A few years back, when I was 13 or 14, my school went through the infamous Ouija Board phase. I don't know if many schools go through it, but the local schools where I live seem to graduate from Pokémon cards to groups of children sitting in classrooms with Ouija boards.
First though, a little bit of background on my school, It's old, I'm not entirely sure how old exactly but at the very least Victorian. It is a private boarding school and there had been a few accidental deaths there at some points. For example a small child died there after choking on a pen lid and another boy jumped to his death from the bell tower, there are many other ghost stories surrounding the school but it's irrelevant to the story; let's just say it's pretty easy to believe the place could be haunted.
So at some point within year 8 I ended up in a classroom with a bunch of young girls who took the whole idea of Ouija very seriously. They said the Lords prayer and began asking all of the usual questions "Is there anyone in the room here with us?", "Is there anybody there?" Eventually we got an answer "yes" so we asked was it male or female? "Male" at that point everyone began accusing each other of moving the pointer. Eventually one of the girls couldn't contain her; she yelled "It was me! I moved the pointer!" and fell about laughing with her friends.
At this point I decided to leave the circle thinking I had better things to do and put the entire Ouija board from my mind. Until later one of the girls Aimee ran up to me saying as soon as I left things started to happen, I laughed at her and asked what sort of stuff? She talked about evil spirits and threats being made, again I tried to laugh it off, but she looked so serious and so worried. I remember the look on her face as she said to me that "It said it wanted to throw me down the stairs!"
I told her not to worry and it was just someone fooling about moving the pointer but the fear on her face stayed with me the whole day.
I have had my own "moments" and unexplainable things happening to me and before that I feel prescience or a feeling something will happen, but I hadn't felt anything in that room before I left. So I put it out of my mind.
Until three days later my friend Aimee fell down the stairs, breaking her leg. I was, of course, shocked. There had been no one near her when she fell and she swears she had been pushed.
What I want your opinion on is whether this was a fall caused by a demon or spirit or whether this was, for want of a better word, the placebo effect, where she scared herself psychologically into slipping or something of the like.
Let me know what you think.