Monday, October 5, 2015

Zozo Is A Well Known Demon Who Takes Over

I have owned my Ouija board since I was in 7th grade. My grandmother bought it for me, and I still own it. I am now 19 years old.

When I was a lot younger I used it very often, and most of my friends would choose to use the board with me. However, after various encounters with some spirits, we came into contact with Zozo.

Zozo is well known for being a demon who contacts you through the board and then takes over; he will lie about who you are talking to in the future and always be a part of your board. After we talked to him, my friends all refused to use my board with me.

I have since moved to a different city to go to college, and I brought the board with me. Although I have not used it in the building I live in yet, my roommates have accused me of bringing spirits into our home based on experiences I have had since I have moved in here.

One day when I was in the shower, I heard what I though was one of my roommates giggling and calling for me, but when I asked her about it, she had no idea what I was talking about, and she had not been trying to talk to me.

I have also experienced furniture in the living room being moved around, have heard loud things falling in the kitchen (only to inspect it and see nothing wrong), and I have had things in my bedroom disappear.

Since I have been living in this apartment I have not used the board, but I am very tempted to to see if Zozo is still here with me.


Saturday, October 3, 2015

The Ouija Ghost That Loves Me

I'm not the biggest believer in the paranormal. I think aliens roam outer space, and myths like the Jersey Devil and Chupacabra exist, but I've always been skeptical about ghosts.

That's changed.

My friend, who I'll call Kaylee, loves horror and ghosts. This was about a week ago. On Friday, she informed me that she had a Ouija board. She'd found it in her mom's room. When Kaylee questioned her parents, they said it was fake, as they had gotten zero results. But Kay felt differently. After some hesitance, I decided to try it out with her the next day.

I was over at her house at 9:00 PM on Saturday, with the intention for a sleepover. I managed to drag my friend, who shall be named Toby, into this. He's religious, but after some persuasion, we both managed to convince him. His grandma died recently, and we said that we might be able to contact her.

At 10:00 PM, we set up the Ouija. Kaylee lit five candles around the board, and Toby lead us in a prayer before we began. We'd read thoroughly about Ouija, so we believed we were prepared. I was asking questions (despite my reluctance), Kaylee was there for support, and Toby was writing down our conversation.

Me: Are there any spirits willing to communicate through the Ouija?
No reply. For the next ten minutes, me and Kaylee kept switching off, trying repeatedly. Not even a budge from the planchette.

We tried one last time. Then, we got a response.

Me: Are there any spirits willing to communicate?
Board: Yes
Me: *glances at Kaylee accusingly but continues* Are you a boy or girl?
Board: B-O-Y
I watched Kay carefully, but she appeared to be as shocked as I was. And her hands were floating just above the planchette, shaking.
Me: How old are you?
Board: 1-7
Me: When we're you born?
Board: 1-9-9-8
Afterward, we decided to ask light-hearted questions, such as "Are you good?" (sun), "What was your dream job?" (Technician), and "How did you die?" (Murder by dad)

We eventually moved onto more personal questions.

Kaylee: *smiles at me* Do you like anyone in this room?
Board: *immediately* Yes
Me: Are they a boy or a girl?
Board: G-I-R-L
That ruled out Toby. So, I asked:
"Who do you like?"
Board: *planchette practically flies over to my side*

Kaylee was grinning like a mad women by then, and started to make kissy faces and fake make-outs. Toby was trying to hide laughter, and my face was as red as a tomato.

Out of the blue, I suddenly felt a cold feeling down my spine, like fingers dragging lightly across my skin. The planchette slowly but surely spelled out P-R-E-T, which we assumed was Pretty.

Just before we forced Goodbye, Kaylee and Toby looked at me in horror. They hate describing it, but they said they saw a black figure sitting directly behind me. Toby said his head rested on my shoulder, but Kay says he was sniffing my hair, supposedly.

I'm not sure what Kaylee did with the Ouija, but at school, we never spoke of it again. But stuff in my house began to happen, despite the session being held at Kaylee's house.

In my bed, I'd frequently feel a cold presence behind me. It wouldn't do anything, just stare, it felt like. Bouquets of flowers began to appear beside my bed yesterday, and on Sunday night, I felt something cold come to rest on the back of my neck for a moment, like lips.

This is an honest-to-God story, but you don't have to believe me. If anyone has had a similar situation like mine, please, do you have any advice?

Ashley S.