Saturday, September 20, 2014

Obsessing Over An Ouija Board Experience

A few weeks ago my little cousin and I played with an Ouija board we made out of paper. Everything went normal, we asked it silly questions, but the last question I asked made me terrified. I've always wondered when and how I would die, so I decided to ask it. It told me I'd be dead by 26 (I'm 19 currently), which I was heart broken because it's so soon.

I asked it how, and it was jumping through the letters 'c', 'a', 'e'. I was confused, as 'cae' isn't a real word. After I took my little cousin home, I went back home and used the board again. I asked who I was speaking to, and it spelled out 'Jeff'. I also asked it other questions to find out 'Jeff' was 13 when he died, he was murdered, and it also said it follows me around a lot. I was scared at that, but I asked if it were good or evil, in which it spelled out good. I questioned why it followed me around, and it spelled out 'protect'. I asked why he wanted to protect me, and it spelled out 'beautiful', I asked who, and it spelled 'you'. It was odd, but I just didn't think much of it. But I asked the Ouija board again, how am I going to die? This time it spelled out 'cancer'.

I've been obsessing over this ever since it happened, based on what it's telling me I only have 7 years to live and it's cancer, so it's probably going to be extremely painful. I can't think about anything else anymore...


Friday, September 19, 2014

Ouija Board And My New Apartment

So my story starts out when I first moved into my new apartment. Right across from a grave yard. To prove that it wasn't a scary thing I walked alone in the graveyard at night. I went right to bed and immediately my door slammed (I had lived here about a week) I thought it was the ac sucking it shut but when I tried to open the door it wouldn't budge. I paused and then quickly tugged at the door to my surprise it opened a little then was pulled shut again.

I jumped in my bed and the next morning the door was completely open. I brushed it off. But then soon I realized there was a spirit in my home. Pictures would fall mirrors would be turned upside down and this picture board that was screwed to the wall even fell. Events started showing me the spirit was trying to tell me something.

Two more I incidents happened before I used a Ouija board to communicate. One being my ring flipped off its rack in my shower and spun in the showers spray for minutes...

The next night my cat was playing with a plastic bag and eventually laid inside it and took a nap. Out of the corner of my eye I saw the bag move a little. I turned quickly knowing she was still on her side only to see the bag slide a across the floor SO FAST that once it went through my kitchen it knocked over a trash can. My cat was puffed up hissing and ran away the bag was shredded to bits.

Then after that I had my boyfriend came over and bring his dads Ouija board. Him and his friend ask it who are you? It spelled n-o-n-o he ask where it was from it said no. He asked if it was bad the board spelled t-s-k-t-s-k-t-s-k then said good bye... the spirit mostly hurts my cat but I'm scared what should I do?


Thursday, September 18, 2014

Interesting Ouija Board Experience

Around 20 years ago, I used to dabble with the Ouija Board as the stories surrounding it always peaked my interest. I had done a few "unwise" things with it (ex.: having sex on top of it, using it in a church, placing it on top of a bible while playing it, using it in a graveyard, etc.). OK, so I wasn't the brightest bulb in the box and I was opening myself up for personal assault.

Fortunately, I have no physical or psychological scars from playing it, nor any particularly frightening experiences to report. But there was one evening that stands out the most - Autumn 1991 - that turned out to be rather interesting and entertaining.

I was at my (then) girlfriends apartment, playing Ouija together. About 15 minutes into our session, an entity announced itself (I don't recall it's name). So I started asking some basic Ouija questions, but it turned the conversation towards a "past life" experience that I supposedly had. You see, this entity from the board was a former knight in the year 1521. As our conversation continued, I was allegedly his best friend and we communicated about how we met and the things we did together. Evidently we were both knights of the realm (in England, but I don't recall what city or kingdom) and were closes companions. He went on to say that he was murdered by a "black knight" (who else in 1521?) and that I sought his revenge (the word "revenge" was spelled out on the board). As we continued, he said that I went after this evil knight and killed him, exacting my vengeance. I then went on to marry his widow (he stated that he had wanted me to care for her) and we had 2 children and I finally passed on at the ripe old age of 84 (a question I know better to ask).

This was actually a 3 hour session with the board. There were certainly more details than I'm sharing with you now, but that's the gist of the story. I wrote this entire session down on paper, but of course lost it over the years. It was fascinating and completely unexpected. Granted ,the board lies and playing with it requires education on it's use and it's perils. I have not used the board since 1995 - as my wife refuses to have one in the house. But that is the story that stands out amongst them all. Play at your own risk. It may seem harmless, but forces exist around us that we don't always see or understand. Always best to err on the side of caution.


Friday, September 5, 2014

Ouija Board Depression And Suicidal

My friend and I did a Ouija board about 6 years ago while drunk, we called up some very bad people. As nothing at the time happened we just chucked it away in the morning.

A few days later my flat mate had what I can only describe as something from the depths of hell recorded on her phone from the night we did the board, we both then sunk into a depression but only while in the flat where we had done the Ouija board.

My radiator came away from the wall, which the landlord was very angry about as he was told by a professional electrician that it would have taken at least 5 strong people to rip it of the wall.
My flat mate then became suicidal, at this point we had no choice but to leave.

It has since had no tenant in there for more than a year. We both feel like we are still being effected by this experience, does anyone have any advice?


Tuesday, September 2, 2014

Ouija Board Ghost Or Demonic?

About a year or two ago my aunt bought me a Ouija board for my birthday. I never used it until maybe 5 months later, when my friend and I were bored at my house. We messed around with it a few times over the next couple months, but nothing ever happened with it. During that time, though, I started to notice small things happening around the house--shuffling noises when I was alone in the dark, objects being moved overnight, and the only musical ornament on the Christmas tree started playing even though it has not worked in over a decade (and still wouldn't work afterwards when I tried to play it.) They were all things that could possibly be explained, but I'm very easily frightened so I decided to stop using the board.

I told my mom about what was happening and she didn't seem to think I was making it up, but I could tell she didn't fully believe it until one morning before school. After handing me my medication, she closed the lid and sat the bottle on the counter and went back to her seat in the living room, and I went back to my bedroom. As I came back out to go to the kitchen, I stopped dead in my tracks because there were about 20 of my pills scattered around the floor, while the empty bottle sat closed on the counter. My mom was completely stumped and swore up and down she had not spilled a thing, and hadn't seen or heard any pills hit the floor.

I'm home alone most days now that my sister is at college, and it seems like that's the only time anything happens. I've heard heavy footsteps, a loud, angry, unintelligible voice behind me in the kitchen, and on one occasion EXTREMELY loud movement upstairs, like someone was rearranging furniture. It sounded to me like the file cabinet being pushed across the floor, but I didn't get the courage to go up there and check until the next day and found that nothing had moved.

Not even a week later I was home alone again, walking toward the kitchen when a figure through the door made me stop and look up from my phone. I thought it was my mom, so I looked back down, waiting for her to come in and explain why she was home from work at noon. The door unlocked, and I waited. Nothing. When I looked back up, there was no one there. At this point I'd get shaken up by anything even slightly out of the ordinary, so I panicked and called my mom hoping it was her and that she'd just forgotten something in the car. (I was NOT about to open that door to check the driveway.) When she said she was still at work, I called my dad. So was he. No one except me, my parents, and my sister who was 4 hours away in another town has a key to my house. And yet I was looking at a door that had just been visibly and audibly unlocked from the outside. It wasn't until right then that I realized how odd the figure was. Normally you can make out hair, skin tone, and clothing through the window but what I saw had none of that. It was black and faceless.

There was a long time when nothing happened at all. I was actually starting to think it had left until one night when I was going to my room after taking a shower. My mom stopped me in the living room and said that an entire pan of chicken had slid from the back of the stove to the floor while I was in the shower. My dad, who always laughed off any experience I had as it just being "Casper the friendly ghost", admitted right then that he'd seen something run past him in the kitchen a few days earlier.

Whatever this thing is, it used to only tease me when I was alone, but now things are happening to my family, and I'm terrified of this gut feeling I have that things are going to slowball.

I'm posting this here to hopefully hear from someone who has had similar experiences and might have some insight into what this thing is. I used to think that it was just a ghost but after a lot of research I'm starting to worry that it's demonic.