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Well, this is the new page for your Ouija Board stories. These stories are gonna be red and blue as well. There is gonna mainly be red and blue, to celebrate the Fourth of July. These colors will be changed after  the fourth. Well, we all know that the Ouija Board has been around for a long time. There are many things that can be used as a Ouija Board substitute. Table-tipping and automatic writing. If there are more, besides a seance, then please let me know. I have experience with the board and automatic writing, just not table-tipping. Seances are fun to, if ya know what you are doing and how to handle things if the situation gets out of control. It has been known to happen. So if you have any stories about any of these things, please email them to me, so others can see what that was like for them. I do not recommend you trying any of these without knowledge of what you are doing. Once again, they ARE VERY, VERY dangerous.

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Well, I guess that I will add my story here. When I was 18, I got my first and only Ouija Board. I had usually contacted this entity on there, named RED. He was cool. But anyway, when I went back to Las Vegas from visiting family in IL, I had went to my friends house to play with my board. We were using it, and when we were trying to ask for a sign that he was real, the board jumped halfway off our lap, and the planchette flew across to the middle of the Living Room floor. She blamed me for it doing that, saying I did it, when I thought that she did it. To this day, although I no longer have it, I dont know what happened.   tinkerbelle74/ hottotty27

Hi me and my mum recently tried a home made Ouija Board. Me and my mum put our fingers on the glass and asked if anyone was there. There was no reply until I asked it if we should ask it questions. It said no and then went away. maybe it had just passed over and wasnt ready to be asked questions.   From Roxy and Susannah   The home made Ouija Board is just ripped up paper with the alphabet on in a circle and the words Yes and No in the middle and a glass for the planchette. -------------------------------------------------------------------  

I was home with my brother & sister when we decided to play hide & seek (we were young of course). In the kitchen we had tons of cabinets...one in particular was a walk-in type. My sister hid in there & my brother & I looked for her. It took two of us because the house was so big. Upon opening the door, we found my sister scared out of her mind. Her face was so pale & her eyes wide open. When we asked what happened, she said she couldn't breathe & felt like someone was holding her unwilling to let her run out. My brother walked into the closet & shut the door behind him. We waited, heard nothing. Then ... my brother came out of the closet & said, "there's something on the top shelf." Keep in mind, we already knew the house was haunted (from my previous story). My brother grabbed a chair & pulled from the top shelf a REAL ouija board. It was solid wood with letters & a wooden pointer. We didn't know what it was so of course we started playing with it. We thought it was some type of monopoly game or something of that sort. My mom came home & saw us playing with it & snatched it away asking where we got it. My brother told her what happened & she disregarded what we said about my sister being scared crapless & told us to never play with that again. She threw it in the trash that night, knowing that the trash men were coming the next morning. After that incident, we never spoke about it until years later when we were moving out of our house. I was helping pack everything in the kitchen & to our surprise.... The Ouija board was back in the place where we found it years before. WEIRD?!

Kristi

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I bought a ouija board at the age of 14. I believed in ghosts but I never had an experience to make me believe in the ouija board. I always knew I had some sort of connection with ghosts.... Or spirits, if you will. I just never knew what I was supposed to do about it. My friend & I went on a trip with her family to Mexico. This was my first time there so I didn't know what to expect. I took the ouija board to pass time if I got bored. One night, we were sitting outside when I asked my friend if she wanted to try the ouija board. She was reluctant but decided to try it. We began talking to a spirit. It wasn't rude to us at any time until her cousin came around. Now, before this happened I never liked her cousin because she just seemed like a total nuisance. Anyway, the pointer started going crazy and kept spelling out: LISA IS A B*TCH.... DIE. I was confused because I had never experienced an "evil" spirit before. I began asking it questions in my head because it wouldn't talk to us while Lisa was around. To my surprise, it was answering everything I asked. I asked why it didn't like Lisa and it just kept spelling B*TCH. I asked if it wanted Lisa to leave us alone & it landed on YES. I then asked if it was going to do something to Lisa if she didn't leave and it replied with YES. I asked Lisa to leave but she wouldn't. I told her, if you don't leave...something will happen tonight but I didn't tell her what it was. She decided to leave after a while when she noticed it wouldn't talk to us & that was the end of the "mean" Ouija streak. That night, we were going to bed...my friend & I was talking about what happened while Lisa was asleep on the couch. Lisa had gone to bed right after that incident because she was so scared. We talked for a bit when all of a sudden Lisa gasped for air. She was crying in her sleeping and was trying to wake herself up with no luck. We asked what had happened and this is the encounter she told us. She went to sleep...before we came in the house, she said she saw a woman in her sleep dressed in a gown with all gray hair pulled up. Kind of like a woman from the old days that wore the bell shaped dresses. Anyway, she said the woman was holding her down while sleeping and wouldn't let her get up (to wake herself up). The woman had her hand on Lisa's chest applying enough pressure to where Lisa couldn't move. Lisa said she tried to scream for our help because she could hear us talking but nothing would come out of her mouth. I thought back & realized that the person we were talking to had indeed visited Lisa just like she said she would. I never told anyone what the spirit & myself had discussed in my mind. But, I know that it definitely wasn't the last time something like that would happen.

Kristi

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FOR MY 13TH BIRTHDAY MY AUNT GOT ME A BOARD. SHE KNEW I WAS REALLY INTO STUFF LIKE THAT AND THOUGHT IT WAS NO BIG DEAL. I GOT IT OUT RIGHT AWAY AND WE STARTED PLAYING IT. IT TOLD ME I HAD A GUARDIAN NAMED EMAL. HE DIED IN A GANG SHOOTING. HE WAS REALLY NICE THE FIRST FEW TIMES I PLAYED, BUT THINGS CHANGED REALLY FAST. 4 DAYS LATER WE THOUGHT IT WOULD BE COOL TO PLAY ON HALLOWEEN. WE ALL MET AT MY BEST FRIENDS HOUSE. HE TOLD ME HE WAS GOING TO KILL MY BEST FRIENDS, BUT HE STILL LOVED ME. HE TOLD ME HE WAS GOING TO POSSESS THIS GUY I LIKE AND ME. MY FRIENDS WERE PLAYING BY THEIRSELVES WITHOUT ME AND SAID I WAS GOING TO DIE SOON. HE TOLD ME SO MANY THINGS I NEVER COULD HAVE KNOWN. A LOT OF WEIRD THINGS HAVE BEEN HAPPENING. I WAS IN THE OTHER ROOM AND HE TOLD MY FRIENDS WHAT TIME I WAS BORN, MY BRA SIZE, MY ADDRESS, MY SHOE SIZE, AND THINGS THAT HAPPENED WHEN I WAS ALONE AND WHEN THEY WERENT THERE. HE TOLD ME HE WOULD NEVER LEAVE AND IF HE DIDNT GET WHAT HE WANTED HE WOULD KILL ME. I DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO. I SEE AND HEAR THINGS IN MY ROOM AT NIGHT. IM NOT GOING TO PLAY AGAIN.

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When I was in my late teens, I had two friends who liked to play the board.  I refused to get caught up in it.  One night, while they were playing, the board kept talking about me and calling me foul names. Then, I went to bed to sleep.  I fell asleep and woke up with a terrible stomachache.  I sat there on the edge of the bed holding my stomach. All of a sudden, the pain stopped.  A few seconds later, one of the girls (who was in a wheelchair) opened my bedroom door and asked me if I was ok.  She said the board was still talking bad about me, and apparently my stomach had stopped hurting when they stopped playing.  A few weeks later, we were at a cemetary and they were at it again.  The board was leading them to grave's, with some degree of acuracy.  It told them to tell me I was on a rock, not a roll.  I still have no idea what that means.

Pam

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Marcus (my brother) came over while Bobby was in school so that he and I could carve pumpkins. As we sliced through, carving out personalities each pumpkin. the subject of ghosts and my haunted house came up. Memories were dredged up, as we told each other about our various sightings and encounters. I got a wild hair and decided to use his ouija board before Bobby got home.

I placed all eight candles on the floor, making a semi-circle around our ouija. I smirked to myself as I watched Marcus position the board between us. He lit the candles and I decided to just keep an open mind. We placed our fingers on the dial, and I knew we weren't turning back now. He called out a few times asking if anyone was there. Nothing happened.

"It's your house, Jeanna, you call them."
"Is anyone there?" Still the dial did not budge.
"try again"
"Is anyone there?"

Footsteps came out of the bedroom, and we flinched a bit. I asked again out of curiousity. The dial swung over to yes. Marc urged me to continue all of the questioning since I caught whatever or whoever's attention.
"Do you know either one of us?" The dial swung over to yes again. I looked up at Marc and watched his arms and hands to make sure he was not faking this connection. He wasn't. Neither was I. "How do you know one of us?" I felt my arms pulled by the weight of the spirit as it spelled out N, E, I, C, E. It knew me. A sense of dread came over me. What if this wasn't a good thing? Curiosity got the best of me though. "Are you male or female?" It moved us to the letter F. I was hooked. I wanted to know anything I could about the ghost that had lived with me since I was 3 years old. I had always assumed it was my great grandmother Evvie since she was close to my mother but had died before I was born.

"Is this Grandmother Evvie?" No. "Do you know Grnadmother Evvie?" No. I was dissapointed. I had always just known it was her, but I was wrong. "What is your name?" C, E, R, U, H. "Are we realted from my grandfather's side? no "From my grandmother's side" yes "Do you know Evvie at all? yes. "Have you always been with me?" yes

My body was stiff from concentrating so hard and my fingers ached, so I let go. Maybe I was still scared, too, but Marc admitted his fingers and back were hurting as well. I had to know. I looked Marc in the eye and asked him, "did you move that at all?" "NO! Hell, I was wondering if you were! I don't know anything about your family or your ghosts to even try and lie to scare you"

"well, I want to know more. Break is over." We placed our fingers back on the dial as I asked if she was still there. It swung over to yes. "Marc, what do I ask her now?" "Hell, I don't know! She's your um, ghost. Wait, ask her if she has a message" "Do you have a message for me?" It swaggered a bit, but stayed on yes. "What is your message?" M a r i a g e. I felt dread creep up. She has a bad omen for my wedding in December. Great. "What about marriage?" N x "An ex? Is it Bren?" yes. "Is he going to try and stop the wedding?" M o y e. "MArc, I um, I don't get that." I asked again and she replied the same. M o y. "Is that about money?" yes "What about money" c 0 c "Bren had money, Marc. But that message doesn't make sense about an ex and money. Maybe its something else. Did you like Bren?" It swung over to no. I couldn't help but giggle as I remembered how often his stuff had mysteriously dissapeared. "Maybe moy was moi like the french word for me, Marc! Well, do you like Bobby?" It swung fast over to yes. "Do you like our dog?" I knew the answer because I saw how he barked at thin air and cowered at the sound of footsteps by an unseen figure. NO. "Do you like our friends?" NO. "Are you a good spirit?" yes "Do you mean me any harm?" no "Are you here to protect me?" yes. "When did you die?" 0 1 9 2 9. "Did you have any children?" yes. 2. "What is your last name" L O W A Y A Y A Y A Y L O W

Marc's hand jerked off of the board. "That has happened before. This board carries this mean thing and it always spells out A Y A Y. Last time I used it, my friend Courtney was thrown back and passed out."

"Well, let me see what she says about it. Come on, we can't stop now."
I placed my fingertips back on the dial and looked at Marc. He sighed and did the same. "Are you still there?" yes "I someone with you?" yes "Who?" A Y "Can you get rid of it?" yes We waited a moment giving her time. "What is your middle name?" M A R I E
"That is the mine too! What's your last name?" L O W "Do you have any other messages for me?" yes. "Ok, what is your message?" G L "Jeanna, what is GL?" "GL, gl um, maybe good luck?" The dial swung over to yes. "Do you have any other messages?" L o v e y o u.
"Does anyone besides me, you and Bobby live here?" yes "Are they bad spirits?" no

I smiled and sat back. "I need a cigarette, what about you, Marc?" "Oh, God, yeah." I passed him one and we lit up. "Marc, swear to me you are not moving it." "Jeanna, I swear. I saw you watching my arms, my hands. You know I wasn't moving that, that thing around." Maybe it was the stiff air, or maybe it was just the nicoteine, but I coughed, long and hard. "Time to talk to her again!"

"How did you die?" C a n c e r. I giggled thinking she was fussing at me like everyone else about smoking. "Are you fussing at me?" yes "Do you have any other messages?" L o y a l. "Who is loyal?" B o b s "Bobby is loyal huh?" yes "We have to go now. Any other message?" l o v e y o u


Thanks,
Jeanna

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 Hello, I used a ouija board for the first time last night halloween at about 11:45 at night.  We (my older sister and I) were sitting in my house trying to communicate.  Nothing happened.  Later we went to Emily's Bridge in Stowe Vermont which is supposed to be haunted.  We were gonna use it there but when we drove ont othe bridge we got a REALLY bad feeling in the pit of our stomach, so we took the board back to my sisters house.  We tried it twice at her house.  The first time I could feel my energy being drained through my fingertips.  The planchette slowly started to move to no barely turning but then my sisters hand got pushed off and she started to sweat really badly.  We tried once more after that in teh same place and i could feel my finger tips getting pushed away and brought back in a pulsating motion.  I thought it must have been my hands shaking, but it wasn't.  My sister and I both agree that we think that there was an evil spirit tryign to get us to use the board and a protective spriit trying to make us leave it alone.  Thanks for reading.

Dave.

Hey this is my experience with the ouija board. A few weeks ago my friends and I were checking out this haunted house that is a few houses down from me. The story of the house is that this lady went psycho and hung her husband and 2 children and then hung herself. We brought my brothers ouija board and started to mess around on it, just playing around, didn't think anything would happen (at the time none of us believed in ghosts) We asked if the lady was really psycho (kind of in a mocking way) and then things started getting weird. It all of a sudden got really cold, I mean like freezing we were all shivering, then a drawer opened and everything in the drawer started flying out and stuff was falling from the shelves, we were all terrified. So we got up leaving the ouija board there and ran all the way back home. Later the next day, when it was light out, we went back to get the board because my brother wanted it back. So we decided to fool around on it again, because we were less scared, because it was light out now. We didn't think anything was going to happen, once again. This time we asked if Pinky Lawrence was real. (That was the supposed name that was going around as the psycho wife). (Earlier on that year we had gone into the house and taken a portrait of this really pretty lady. After that day when we got home we took it out of the frame and it said Pinky Lawrence), and the ouija board read yes. So we quickly grabbed up the board and once again ran home. The next day we had planned to take the whole family to the cape for the week. When we returned home after that week, the pinky Lawrence portrait was back on the wall in the frame (we had left it out of the frame and lying on the floor), and the eyes of the portrait had been burned out. (No one had been home all week, so we still think it was her ghost) after that we burned the portrait and the frame and discontinued the visits to the house.

Thanks-- Daniel, Bert, Kathyrn, & Caitlin

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A while ago, my friend and I were playing with the Ouija board.  We asked how 
many people were in the entire house (including the people downstairs).  My 
parents were having a party that night, so we weren't sure exactly how many 
people were in the house.  So we went downstairs to find out if the board was 
right.  We left the planchette on the board (as you're never supposed to do) 
and went downstairs to count.  When we came back up, to our amazement, the 
planchette was spelling out, "I tricked you!  You left me alone and now I'm 
out!".  I told my parents about it (who are very religious and had no idea I 
had a Ouija board) and we moved 2 months later.  Luckily nothing weird 
happened, but we haven't touched a Ouija board since.
Casey and Laura
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A few hours ago, my friend and I were playing with the Ouija board.  We 
contacted a spirit named Tom Yoler and were talking to him.  He seemed to be 
friendly.  There was music playing in the background from the movie, 
"Oklahoma" and we asked him if he liked the music.  He replied, "No because 
this music was playing when I was shot".  We immediately knew he was lying 
because he said he was shot in the 1800s -- the movie wasn't even out yet.  
We confronted him about it and he admitted to lying.  We asked why and he 
said, "To scare you".  Then he said, "For fun" after asking why.  Why would 
he do this?  And it makes me wonder how much a Ouija board can lie to you 
about things you don't even realize.
Casey and Laura

Me, and my friends, Justin, Brynn,and Amanda were playing around with Amanda's Ouija board when we stayed the night at her house and we asked a question. I forgot what it was, but then we asked the name and her name was Georgia Weaver. And Weaver is Brynn, and Justin's last name. It freaked us all out and we asked how she died and she said that she had been shot. We asked her who shot her and she said Shawn Weaver shot her. Shawn Weaver is Brynn, and Justin's brother. We were all scared after that, because Shawn didn't shoot anybody. We don't know what was goin on. Everybody said that they weren't moving the thing, so we all believed eachother. Then that same night some black dude was looking through the window and we got scared and ran in the front room where my brother, and Amanda's brother was. They asked us what was wrong and we told them that a black dude was loooking through the window. They went in the room with us and about 5 minutes later the black dude was looking through the window again. We all slept in the living room with knives close by, just in case. The next mourning we were watching the news and there was a report about a train wreck the mourning before. They showed a picture of the driver of the train and the picture was the guy that was looking through the window. He died the very same mourning, that he looked through the window that day before. (That came out kind of confusing sorry)   ~~SilkFlowerXo~~

 
 
 

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