The story as I know it:
" I know it sounds weird to a lot of people, but I had a necklace that my mother had gotten at a church sale before I was born. She kept it with an old Bible that she had gotten at the same time. (The old lady who sold it to her told her to keep it with the Bible at all times) One day I saw it and thought it was so beautiful and delicate, with a deep purple stone, that she gave it to me...
I had some of the most dangerous experiences of my life in the summer that I wore it... She decided to see if there was anything to it. She couldn't believe it, since it had come from a church sale and she knew the nice old woman who had sold it, though she might not have been the owner. So I gave it to her to see what happened, and she, too, had a couple of very dangerous things happen in a matter of the first 24 hours.
We thought perhaps it was something hateful, but also that it might have been something tragic that the original owner had experienced... and maybe she died wearing it... but, whatever it was, after that we decided not to try to keep it around the house another day.
We conferred as to what to do with it.... She dug a deep a hole in a big field, and buried it, with a prayer that it go back to the elements from whence it came and do no more harm. We continued to pray for the release of whatever force it held., until we felt that it had been released.
I don't know if the Bible had kept whatever was attached to it, in check, and I would probably have scoffed if anyone had told me something like this, but it was just too strange to be coincidental... It was the only time I think either of us had experienced something like that, and it sounds like some cheap movie plot but ... I've kept a more open mind since then "
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