Before I moved to Kansas a few years ago, I experienced something that terrified me while living in my Grandmother's house in Pottstown, Pennsylvania.
I heard about the Ouija Board, and I wanted to try it. Now mind you, I knew the dangers it held, but I was a kid and I didn't think of the dangerous outcomes it could cause. So, before I used the board, I knew I couldn't do it alone so I called my best friend at the time. We'll refer to her as Rachel.
After Rachel arrived at my Grandmother's house, her and I set the board up. Now keep in mind, my Grandmother hates all this ghost crap, so we waited until she went to take her daily nap. I was a bit more interested in the whole experience than Rachel was, which was made obvious by my appearance, but she still did it with me because she knew it was something that I had always wanted to try. Well, after we placed our fingers on the planchette and made three distinct circles around the middle of the board, we sat there for about 6 minutes asking to communicate with someone.
We didn't get anything, so just as we were about to end the game and box it back up, the planchette started to wiggle under our fingers. I looked at Rachel with wide eyes, and her to me. We quickly came back into focus and began studying the planchette. It was doing extraordinary things. It actually slid off the board at one point, which threw us both off guard.
Once Rachel asked if anyone was present, things began to get bizarre. The board spelled out, M-I-K-A-L. I then clarified the name with whomever we were speaking to, and Mikal said that he was a man by the age of 43. He apparently died of hunger and fatigue when he ended up getting trapped in a ditch in the ground near where he used to live. I asked Mikal if he was an ill-intended spirit, and he spelled out, N-O-T-A-S-P-I-R-I-T. This puzzled Rachel and I, so to really understand what he meant by that, Rachel asked him what he was. He spelled out, P-R-O-T-E-C-T-O-R. For some reason, I thought that this was amazing, and I then persisted to ask him what he was a protector of. He said he was the protector of all of the ones that had passed on. I assumed it meant he watched over all of the spirits whom passed on before and kept them safe.
What I didn't understand at the time, though, is what exactly could pose a threat to the spirits. This question fascinated me, so I then decided to ask Mikal. He spelled out, Y-O-U. This confused me. How could I pose a threat to the spirits? Rachel just looked at me like she was afraid of me. I told her to stop acting ridiculous, and that Mikal was just trying to scare us. Well, the planchette began to move underneath our fingers. This time, rapidly. It kept going from letters A-L. Finally, it stopped, and began to spell something out. Y-O-U-A-R-E-H-U-R-T-I-N-G-U-S. I asked him who was hurting him. He then spelled, Y-O-U. Suddenly, the planchette flew towards the wall and the board ripped in half right down the middle. Rachel and I quickly rose and ran out of the front door.
Afterwards, we crept back into the house after about 20 minutes, and the board was still lying there. We gathered the two pieces that had split in half and threw it in the dumpster behind my Grandmother's house. We never used a board again, and still talk about what happened today. It was really intriguing.