We walked into the bathroom to see Carrie's body laying on the floor, her throat slit and a pool of blood around her. On the mirror, there was letters written with Carrie's blood that read "Ouija Ouija never lies". The lights started to flicker. All the doors locked. I looked ahead and saw a dark figure. I walked closer. "What are you doing?!" Samantha screamed. "Hold on." I said. I walked a little closer. It was Carrie, her ghost. She had a slit throat and was dripping a pool of blood around her. "Carrie? Is that you?" I said. "Y-es. I- ave come te warn you." I could hardly hear what she was saying because of her slit throat. "Warn me about what?" "It, ge-ets m-ad. B-bu-rn it be-fore it ge-gets you too." She walked away into the darkness. The lights came back on. "Let's burn that board." Samantha said. We struck a match and set fire to the board. While it burned there was a piercing scream that we heard in our heads. I fainted. The next morning, we woke up on the lawn by the black ash of the board. I woke Samantha. "Hmph?" "It's over, Samantha, it's really over. But we can't speak of it to anyone." I said. "Deal." She said. She and I ate breakfast and my mom came up the driveway. "Hey girls! You get any sleep last night?" "Hardly..." I said. "Aw, well that sucks. You do anything fun last night?" She asked curiously. "Just watched movies, and hung out." I said. "Sounds fun." "Well I have to go, see you on Monday, Jasmine." She said while walking away and smiling. "Wheres Carrie?" mom asked. "Oh she already went home, she had a stomach ache..." I said nervously. "Poor girl, say hi to her for me on Monday."she said. "Alright." We hadn't been bothered by the spirits again. But reader beware, for you may now be haunted by them for eternity.
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Ouija, Ouija.
Random3 girls, Jasmine, Carrie, and Samantha come together for a sleepover. Pillow fights right? Wrong. It all goes just fine until Carrie takes out her Ouija Board, and makes their days to come a living nightmare.
