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Stalked
by the Unknown
It was Friday the 13th and I was with my friends Mike and Andrew. It was a full
moon and I was only into Tarot cards because they interest me, but not Ouija
boards - they scared me. But Andrew said he wanted to try it. So Mike took it
out and I sat on the bed, being the recorder. The lights were turned out and
Andrew contacted his grandpa, and he gave all the right answers to questions.
Then the candle flame started to rise (the candle was purple), so we stopped, but
decided to use the Ouija again the next day.
We did, but this time the story is a little different. We used it at Mike's house first, and we got Andrew's grandpa again. We told him to go to Andrew's house because we had to leave Mike's. At Andrew's, we went to his room and started talking to his grandpa again, but to one question Andrew asked - just to make sure it was really him - the board just spelled AZAZAZAZAZAZAZ - and then told us to go to hell. The light flickered and we went back to Mike's house.
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"We went to his room and started talking to his grandpa again, but to one question Andrew asked - just to make sure it was really him - the board just spelled AZAZAZAZAZAZAZ - and then told us to go to hell." |
We used the board there and Andrew's grandpa came on the board and said it wasn't him that had been so rude; he said it was the devil. We asked if we could go to his grandpa's house and he told us no several times. But we went anyway. We were about several blocks away when the tire on my bike popped as soon as it hit the street. I was in shock. My tires had been were perfect, and they just popped. I told Mike and Andrew that I didn't want to use the Ouija anymore, and they said, let's ask him one more question. (They were becoming obsessed.) So we did. Andrew asked the spirit (Andrew's grandpa) to come into our dreams.
I had a dream that night that I was in a new house with a huge backyard, but it was foggy and full of vines. I went into a little hut and saw an ant trap and picked it up. As soon as I did, huge bugs came out all over me and I ran. The moment I ran out of the hut, I saw a man in black smiling at me, taunting me. Then he ran up to me and I woke up.
The next day, I told Andrew about my dream, and he said by the description I gave him of the guy in my dream that it wasn't his grandpa - and he had the same man appear in his dream. I must mention that I had candy on me that day - Sour Patch Kids - and every color I picked out was yellow; 80% of the candy in the bag was yellow - what the Ouija told us was Andrew's grandpa's favorite color! I ran home and wrote on a piece of paper: "purple," the color of the candle we used the first night, "yellow," his favorite color, and "Thomas," his name. I spelled out those three words and, through numerology, it came out to 666! Whatever we were contacting wasn't Andrew's grandpa!
I put on my roller blades, grabbed the paper and was about to go to Mike's house when my friend Fran appeared at my door. I told her what had happened and the paper blew out of my hand. (Out of nowhere a breeze came!) I skated over to get the paper when I heard Fran scream my name. I turned around and I fell on my face, with the paper in front of me.
About eight months later, I wasn't hanging around Mike and Andrew like I used to. Over the summer I had become closer with new friends - mostly girls, but especially with a girl named Christina, who was very superstitious. She said that she met a girl named Laura who was raped and had died. Christina wanted to talk to her again tonight... through the Ouija board. I hesitatingly said okay.
When we used the board, we contacted an old women named Harriet Finger, who died and who used to own Christina's house. We left the room because we wanted something to eat, but the candle was on. We went back into the room (with our friends Jackie and Sara) and the candle was out, but there was a huge black spot on her wall from the smoke. Christina started to clean it, but the black stuff wouldn't come off. Jackie told Christina to step back. When she did, tears filled her eyes. The black spot had turned into the faces of two women, one looking out the window and one looking very mean down at us.
That night, Christina's friend Laura came into my dream. I saw what she looked like and how she died. She said than an evil man named Howard (real name a-liesgh-ha; I can't spell it, but that's how it's pronounced) stalked us on the Ouija board and threatened to hurt us - and that once he told us "AZAZAZAZAZAZAZ"! - ExerciseBabe
Sevatu
About 20 years ago, my friend and I decided to start playing around with the
Ouija board I had received for Christmas. In the interest of fair play, we did
it as the box suggested, sitting on chairs facing each other with the board on
our knees. We closed our eyes and had my sister act as secretary, recording each
letter. (My sister was about 13 and was not making anything up, as different
friends also "stood in" for her when she wasn't around.) Within
minutes, we began to receive sentences that made sense. Eventually, the board
told us we were communicating with someone named "Sevatu." He said he
was an Incan warrior and that he wanted to talk to us. My friend and I became
"addicted" to this "game," and for weeks we would sit in my
room, light incense, smoke cigarettes and have sessions.
Sevatu would tell us jokes and ask us questions. After a few weeks, the nature of the messages changed: they became somewhat intimate, menacing and rude. One night, Sevatu told us he wanted us to "come away" with him. During that same session, the pointer flew out of our hands and hit the wall. At that point, we got freaked out and decided to put the Ouija away for a while. I began having nightmares and so did my friend. I took to sleeping with a crucifix on and a bible in bed with me. I began to fear the Ouija board, and my friend said she would take it to her boyfriend's house because he wanted to mess around with it.
She was driving out to his
house with the board on the seat beside her and her car began to smoke and
stalled on a dirt road. She got out of the car and threw the Ouija board into a
cornfield, got back in the car. It started, and she drove safely to his house. I was
very fearful for about a year or so afterward that I was being "haunted,"
but eventually the fear went away. I have never again touched a Ouija and do not
intend to. - Crow 
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