Terrifying Ouija Board Experiences
About 23 years ago there was my mom, my aunt and all their friends were being naive. They joined up at a haunted vacant house. Or so they thought. One of my moms friends brought candles and the Ouija board into the house to do a séance.
They sat down around the board and started asking questions (this is when the horror starts). They lifted their hands off the board and all of the sudden the board flew across the room. Everyone turned to look at the window and found a mad old woman staring at them. Everyone looked at each other scared and said I thought this house was vacant. They looked at the window again and the lady was gone.They started to laugh and said mean things about her. They taunted her and laughed at her calling her a hag and an old lady. Then they started to wonder why the Ouija board flew across the room. One of my moms friends picked it up, and said maybe the old lady threw it, everyone laughed at her. They said it was impossible, she was outside. Spirits, the one girl said. They thought it was really cool, so they lit the candles and started to play again.
While they were busy asking questions, the candles blew out and there was no wind or breeze whatsoever. Someone looked at the window, there again, was the old woman. Everyone started getting freaked out now. "Was this the same house as the old woman's? Does she still live here?" Everyone heard this house was vacant and no one saw any living presence here. They went outside to see if she was still there. The old woman was gone. Whoa... everyone thought.
They went to the graveyard down the road from there and looked around. They realized the last persons name to live in that house, and looked at her gravestone. They saw a picture of the old woman. It was the same woman they saw in the window. Oh, my gosh, my mom said. They saw that the woman was dead. The old woman was a ghost. They were stupid kids. You know teenagers, they like to be curious and get in tons of trouble.
They lifted up the gravestone and saw all of the fingernails of the old woman under the tombstone. They were dirty, and black. They screamed and put the tombstone back. They all ran back to the same house stupidly and found that the Ouija board wasn't where they put it last. They found it on an old dusty table. No one touched it. At this point my mom and aunt didn't believe much of ghosts, or the Ouija board. It was more of fun. They wanted to be scared. But in reality they knew that there was a living presence in that house, but they never saw it. The air felt heavier on their shoulders.
They wanted to do another séance and wanted to forget about the things they've seen. So they wanted to lift someone off the ground. There were about five girls and my mom was the one on the ground. They all closed their eyes and put two fingers on each side of my mom and believed that she could be lifted. Someone must have been believing a little too hard. It was true,you could be lifted. They lifted her on all sides and she was as light as a feather. Two people let go, she was still floating with two people holding her. The other two got scared and let go of my mom. She was floating in the air still when there was no one holding her. There was someone holding her though. An unseen person.
Everyone screamed and ran off out of the house including my aunt. My mom started to scream when she opened her eyes to the screaming. She was floating in midair! She started to squirm. The person holding her let go, and she fell to the floor. She screamed and ran off trying to find her friends. Until then she never came back to that house. She knew there was something evil holding her, and that woman must've been evil too. She was unheavenly.
She believes in ghosts now, sometimes it takes proof. It was more than enough proof for her. And she never used the Ouija board to contact the spirits ever again.
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