posted on Mar, 27 2016 @ 10:08 PM
Ouija . . . .
When i was a teenager a girlfriend from school brought her Ouija board to my house and when she opened the box to remove the game board all of my pets
fled from the room.
As an adult i had a neighbor/friend stop by one night with an old Ouija board from the turn of the century that he found in the attic of a dilapidated
farm house that used to belong to a killer (The former owner would hire the Paiute Indian's to help work his farm. When it came time for the
tribesman to collect his wages the farmer murdered him and fed his body to the pigs).
Why not, right?
We found a glass lens to use as a planchette, lit a few candles, turned off the lights and laid hands on the oracle. Usually when a board begins to
speak it's hard to keep up but this Ouija board had been up in the attic for too long and it was really sluggish.
So I asked him, “Ouija, can you pick up the pace a little bit?” and it replied “NO U”
Then we started to heckle the board “Is Ouija a dumb$h!%?” to which it replied “NO U”
Then all of a sudden and without being prompted it began to reference a time and date, to which I responded “Aw, is that when you died Ouija?”
and it said “NO U”
Ouija is not our friend!
After that happened my neighbor broke the board into three pieces and threw it in a dumpster. Even though he lived next door to me and we were tight,
i never saw my friend again
They don't call it "Dreamland" for nothing.