When I was about 16 or so me and my friend decided to stay up all night and toy with a Ouija board. She got it from a friend of hers because the friend said she had freaky experiences with the board ( a shadow of a man in her granny’s basement or something). Anyway, we tried it and it worked! We were psyched! It was the coolest thing ever. We showed it to all our friends and had everyone try it and it always worked! No one doubted us because if they did we’d give them a try.
After a few days we (me and my friend) became obsessed with the thing, calling it by it’s name and treating it like a “person” and talking to it non stop. When we weren’t playing with it, it would mess up the TV or something like that to get our attention. It was always with us.
We both started to feel drained after awhile, cranky and sluggish, even towards each other. In fact, she got mad at me once for throwing “him” on the floor when I was hiding the board from someone once. It was crazy.
Anyway, one day when she had it with her and I was at home she called me frantically about the board. She said “he” wouldn’t leave her alone. She had to play with him and for the first time ever it worked with just one person, her. She was freaking out because it spelled out my name and for me to get over there or something like that. It spelled out a name of a person in my family’s life that was dangerous. (I can’t get into that whole issue.)
I rushed over there to see what was so important and it spelled out that my mom was going to die and gave a date. Then it spelled out that I was going to die and gave a date two months after her date. We were going to be murdered by the dangerous man. I started to cry and asked it how I was going to die if I’d already been told things about my future and it spelled out in plain English, “I guess I f-ed up jessica w******** life.” I got hysterical and so did my friend.
I called my mom and she set up an appointment for me to see a psychic she knew. We went the next day and she explained to me that we opened a window and we didn’t know what we were dealing with (duh). She explained that a Ouija board is a vessel the “other side” can use to interact with us and that it wasn’t always a good thing. You can bring anything over because there isn’t a way to filter it.
By the way, I had been told if you ask the spirit if they are from God they cannot lie. This is false. I asked that and it beat around the bush for awhile and then said yes. Christ’s name alone can not protect you, at least not in that way. Anyway, she told me I had to “clean” every place we played. This was a lot of places because we took it everywhere with us. My sister’s whole apartment complex, my mom’s front and back yard, and my friend’s whole house, especially her basement where it all started.
The cleansing consisted of burning sage, white candles, a few prayers, and it was like chanting. I know we looked crazy to people watching us do this (me and my mom, she’s great) but I didn’t care and neither did she.� We did get rid of it, whatever it was.
p.s. When the board said that, we drove all around town tearing up the board and throwing it out the window in little pieces, it was so horrible. I didn’t know what else to do! I hope people learn from this story and do not experiment with these sort of things. You want a spiritual experience, meditate!
Sent in by Jessi, Copyright 2008 TrueGhostTales.com