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originally posted by: TruthLover557
Here's the thing. Three people had a seance with a board in my ex boyfriend's house without his permission when we were out of town. The entity identified itself by name. The next week we were told about this seance because one of the participants and my boyfriend's roommate was being visited by an incubus, and thus couldn't bend at the waist and was bruised all down his back.
Fast forward five months. Fast forward through the poltergeist activity, the black wolf and an entity hitting me in the head to the city I had to move to five months after all this started. I'm now living three hours from my boyfriend's house, because my mom was dying and I needed to be with her. During the day I am babysitting two sisters, age 12 and 14. I learn the younger one plays with her mother's Ouija board. "It's just for fun; our mom contacted Elvis on her birthday once." I tell the girls I respect their mom, but it isn't safe and strongly advise them to cut it out. Meanwhile, my boyfriend is the only one still remaining on his property in the other city where the Ouija session took place . He is constantly threatening and subsequently attempts to end his life three times ...
I'm stressed to put it ever so lightly. I'm driving the girls home from lunch and I see the younger girl in my rearview mirror say, "I asked who the ghost was in your boyfriend's house and it jerked me really violently and spelled out ___ (not saying its name here)." I almost wrecked the car when I heard that. I did total the car later that afternoon after another incident with the Ouija boarding preteen. The 12 year old is upstairs on the treadmill, which faces a long hallway in her house. I hear her scream, "Hello!?" Then she runs downstairs and sits by me with her pale face. "Were you yelling for me?" I ask. She says the four heavy bedroom doors visible from the treadmill lining the hallway upstairs all slammed shut at the exact same time.
I've never used a Ouija board and never will. The temptation has been fierce at times, trust me. I tried to find the girls' board to throw it away but it was no where to be found.
I HAVEN'T EVEN TOUCHED THE ICEBERG WITH THAT STORY, JUST WANT TO SAY -- RESIST THE BOARD. JUST RESIST FREAKING THE BOARD. IT ALL STARTED WITH THE BOARD AND IT ALL ENDED IN UTTER TRAGEDY. Naysayers have no idea what they're talking about.