| About 10 years ago, when I was
about 18, my boyfriend found a ouija board in the trash.
It was no ordinary ouija board and was not made by Parker
Brothers. It was dated late 1800's and made in Salem. It
said something about the great massacre. It was double
sided with big black letters that were shadowed in red.
It was twice the weight of the normal ouija board and
nearly twice the size. In one corner it had an ugly old
witch, the second corner had a man with a crystal ball,
the third corner had a man on a camel and (I think) the
fourth corner had a wizard(?). Good art work, very
detailed. It was quite unusual. (I have messed with Parker Brother ouija boards before but the spirits were weak compared to this one. They often spelled wrong, but for a reason, for instance: to make you say yes or no. For those who mess with boards, even the store bought ones, be careful that you are not tricked into saying things!) The two spirits I talked to were very strong. They called themselves Jack and Bitch. They would call me filthy names and it would move so fast at times that my hand would slip off and it would continue to spell dirty words, even though I was not touching it. It was extremely exciting! It knew so much about me and what was going on in my life, maybe because it sat in my room for months before I even touched it. Sometimes it would keep score as if we were competing in some kind of a game. It would rattle around when it wanted to talk to me. I was alone every time I messed with the board. When Jack was talking it moved very fast making a screeching sound and when Bitch was talking it was slower and had the sound of fingernails on a chalkboard. Although the pointer I was using was in bad shape, it moved with no problem. I could not believe the power this board had, nor could I believe the things it would say and with such sarcasm. One time it just started going off on me, putting me down and just being down right malicious. Even after I took my hands off it continued to spell terrible things, so I grabbed the pointer, as it was sliding across the board and tossed it aside. Now it was my turn to not only call it dirty names, but to get the last word in which was "Hah ha, you can't say nothing!" and then I put the board away. I can tell that it was mad because it was rattling roughly. When I talked to this board I would set in on my lap (keep in mind that this is a very unusual board). It told me things that would happen and so far it has been right. It referred to me as 2yz. Because I wouldn't fall for the tricks or say the riddles, I would start as if I were going to finish the riddle, but instead I would cut it short and end it with a phrase like, "your mama " "ha, ha," Just when they thought they had me, I would spoil it for them. I guess that it why they called me "too wise" (2yz). It started to become more fun to me when I realized that I could shut it up when ever I wanted and call it names then I could make it wait days before I would let them talk again. After a day or two of being silenced they would became furious and they would talk about killing me in sick ways. The bizarre thing was the way they would make fun of me. Some of the things they said were very funny, unfortunately, they were said about me. It just was not the things they said but the way they said them with such sarcasm and a witty sense of humor, it was almost as if they had a personality. They could not get me upset making fun of me because I was to busy laughing with them, at my own flaws that they pointed out to me. It was such a unique feeling, I could not believe this was all happening and I was in control. Even when I would say a stupid joke like "Hey I bet you guys are board to death!" the pointer would vibrate as if it were laughing hysterically. Of course, by this time I realized that this was no alien or someone who past away or an entity on a different plane and it sure was not holy. Instead, it was two very powerful demons. However, I remember thinking about how they could not do anything physical to me, they could only threaten me. I had just started realizing just how bizarre this whole experience was. The fact that I was not only communicating with the other side but the evil dark side and, to top it off, there was this sarcastic humor of the demons which was a little on the far side. I could not get over the fact that this was really taking place and I was the boss because they knew I was too wise to try to fool. I felt in total control at this point. The next day (still convinced that I was too wise to be fooled) I placed the board on my lap and placed my hands on the pointer and began to talk with the board. Then I made my mistake, I was caught with my guard down. Blinded by false confidence. Somehow, they managed to trick me, even though I knew better than to say words unknown to me, especially out loud - knowing they were demons. In a trance like state, I started to read the strange words aloud (the words had a lot of zzzz's in them). I knew what I was doing and I knew it was wrong, dut I didn't care, I actually felt exhilarated to the point where I wanted to say it and by this time the words were flowing right out of me. I was no longer reading but continued to say the strange words aloud. My five year old nephew came in the room with a terrified look on his face and said "NO, DON'T SAY IT, DON'T SAY IT" He looked like he was having a seizure or something. At that moment I went from an unexplainable feeling, to being incredibly terrified and unable to let go of the board, I felt like it had hold of my arms! My nephew got up off the floor and grabbed my grandfather's crucifix (which he carried in the war) and placed it on the board. The board flew off my lap! (Note that I did not believe that a crucifix could really work as a protector. I thought that was just a myth.) Maybe it was the fact that my nephew just broke the hold it had on me, but that didn't explain why it flew across the room so I put the cross on the board to see what would happen and sure enough it would rattle. I did it a few times in the hope that it would regret what it had been trying to do. After that, I decided this thing had to go. I told my nephew not to touch it but he did, it told him to run away, that none of us loved him. Jack and Bitch told him that they let me look into the future and that I owe them. So (stupidly) I talked to them again and they told me that I did not keep my part of the bargain and that they wanted me to finish saying the riddle. (I am not going to quote the riddle in fear of what would happen.) The riddle had to do with giving them my other nephew, but once I figured out what they wanted and just as I was ready to stop, it told me to go out side because the kids were out in the street. I did not want to believe the deceiving board, but I couldn't take the chance so I looked out the window to the front yard where the kids had been playing and I did not see the them. I ran out side looking frantically for any sign of the kids, I ran up the street a little way, before I realized that this had been another trick. I ran back to the house yelling for my two nephews, in a panic, when I heard the young one crying in the bathroom. I opened the door and saw smoke and flames (there were magazines and toilet paper on fire). I put the fire out. Thank god, they were all right. (My nephews have never done anything like play with matches.) I asked my nephew why he would do something so stupid. Apparently when the ouija board told him to run away it also told him to take his little brother in the bathroom and to start the fire, he began to cry with a pleading voice that said. "PLEASE GET THEM AWAY FROM HERE, PLEASE THROW IT AWAY, IT'S NOT A GAME, IT IS REAL, REAL BAD ". This coming from a little boy who had no clue about this kind of stuff might have been the only to open my eyes to what I had been doing. I started to break down and cry as I was apologizing, asking myself aloud "WHY I WAS JEOPARDIZING MY FAMILY"- "HOW COULD I KNOWINGLY INVITE DEMONS IN MY HOME!" "WHAT WAS I THINKING? PLEASE FOR GIVE ME, GOD" My nephewm, who was still crying, said, "THEY ARE AGAINST GOD, THEY WERE ONLY USING YOU!" That there was enough to ,totally convince me, my nephew wasonly five years old and knew nothing about the spirit world so how could say the things he said? This had to come from somewhere and I still, to this day, believe that if he had not been there that I may have been possessed or have unchained something evil or, worse, one of my nephews could have gotten hurt. It has been over ten years now since I have seen my nephews because my sister and her husband do not let them talk to me. I was young, it was a mistake and it was dumb to jeopardize my whole family but I'll tell you one thing right now, we all came out of it with a faith in God that we'll hold forever. Now it became clear to me how Jack and Bitch led me to believe that I was too wise, because once I was convinced of this, I would let my guard down. Just more of their tricky lies. It became clear to me why Jack and Bitch sent me on a wild goose chase outside, so I would not smell the smoke in the bathroom!! (Because my youngest nephew was the one they wanted, all of the riddles were about him.) Then I remember thinking "My God, just the things that happened in those few days alone should have scared me smart!" When I first started and it called me names and the fact that it would move without me touching it, would have scared just about anybody away. On top of that I was doing this stuff alone, which really makes me wonder why I kept going back to it, I normally would have been scared to death on the count of I'm a big scardy cat (I'm still afraid of the dark). What then could have made me so brave and daring, was it the excitement? Was it the "I can't believe this is happening to me!" or was it that each time I used it, the unexplainable feeling got stronger and stronger? I look back at the incident and I think how unbelievable it all was! The only conclusion I can come up with, about the unexplainable feeling, is that they were not feelings of my own, but rather the emotions of the evil spirits' (like an overwhelming feeling of getting what you want). I had a friend dispose of it (I hope she did!) Since then odd things have occurred, straigh after all that I was able to just grab a pen and paper and still talk to them (although I was not able to understand it all). I know it sounds crazy to someone who never been through it but I hope someone out there knows about this unique board can help me make sense of it. The only thing I found out about it was that all the other things that were found with it, was an object used for satanic rituals. (I rather not describe it.) One other thing I would like to add, I'm not sure if this is connected to the ouija board or what, but around the time all that was going on, when I would go to sleep I sometimes felt like I was being held down, paralyzed, unable to move or scream. I sometimes felt like there was something inhuman near me. Every time this would happen I would find myself floating in the air, up towards the ceiling almost like something is trying to steal my soul. First, I was held down then I was pulled up! It used to scare the hell out of me but now I do not fight it, I go with it. I never remember what happens after that but when I fight it, the dreams I have feel more than real!! |
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