Preface: these stories are kind of cloudy for me they both happened between 1992-93 in my old house in Lakeville which I do not believe to be haunted.
My 8th birthday party I had had a bunch of friends from my karate school since I was still relatively new to Lakeville over for a sleepover pizza party kind of thing. We had rented a bunch of horror movies puppet master II I believe is what we had watched before the incident.
So about 5 of us actually took part it was silly at first a bunch of 8-11 year old boys on a sugar high and having too much fun. We started out with bloody Mary in the bathroom to no avail. So we moved on to my parents 1970's Ouija board ends was actually moving the piece which is to be expected. But after about a half hour my friend Zach decided to take it to another level he asked about his dead grandfather at first it was me Zach and Tim were the only ones with our hands on the board. At first the answers were vague but then the board spelled out S T O P. So of course we continued, what happened after that is kind of blurry until Zach shouted "SATAN IF YOU ARE THERE GIVE US A SIGN" NOTHING...
About a minute later the light bulb above they table we were all sitting at exploded very loudly and all the lights in the basement went out. We all ran upstairs in fear my dad tripped the circuit breaker and all the other lights came back on. (I realize this could have been a coincidence but that was it for scary shiat that time).
So about 6 months later after the New Year during spring me and my friend bob decided to play with the board. (Note this story isn't nearly as cool and is very blurry and it's almost like as the events were happening it felt like a vivid dream). What we actually asked the board has long since escaped me but essentially what happened is after we played a bunch of weird little things happened. Objects that were clearly somewhere would move of their own accord to random places. Though we never actually witnessed it happen so who knows. But pretty much I had a yellow Columbia wind breaker that I was sitting on while we played Sega genesis in my basement. We decided to go play outside and I went to grab my coat which was mysteriously missing. I went and searched around the house to no avail. We went out into my garage and I noticed something strange my coat was in my mom's truck on the dashboard. I had never been in the truck that day. The other scary thing was that the truck was locked and my mom said she hadn't been in the truck at all that day. That's it I hope the few of you that read this can relate. I have a picture I took when I lived in Alabama that has some smoke like ghosts in a park in Montevallo Alabama in the tree face park