There is a large mole behind my ear, and people have said since I was a child that it's a "suffering mole," indicating I owed emotional debts in a past life.

Once, I went to get a haircut, and Tony, the barber, parted my hair and saw that mole.
He paused, and his tone suddenly became very mysterious:
"Miss, have you been cursed or hexed by someone?"
I said no.
He said: "At this spot, this size, I've seen it for the first time in fifteen years. Usually, only people who have been cursed with love spells will have it grow here."