I remember when I was suffering in Jamaica, renting an apartment from people who practiced witchcraft. When I moved into that apartment I wasn't a Christian. But when I left I was a Christian. That experience changed my life. I remember seeing the vial bottles on my side of the apartment. But when I repented and began fasting they moved the vials. I remember dreams and attacks in that apartment. I remember returning home from a job I hate only to go home to a place I hated. They wanted me dead so many times. They sent blows to me and cursed me out, but God took me out in 2023. Glory to God.