I always wanted to use the ouija board. Because I felt that maybe it might actually work since I've always felt connected with spirits, also because of how spooky it was to find it. My friends mom and dad found the ouija board buried about 4 feet under a house they were remolding.
Me and my friend tried it every time I spent the night at her house. Just hoping that one time it would work. We'd light up candles. And all this other spiritual stuff. But it never did... Until one night.
It was my birthday and a couple of my closets friends were staying the night. I had alix bring it over. Because I thought that maybe it would work better with more people.
It was late at night. And we all stuck 2 fingers on the pointer. It was me 3 of my friends my sister and my brother. I was the speaker or whatever you call it. So I was asking all the questions. I asked it if anybody would like to talk to us. After trying for so long that night it moved. It went to yes. Not to fast. We were all so amazed. We never actually thought it was going to work. I knew none of us could be moving it. All our fingers were on so lightly. And just the way it moved didn't seem to be us.
I asked it a lot of questions and it answered them. I can't remember them all though. Then I asked if I knew it. It said yes. My brother died in 2001. So I thought it might be him. I asked if it was kenny. It went straight to yes. And my siblings burst into tears. We told it we loved him and missed him. And asked how heaven was and stuff.
Then I ran to my dad because I was excited to tell him that we were talking to kenny. He's never believed in spirits or ghost or anything of that. I just wanted to prove to him it was true. He said we were moving it. So I told my dad to ask a question that none of us would know the answer to so that we couldn't answer it. And he asked what was the name of the guy who you brought home to beat me up. It took a while and then it moved to a couple of letters and spelled out a name. My dad said it was wrong.
We knew we weren't moving it so it couldn't be us. And then I realized we weren't talking to my brother. I don't know if we ever were. I felt betrayed. And I thought that whatever we were talking to was evil. For even saying it was my brother.
Then I said this isn't kenny is it. And it went straight to no. That scared us. We asked if it knew any of us and it said yes. We asked who? And it said ashley. And ashley asked if it was her grandpa. And it went to yes really quick. We asked it how many kids her grandpa had and we didn't say the answer out loud because we figured it was only saying the things we said that's how it answered all the ones about kenny. And it said the wrong number.
I said this isn't her grandpa is it? And it went to no. And I felt a cold chill. And we stopped playing with it at that point.
I think who or whatever we were talking to that night is still in my house. The lights flicker. And doors open and close. And my room is the worst of all. Its always so cold. And I have horrible nightmares in there now. And lights NEVER work in there. They always break right away. We even had a guy come over and try to fix my ceiling light. And right after he did it broke again.
I feel a presence in my house. It scares me at times. Feels like I'm being watched. I don't know what it is. But it freaks me out.