PINCHING AND OPPRESSION
About a year after he died, activity really began to pick up. I was terrified of the dark, and not without reason in this house. I used to sleep with the light on next to my bed on. Before he died, the lights occasionally turned themselves off, but not so much. After he died, they switched off nearly every night, and I would wake up in a panic, cold, and feeling pinned to my bed. Sometimes I would feel something pinching my toes through the blankets. Other times I would just be cold and pinned to the bed.
One night, I recall, I saw a woman walk past my bed, and that was just not okay with me. I fled the room. After a few months of this, the situation was resolved by me sleeping in my mother's room. I would sleep in her bed next to her... and not go in my bedroom room at night. Under no circumstances.
I assume that any paranormal activity beyond that was specifically my own fault. Here's why.
THE OUIJA
When I was fourteen, I began my studies of the occult and went in search for a new religion. I had been raised a Christian, but Christianity never explained everything for me, so I began to study Wicca. It was in my studies of the occult that I came across the seemingly harmless "toy" known as a Ouija board.
One day, my friends and I decided to make one and use it in my house. This was not so smart. Not only did it begin to consume us, but it also began to divide us as friends.
It started harmlessly enough. We asked the Ouija silly questions, and it would give us answers. We began to ask it other things, things that no one in the group could know answers to. Specifically, I asked my father's last name before he changed it. When it answered correctly, we began to egg it on to show itself. It did not appear, but a shade in my room flew up on its own. That was almost it for me. I fled the room. With coaxing from my friends, I returned and we began to ask more questions.
I asked when the boy I liked would ask me out, and it said: "14 DAYS." Fourteen days later, the boy asked me out. We said our goodnights to the board, and that should have been it, but we were all fascinated, so we made Ouija boards to carry around with us. We even used them at school.
The board never gave us many specific details about anything when we used it at my house, but whatever was speaking to us seemed to possess the ability to read minds: When we asked questions in our heads, the board would answer. It also seemed to see into the future. We were completely obsessed.
We talked to it at each other's houses as well. On one of these occasions, it revealed itself as someone named Evan, who told us he was from Oklahoma. When things really heated up, my friends and I began to fight and became divided. It tried to separate us when we used the boards at home by saying that one of us was talking about one of us behind our backs, and things like that.
THE APPARITION
One night, my best friend at the time called me in a panic. She had been using her board and it told her that she would die soon. She also revealed to me that every night she swore she had seen a pasty figure with red eyes at the foot of her bed. She believed it was real. I had been sleeping on the floor of my mother's room, but had heard shuffling outside of the door, while our dog (who was being crate trained) was locked in the foyer downstairs. So I told my friend that I would sleep in my room and tell her what I saw. So I did.
That night, the door opened of its own accord, and I swear to this day I saw a figure standing there. I was unable to move. When I finally could move, I flipped on all my lights... and I do not believe I slept the rest of the night.
Next page: The "possession"
