This is yet another story that my Grandma (from 'The Monk Next Door') told me. And, as promised, I spoke to her about the Monk story and she has confirmed that the grounds next door were in face a monastery.
She was around last Friday because I was seeing my new ice skating dress that was being made. After everything had finished and it was just her, and me I asked her if it would be OK to post the Ouija Board story as well. She said yes.
This happened years back when my dad was only 4. She had gone to visit some friends with her then husband, my dad and uncle. They had been having a reasonably good time and there was nothing spooky about the place she was staying in, which was modern (at the time), large and full of life.
One evening, the host decided to call a load of friends around for a get together so that my Grandma, dad, uncle and granddad could meet them all. After my dad and uncle and the other children had all gone to bed, some of the others suggested they do an Ouija Board.
I have read on the internet that Ouija Board's used to be a social thing and everyone would own one, so I guess the people who had suggested it didn't see any harm.
After much consideration, the host agreed and all 8 of them sat down round a table. The host fetched some paper, on which they made their own board (letters A-Z, a YES and NO and numbers 1-10) and a glass tumbler.
They sat around and each placed a finger on the tumbler and relaxed. The host said those infamous words; "is anybody there?". The tumbler moved to the YES and according to my Grandma, they were all a little shocked to see that it all worked. The host then asked some other questions (my Grandma cannot remember them all, but I guess it would've been the usual stuff) and everything was going well.
However, the atmosphere and temperature turned icy and the tumbler quickly spelt out "S-T-E-L-L-A" which is my Grandma's first name. In that instant, as no questions had been asked, she got up, got her children and left the house immediately. The others dispersed from the session as well, all a little shock at what had happened.
My Grandma then went on to say that none of the others had planned to spell out her name. They all had their hands on the table and feet firmly on the ground. It really spooked her out and like most sensible people, hasn't touched a Ouija Board since.
She doesn't really want any 'answers' but I would like some. I have been reading a lot of ghost-related books and books written by famous US and UK mediums and they often explain about Ouija Boards and how dangerous they are. What I would like to know is, why did it spell out her name? I know that the 'spirit' had no connection with my Grandma but that's it. There were no questions being asked when the tumbler moved, it was a bit out-of-the-blue if you know what I mean.
Oh, and before I forget, my Grandma wants to thank you all for commenting on "The Monk From Next Door".