I was out in the country today, and it's freaky as hell at night. You hear all sorts of shit, and being across the street from a cemetary doesn't help. but anyway, for some reason we were talking about trees and the place just got creepier. First off, there is this piece of land that we drove by, where someone hung themself a long time ago, and a coach of mine bought the land, and put up a house. well a hail storm came by and busted up the spanish tile he had on the roof. then he decided to put up a metal roof, and a wind storm came and opened it up like a can of sardines. then the foundation slipped and cracked the house in two. his marrage failed, and to top it off, the house just burned to the ground a few months ago. but anyway back to the trees, i pointed out to my uncle that he sould move a tree that's way too big. but he was like no...never, not that tree.
uncle: it's bad luck to plant or to replant a palo blanco (that type of tree that i pointed to, i don't think that's it's real name).
me: yeah...sure, i hear some strange shit but...
uncle: but nothng your suppose to let them grow wild by themselves, i'm telling you that it's bad luck. your grandfather first bought this property here and there was nothing at all, and he planted a palo blanco over there (pointing out another old palo blanco, rotted to the core) and everyone was telling him hey don't do it, your going to get bad luck, but he didn't belive them. well anyway, after he planted that tree your dad, you Uncle Manuel, and your Uncle Mateo got drafted into the army, and your Uncle Mateo was killed in Vietnam. when he got the news, he went out to the tree and set that mother fucker on fire, just poured gasoline on it, lit it and kept swinging the ax at it, while it was still burning.
there's something about the name Mateo Ruelas too, my greatgrandfather had a brother that died from a disease at a young age named Mateo. my grandfather had a brother too, that died falling off a horse, and my uncle died in Vietnam.
I was never the supersticous type but everytime i go out there i always here stories that just scare the hell out of me. but what do you guys think? are spells, curses, and bad luck real?