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heck couldnt hurt to have a local pastor, or priest bless the house.. even if the majority dosent belive in god or such.. worth a shot. im so alone here heh
anyways.. locks keep honest people out.. if they/him/she/it wants in they will get in.. find a local security system company get your house covered and tanked and not worry..
me i keep several large swords, daggers, large blunt objects, and guns handy for any fool that tries a felony home invasion.. and yeah if they do that you usually by law have every right to stop them by any means nessary in the united states.. just make sure they arent outside when you do this.. not saying you should harm another human being but still the same.
who knows maybe some undetermined force exists that lets off negative vibes constantly to either grow from them or just to exist in that fassion. if so there is always a solution. just search.. did i mention a priest?
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