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May 2003 – Page 5

Three Years of Ouija
by OldNDrgn

From the ages of 16-19, I regularly used the Ouija board as a means to understand the many questions I've come to harbor due to my life's experiences with paranormal phenomena. Through my experiences I met several entities with both good and bad intentions: one (good) a seven-year-old child by the name of Mike. He was a lost and scared boy who was in constant hiding from the evil that regularly manifested itself within my home. The second (bad) came to be known to me as well with my friends as Triple X... or simply XXX. We called it "The Master of Intimidation and Manipulation." Upon first meeting Mike, I came to be friends with him, hearing his stories and his confusion with his passing away. He seemed to follow me around everywhere I went, and I was happy to have him tag along, going as far as inviting him to inhabit my body. He took on a presence as a guardian angel, it seemed, both mentally (consciously and subconsciously) and physically giving me signs of direction. He made it quite clear to friends and me that he was laid back and understanding of recreational activity, going as far as even manifesting two forties of beer when one friend and I were extremely bored and decided in asking him for this service, in which he immediately responded with: "Look in the laundry basket"... and shockingly they were there! 

As for the XXX entity... a friend and I stumbled upon this particular one by mistake. We were highly skeptical about the credibility of some of the more negative entities on the board, asking specific questions to separate the seemingly endless amounts of personalities that erupted at unexpected times. What we discovered was that several of these personalities, including some in which claimed to be passed-on relatives, were in truth ONE entity. Neither male nor female, it seemed to read the minds of those who practiced with the board, including my own, manipulating our thoughts and feelings at will. This XXX would get very angry and negative when we got more a grip on the boards use and on several occasions would manifest a burst of energy sending a untouched shot glass flying across the room to shatter on the wall... or the board to violently be flung off the table... or a slide window slamming shut cracking top to bottom, end to end.

Mike, the seven-year-old spirit, after a year or so of communication, one day suggested that it was his time. We were confused at this of course and asked for an explanation. He said that he was free to move on, that we had helped him more then we could truly understand. He said that he would look in on us time to time and thanked us for everything. He did have one warning pertaining to XXX: it said that over time it had gained much power from constant communication with us, that it would strike out at us physically and harmfully if we persisted with it. That was my last experience with Mike, and what follows would come to be the last with the use of the Ouija. 

One night I was alone at my computer (we came to be accustomed to the computer working as a board and often used it at the end of our practice experience) and had decided to attempt communication with my old friend Mike. I failed. Instead, XXX was there and was very threatening to me, proclaiming that I would be another victim. I of course just shrugged it off and said, "You can't hurt me. You have no power over me." What followed brought so many memories of the past flooding to me at once that my heart was racing, my hair was on end, legs had gone very numb. XXX started threatening people I knew, people I've known in the past as far back before I really ever recalled, pets and other named personalities. The list had me in awe, my hand flying across the keyboard faster then I could keep up with. After seemingly endless names that were listed it came to a stop! The last name on that list was actually my pet bird at the time. I printed out a copy of everything written and put it in a safe place. The next morning I awoke to find my bird literally torn apart - blood all over my cage, walls and entertainment system... feathers everywhere as if it was attacked very brutally. This made me very sad, angry and scared. 

I burned all the boards we had made that day. My friend came over and I wanted to show him the printout of what took place the previous night. My safe place was obviously not safe enough. It was gone. I never used the board again after that, although more and more lately I feel like picking it up once again, like it's calling to me. I had as much good experiences, as well with enlightening, or reawakened psychic ability when I practiced the board. Since I have not picked it up in years, lots of that energy has dissipated it seems. I still have experiences of paranormal phenomena, but avoid the board.

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