My name is Dom, I am 16 years old, and my strangest experience with the Ouija Board was only a month ago, but it seemed to affect my friend more than me. Here is the story…
One night, me and my friend Conner were walking back home to mine after being out with a few friends. We knew that playing the PlayStation all night would get boring, so we thought of doing something much more fun. I suggested doing a Ouija Board, and Conner was up for it, but at the same time anxious and nervous. So we waited for my mum to go to bed.
When she went to bed, we made the board out of four pieces of paper, observing on what one looks like on the Internet. We were drinking at the time, and I was reading on the Internet again that it is more dangerous to do a Ouija Board whilst abusing alcohol and drugs, but we wanted this experience to be a little more interesting. Anyway, we set it up and everything, candles, (to add a more eerie atmosphere) and all lights turned off. We were both a tiny bit nervous, but at the same time excited. So we both went out before we started for a cigarette. I asked Conner if he wanted to still do it, he said “Yeah, of course.” So after the fag, we went back inside and got started.
I started the session off by circling the glass piece around the board three times, after I had done that, I had asked the question “Is anyone here?” We waited for about two minutes, still no answer. I asked again “Is anyone here?” Still no answer. Then Conner asked a more specific question, asking “If anyone is here, please could you respond?” After a moment, we got a response, saying YES. We asked each other if either one of us was moving it and both replied no. To cut a long story short, the main details for this session were that we were speaking to somebody called Matthew Dilma, he was an Amazonian, he was born in 1958 and died in 1959. He first told us that he died of a disease; but we asked him later on in the session if he was related to one of us (we mainly asked this question because I thought it was a bit odd that an Amazonian was talking to us even though we did this in the UK). Anyway, this spirit said he was related to one of us, so we asked him who, and he said he wasn’t able to tell us because Maz would kill him (Maz was his father). After some time, we thought we would both have another fag and a beer, so we asked if we could talk to him later, he said yes. This was clearly a mistake believing that we would be talking to the same spirit again.
After we came back inside, we started off the whole session, asking if anyone was in the room with us. We got a reply yes. After that, the glass piece started moving to random numbers, so I was thinking “What the hell?” growing more curious as to what this spirit wanted to say, and then Conner spoke, asking “Why is he (the spirit) spelling out the numbers I’m thinking of?” So after that we both were getting slightly more nervous than we were before. Then it spelled out a date (I cannot remember specifically) and it turned out that that date was when Conner’s uncle had hung himself. I looked at Conner and he had tears in his eyes. I asked him if he wanted to carry on, and he just nodded, I didn’t want to carry on asking him questions. So we carried on into the session, but I didn’t want to ask the wrong question, so Conner was asking the questions, “supposedly” communicating with his dead uncle. The reason I put supposedly in speech marks is because of the things this spirit was saying to Conner, which were really hurtful. For example, it told Conner to kill himself. It gave a load of factors as to why he should (i.e. he is anorexic, he self harms, he has no confidence) and the worrying thing about what this spirit was saying was actually true, Conner is becoming anorexic because he has an eating problem, he has self harmed in the past, and he has hardly any confidence because he is very shy and timid of new and different people. I assured Conner that it isn’t his uncle and that he didn’t have to carry on, but he insisted he wanted to and that it must have been his uncle. Thing is, you can never be sure who you are communicating with through the Ouija Board, so should never trust them.
Anyway, I said goodbye to this spirit, and once again we grabbed another drink and had another cigarette each. Whilst we were outside he made me swear on my families life that it was not me moving the glass piece. I swore, and also assured him that I had no idea who his uncle was, when he died or how old he was when he committed suicide. So I asked “How could it have been me?” He understood, and we went back inside and did another session with the board. Conner asked if it was his uncle again; and after he asked that it said NO and spelt out my name? My automatic response was that it was trying to trick Conner into thinking that it was actually me moving the glass piece in the previous session. A moment after that, the glass piece was circling the board and to my horror, it tried spelling out “666″. Just before it was going to the final 6, I moved the glass piece to Goodbye, and that was the end of that session. The reason I kinda freaked out about it going to 666 is that apparently you should never allow a spirit to spell out anything to do with Satan or Hell etc.
So there is my most fascinating experience with a Ouija Board. I can assure you now that none of this is made up or fake, so please don’t waste your time commenting saying that this is fake or unreal.
Sent in by Dom Chappell, Copyright 2010