This is long because it describes a couple events over about a year.
I'm a 19 year old female from England and I was celebrating my 16th birthday when I used the tarot cards. The rest takes place months and then about a year afterwards.
It was about midnight; my friends (about 5) were sleeping over at mine for my 16th birthday. We had watched something mildly scary and they asked if I could use my tarot card deck with them. It was a beautiful Victoria Francis deck that I kept wrapped in a cloth with a suggested layout embossed on it and in a wooden box with a pentacle on. I considered myself Wiccan at the time so the box lived on my "altar" along with candles and some statues. Although I am still somewhat spiritual now and deeply interested in the paranormal I am somewhat cynical about Neo-Paganism. But that's my problem and it's not worth sharing here.
I used a layout I preferred (a pentacle) because I could follow it easier than the suggested one on the cloth, and I had more experience with it from a tarot reading app I used to use. Everyone knew I would only be using the major Arcana and reading the meanings from the manual just because I didn't know them well enough yet. I made a circle around us to keep out negative energies and began the readings. By the third person we realized that everyone had highly accurate readings (as tends to happen if you believe) but they had all received the card Temperance in the upright position at some point in the spread. It was spooky but at this point wasn't a red flag. After all, the major Arcana only has so many cards.
There was one friend in the group who claimed her mother was "immune" to this sort of thing, and as such she didn't believe in it. Low and behold her spread made absolutely no sense. We figured that if someone wasn't going to have Temperance, it would be her. But Temperance ended up being her final card in the middle of the spread, in the upside down position. We were thoroughly spooked.
A friend agreed to do mine. I thought maybe I had contaminated the cards somehow so that's why they all got the card. I was the 6th person. I also got Temperance in the upright position. We all freaked out a little. I packed up and closed the circle.
Moving on to a month or so later, I notice clicking noises in my bedroom. They started off quietly but one night it was too loud to bear. At this point I thought it was the radiator. Dad came to my room and investigated and found it was coming from the altar. At this point I froze because I remembered exactly what happened with those cards. He picks up the box and handed it to me, clicking all the while. We checked it for woodworm (none) or heat damage (nowhere near heat) but ultimately I had it removed from my room.
About a year later I sit in the dining room for about 3 days looking through University prospectuses, totally forgetting that the box was moved to that room. On the third and final day I heard the clicking again. Quieter than it was in my room but loud enough. Ever since I have never studied in that room or spend more than a couple of hours near that box.
I worry that I contaminated the cards somehow or that my own energy messed with it. But honestly, I'm really not sure what happened. We do have a poltergeist in this house but the most aggressive thing it's ever done is throw a packet of tissues at me. Most of the time it just taps on things or hides our stuff. When I first moved my bookcase in, it took great offense to the change and pulled my books out so they were balancing on the edge in the most paranormal way. But that's it really. I'd like to explore my spiritual side and understand the world we live in much more acutely. The reckless teenager in me is curious about Ouija boards just so I can prove to myself that I'm not crazy. I'm worried that whatever I did to those cards could happen worse if I used a board especially untrained.
I have two questions I suppose:
1. What on earth happened to my cards/box?
2. Was it my fault and would it happen again?