When I was younger, my aunt had an Ouija board in her basement. Even as a young child I was fascinated with the occult and what lay beyond this world. My aunt knew this, so when she, my brother, my sister, and I went to go pick out old board games from her basement, she handed it to me. "Use it well," she told me.
Now, when I brought it home, my mom wasn't exactly pleased with me. She didn't want me scaring myself and then having to sleep in her bed with her, so she put it away in the garage. I wasn't allowed in the garage at that age so I just sighed and let her do it. A few years later when I was old enough to actually go into the garage, I found it. It was an old board indeed, dust covered on the inside, box torn up, one of the first boards that Parker Brothers produced. Holding it, I felt empowered. I had always felt that I've had paranormal experiences happening around me. I remember the first time I used it.
A couple of friends and I decided to "give ourselves a scare" one day and we set up the Mystical Oracle on my living room floor. We asked it a couple of questions and after a while it started to become jumpy. We found out that a little boy had supposedly been haunting the board. Suddenly, he started to freak out. The board spelled out the word "mom," twice, then the word, "help." When we asked what was wrong, the board replied quickly, "backyard, 700, swing." We were sure the 700 meant 7:00. Sure enough, I had a swing set in the backyard and eagerly at a little before seven, we huddled up in front of the glass door. Suddenly, at exactly seven, one of my swings began to move back and forth rapidly. There was no wind, there was nobody out there, just ONE swing moving. Sure enough, we were spooked and we didn't sleep that night. At that time we had only met the little boy, but now that I think about it, he may have been getting harassed by what he now calls, "The Other."
Years later, after having many different occult experiences, I decided to take that fabled Ouija board to my now ex-boyfriend's house. I wanted to make a believer out of him. I had used this Ouija board a million times before that, only getting replies from this little boy, who, at the time, didn't seem as jumpy as he was that first day. On this day though, something was up.
We set up and began, asking the usual, "Are you there?" questions. We then decided to ask him if there was anyone else there with him, to which he replied, "Yes." I asked him who it was, thinking maybe it's a relative of ours attempting to contact us. He said it was someone called, "Other." A man, apparently.
Foolishly, we asked the boy if the "Other" wanted to talk to us, he replied, "Yes." We said ok for the "Other" to talk to us. As soon as we said hello, the board repeated over and over, "Die, die, die, die, you, die." We were scared, of course, but we didn't put the board down. My ex asked if it was him that the "Other" was talking to, "No." I asked if it was me, "Yes." Now I was freaked out. I ran the planchette over the words, "Goodbye" to seal him off and threw the board across the room.
Ever since then, I've felt a sinister presence in my house, at the top of the stairs near my mom's room. I don't know if it means anything, but I'd sure like to find out, soon.