Ok, this is my experience. It's a super long story that happened mainly over a week or so, with a prelude to the whole thing beginning a few months before everything crazy went down.. So apologies for the long read. It's worth it though. My friends still often bring it up and to this day, my hands and feet get clammy just talking about it.
My first experience with the ouija board was at a friend of a friends house. I was there with my best friend and her boyfriend at the time. My best friend (we'll call her Jessa) had grown up in this house which was notoriously haunted. The women who lived there would wake up with scratches on their backs.. they would routinely see the ghost of a little boy.... CRAZY SHIT all the damn time. Anyway, Jessa's childhood friend moved in there when the family moved out. We were there for her housewarming party.
Jessa's friend had a board. Jessa and I are both pretty spiritual and neither of us wanted to touch it. Nothing was happening so Chuck convinced us to do it, saying we were "witchy". As soon as we touched it, the cursor started moving. At first it was saying it was a little boy. Jessa and I looked at each other, like "oh fuck", both of us knowing about the little boy in the house. Suddenly, Chuck was like "oh, man, did you guys feel that?" We all felt it. The air became THICK like, hard to breathe. He described exactly what I felt. It was almost like the air was thick fog or mist, but it was still dry. The board started spelling things like "SLUT - FUCK HER - CHEATER - BITCH - FUCK YOU - HE FUCKED HER". The cursor was moving more rapidly with every word. Finally, Jessa was like "OK, STOP!!!" and the pointer stopped, dead in its tracks. It stopped to abruptly that my hands slipped off. When I touched it again, it slowly dragged to the bottom of the board, ending on "Goodbye"..
Months later, I was crashing at a friends place, K and J. They had a basement apartment and I was crashing their couch. The guys invited over some girls I didn't know and they wanted to try using a ouija board.
I didn't want to touch it but it wasn't working so I finally gave in and decided to try it. As soon as I touched it, the pointer started to move. I was touching the pointer with my friend K. The cursor was moving really slowly, so as a game I said "move faster" and it started moving quickly. I kept saying "faster" and eventually it was moving so fast, my friend touching the cursor was saying "this isn't funny", as if I was moving it. I said I wasn't moving it and he freaked out, releasing the board and the pointer went shooting across the room. At that point, we were all pretty convinced it was real. One of the girls wanted to see more, so we grabbed the cursor and started again.
So, then the board asks to speak to a girl named Hailey. The board says "FAMILY - FATHER" and proceeds to spell her dads name. She starts freaking out. The board says it's sorry about her dad, that her dad is a drug addict and her moms a drunk. It says she has to leave her house because her dad is angry. Hailey starts crying and freaking out. The board says goodbye.
We get back to the apartment and Hailey is crying. She tells us that her dad is a coke dealer and her mom is drunk all the time. Her home life is awful, her dad would frequently get drunk and coked up and hit her. She was only 16 or 17 at the time. K and J say she can stay at their place too. Interestingly, months later, Haileys mom dropped her off at the apartment complex and she told Hailey that her great grandfather helped build the place. She said he lived there his whole life and died there.
After that night, I started reading about ouija boards. A couple nights later, I went to visit my best friend and her boyfriend at his place, which was walking distance to my apartment. I told them about the whole thing. He says he wants to try it too. Reluctantly, Jessa and I agree. Keeping in mind, we had all been drinking whiskey (yes, I know, this is altogether an AWFUL idea). The cursor starts spelling out "TREES - BROKEN GLASS". Suddenly, it starts getting violent, spelling out "RAPE - FUCK HER TEETH". Jessa and I tell it to stop and say we goodbye. The cursor drags to "Goodbye" and we put the board away. Suddenly, Chuck is like "OH SHIT. Dude, you're not walking home." He then explains his interpretation of what the board was saying. On my walk to my friends place, like I said, they lived in a basement apartment, so instead of walking through the halls, we'd just go to the living room window and climb in. To get to the window, I would cut through a back clearing, where there were tall trees all over. He's convinced that there are bad guys in there on that night and that if I walked home, I would get raped, hence the "fuck her teeth" shit. Needless to say, after that visual, I stayed over.
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