These events happened in the weeks following the events detailed in my experience titled Ouija Boards Invite Trouble (http://www.yourghoststories.com/real-ghost-story.php?story=4364). Paula and I had lost touch until recently so I did not include these details in the original experience. She and I now talk on a regular basis again and I have her permission to share what follows.
I was 15 during these events. I had been a practicing "witch" for three years. The "Board" that had been used the night I was "attacked" had been left with my friend Paula as the "birthday girl" had been badly shaken by the events that had happened the night of her birthday party. It ended there for her. This is an account of what happened to me over the next 3 weeks to a month. This is also why I know that what happened that "first night" (the night of the birthday party) was not a panic attack.
A week after using the board with that group of people, I showed up at Paula's house at about 11:00 (11:00am) on a Saturday morning. I knocked on the door and Paula shouted out, "Just a minute" and I got the overwhelming feeling she had that Ouija Board out and had been using it. When she opened the door I said, "You had that Board out didn't you?" She admitted she had, but she had closed her "session" and put it back in it's box and then put it away in the closet because she knew I was leery of the "darn" thing. We went and sat in the living room. A description of Paula's house is in order to help understand what happened next.
The front door was centered on the home. You entered a hallway, on the left was a closet that was closed with "bi-fold" doors. To the right was the door to the living room. If you stayed in the entry hall and walked past the living room the hall came to a "T." If you turned right you could proceeded into the dining room and then into the kitchen, and taking a left in the kitchen you could enter the garage. If you turned left and walked down the hall the bathroom was on your left, there were two bedrooms on the right and the master bedroom was at the end of the hall.
Anyway, she had told me she had put it up and we went into the living room and had been talking for about 15-20 minutes there was a crash from the closet. Paula said something to the effect of the games must have fallen down and we continued talking when we heard a tapping coming from inside the closet. I looked at her and she looked at me... Both our eyes were wide...fear, curiosity... A mixture of both? I'm not sure which it was for her, for me it was fear... Not a "run screaming" type, but I was scared. Paula walked over to the closet and pulled open the door and sure enough the games had fallen over...overbalanced? Possible as she had placed the Ouija Board and box on the top of the game pile on the shelf of the closet; however, when she opened the closet door the planchette (pointer) of the Ouija Board was pointing directly at me and was sliding forward and backward... It had been what was tapping against the door. Paula quickly picked it and the board up... Set the planchette (pointer) on the board and closed it again. I didn't stay much longer that day and made my way home. But I couldn't shake the "nerves" that had developed.
That night I had some of the worst nightmares I've ever had. I woke up tired, with bruises on my upper arms and on my calves. The feeling of being watched remained with me. The restless nights continued and at times it felt like "something" was trying to get inside of me. Sundays were my best day of the week... Wednesdays/Thursdays were the worst. I couldn't focus on anything and at times I had strange urges... The desire to hurt others accompanied by the images of doing just that filled my head. My friends at school began to avoid me and I even skipped nearly a week of school. My journal is full of dark thoughts and desires during this point of time...here's one dated Wednesday, October 13.
"It's 3:15pm, missed school today, figured I didn't need to be there. I feel like, No 'I' don't feel like this, but there's something around (in?) me that wants me to take a knife and use it on someone, anyone. Last nights dream (vision?) was full of blood, The restroom in the 100 hall was full of blood and I saw 'myself' walking away from 3 bodies but when I looked down at my hands and the hunting knife clutched in my right fist they were not my hands... They belonged to an older person."
Paula skipped school the next day (Thursday, October 14) and came for a visit. We talked for a long time and based on my feelings/journal/entries/nightmares and some research we decided that I was being oppressed by an entity, possibly a "Demon" (Yes, I used the "D" word... THIS is one of the reasons I "stress" the differences between a Malevolent Spirit and a Demon). We grabbed all my books concerning Demonic Oppression... I had 3...and went over to her house and used them as well as her family's collection (not sure how many) and spoke with her Mother. After all was said and done, it seemed I was the victim of Demonic Oppression (not Possession but Oppression... Big, BIG difference). We also figured out a Ritual for getting rid of it (part of this is now part of my Shielding Method).
Paula's Mom helped us with the ritual, even helped us rent a hotel room so we had a private place to conduct the Banishment. She insisted we had brought it "on" and that we had to deal with it. I will not go into details except for this. We started on Friday, October 15th at 1930 (7:30pm) and finished on October 17th at 09:45 (9:45am). I will say what I went through during that time was "not pleasant" to say the least. It felt like I had been in a fight. My body ached, I had bruises and no one had "physically" touched me.
At one time, late that Saturday night, we both saw a form manifest. This form wore a red shirt or jacket and was shaped kind of like a man I remember seeing, head and shoulders on "something" that stood almost 7 feet tall, and we reached for something to write with as this formed and then faded away. This is what we both wrote. (from my Journal) I wrote these letters BAALBERITH and Paula wrote the same letters, but she used both capital and lower case letters, Baal Berith. With this we had a name and that name "gave us power" over it. Baal-berith is the name of a Demon who tempts men to blasphemy and murder.
I also learned a very "personal" name for myself during this period of time, and between "knowing" the "Demon's" name and having learned my "spirit name," we continued and on Sunday morning during the "Heaven knows" what number of the banishment ritual the air in the room changed... I swear, to this day, I heard a man screaming and the hotel door shook violently and the air felt lighter. I had been sitting in a chair and I collapsed onto my hands and knees... I was drenched with sweat and absolutely exhausted. Paula and I repeated the ritual one more time and then packed up and went home.
I've had my "personal shield" up since that time. There are more details to be sure. I choose not to share them at this time as they are too personal. I will do my best to answer any questions anyone may have, but reserve the right to keep personal things personal.
So...there it is...I'm still not sure if the Ouija Board session on that Early September night caused this or, if in my ignorance, I had left myself open to something like this happening... One thing is for sure. LESSON LEARNED.