Hell Born

Ouija

I've grown up knowing a plethora about the supernatural. Coming from haunted New Orleans everywhere you turn there is some place "haunted." I have heard it all, the curses, the spells and rituals, nothing is surprising here. Most of the stories are propaganda, the works of the drunken or senile minds of the elderly, but there is one thing that everyone knows not to do in New Orleans, one thing that we all know always ends badly.
Don't mess with the Ouija board.

For anyone who does not know what a Ouija board is, it is a spirit board used to connect with the dead.  Some people think that a Ouija board can open up portals to the spirit world, and they are a very unpredictable thing to use. You never truly know who you are communicating with until it is too late.

Big parties in New Orleans are not uncommon. Growing up in a old, historical city I've been to numerous Halloween parties. During the month of October the month is filled with parties on every block. Bright, luminous lights shining from windows and down the streets, music from different genres blasting around the city.

I think my favorite thing though, is seeing the costumes. Sugar skulls, animals, and characters are just a few of the innocent costumes you will see wondering down the streets at night.

I think that everyone believes that a preacher's daughter does not like to go out and have fun, have a few beers, take a few shots of liquor, but that is most definitely not the case. Saturday night I could be having the time of my life and on Sunday morning I'll be sitting in the front row as my dad stands on the stage and preaches. What a little angel I am.

I was at a friends house. She threw a off the chain Halloween party. Over one hundred people showed up. A variety of beverages and other things sat on the table in nice little rows. The house had loud music blasting through the rooms, strands of lights were hung across the walls and ceilings.

The house was buzzing with drunken characters and monsters. Some people go the more natural route, dressing in a cheap costume that they could find in Walmart, others made and customized their costumes and obviously spent hours on their makeup, and possibly a lot of money on all the materials.

Halloween is my favorite time of year. Its not that I'm a horror junky, its that there is so much creativity. Its almost entertaining really. There's not much that scares me. So Halloween isn't that scary of a day for me.

This particular party fell on a chilly mid-October day. We were all dressed up, some of us were buzzed off of our minds. I wasn't drinking that day, but I was enjoying the festivity's as much as anyone else. There was games around the house, beer pong, quarters, the usual party games.

"Guys look what I brought!" Zach whom dressed like the cat from Alice and Wonderland. In his hands was a box was a box labeled Ouija. We all knew that you should never mess with a Ouija board. That's common sense. But everyone was to blitzed out of their minds to worry about it.

Everyone was accepting of the idea of playing the game. I decided that the game was probably just going to be a hoax. You can never trust a bunch of drunks playing a game. So Zach took the board out and the box and set it on the table in front of us. He took out the planchette and sat it in the middle of the board. "Okay, who's up?"

Four people sat in the seats around the board. We dimmed the lights and they began asking questions.
"Hello, is there anyone there?"
There was no movement.
"Who's getting laid?"
No movement but a few chuckles moved through the room.

The game seemed to not be working, we was all getting bored. Alexia stood up from the table and walked off. "Who's up for taking her place?" Zach asked. The moment the boring story changes is when I reluctantly decide to get up and sit in her place. I put my pointer and middle fingers on the planchette.