Kemp Road: her rotting finger
Kemp Road: her rotting finger
Good night Bahama Drama, please keep me anonymous. I need to share a true tale dat just happen to a friend of mine from Kemp Road. De old people dem always used to say, never point yuh finger towards a graveyard else it go rotten off. Well, mi friend finger had to get amputate because of de same reason, but de doctor dem say she get a bad infection after it get cut and stuck by a nasty hook when she was fishing. Dem think dat was de main reason, but I know better.
Three weeks ago, we was passing one of dem old cemetery in her car. She extend her right index finger straight towards de graveyard, pointing and talking bout how it look so overgrown. I tell she right away, “Girl, never do dat! Never point yuh finger at de graveyard or it go rotten off!” She laugh it off like it was just old people talk and superstition.
Few days later, she get a small injury fishing—de hook jook dat same finger, draw blood and leave a piece of rusted metal inside. She go get it clean and take antibiotics, but de finger never heal proper. It swell up bad-bad, turn pale then dark with infection. De pain shoot up she hand and nothing de doctor do could stop it. In de end, dem had to amputate to save de rest of she hand from gangrene.
Now, dem doctor talk bout de hook and bacteria, but dose of us who know de old ways shake we head. De timing, de way it progress so relentless in dat exact finger she point with it ain sound like ordinary bad luck. It sound like de spirits of de departed get disturb by she gesture and claim dat finger as retribution. De dead do not forget slights.
Dis kind of ting echo other whisper stories from de Family Islands and de outskirts of Nassau: fingers dat blacken overnight after similar mistake, hands dat tremble with phantom pain near burial ground, and people who, even years later, keep dem hands firm on de wheel or by dem side when passing cemetery, especially in de dim hours when shadows lengthen.
Readers, take dis warning serious. If yuh traveling past a Bahamian graveyard, keep yuh hands to yuh self. Pointing invite a curse dat start subtle a little itch or discoloration but progress with terrifying certainty. De dead claim what belong to dem, and once dem take it, it gone fa true. Sleep with dis knowledge tonight and may yuh nights stay undisturbed. Good night, Bahama Drama.
Page reply:
I’ve heard of this curse before but I don’t believe it’s real.
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