by himself.

Ok, but to make this story short, let's get to the point. When they returned to Puerto Rico, after living in Haiti, they brought a lot of souveniers. They used to do that to keep a memento of the country they served.

Among the souveniers they brought, there were these drums. You know that drums are very distinctive of Haiti, because of their African culture and roots. Also Haitians use drums in their Voodoo cults to summon spirits and stuff.

So, my aunt placed those drums in the living room for decoration. My cousin used to hear the drums play by itself at night. She would tell my aunt, but they wouldn't believe her. Strange things started to take place in that house. Like noises in the night, not just the drums playing, but also they would hear pots and pans in the kitchen, doors opening and closing, footsteps, chains... my cousin also saw a lot of shadowy silhouettes from time to time.

One night, my aunt woke up being very thirsty, and decided to go to the kitchen to drink water. When she was walking down the hall, she heard the drums playing. At first she thougth it was one of her younger sons, playing the drums, but all the house seem too dark for them to be awaken. So, when she approached the living room, she saw no one, but still heard the drums playing. Now, she was scared!!!! She ran as fast as she could to the kitchen and turned on the lights. The drums ceased playing. So, she took a peek again at the living room from the kitchen. She didn't see anything but she felt a great and evil presence within the living room. She drank water quickly, and went to the bedroom. She woke up my uncle and told him what happened.

The next morning, they got rid of the drums, threw them in the garbage. Then, they prayed. After that, everything went back to normal.

We should be careful when visiting other countries when buying souveniers that we don't know how they were done, or if people put spells or curses on them.

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