This is my first time writing on here, I'm terrible at telling stories but I'll give it a shot.
My mother has always been that "spiritual" kind of a person believing in most of this supernatural stuff. When I was about 5 or so her and her friend would play the Ouija board a lot (I was never allowed in the room while they played) and they contacted a lot of people... Most of them were good. Until one night she contacted something that was just plain evil and eventually the "spirit" started to tell their future, he said my cousin would get in a terrible car crash and would die (and that my uncle would die soon as well)... He gave the road and everything, then the fan on the ceiling started to shake and this scared the hell out of my mom so she said goodbye did a prayer and all that jazz.
the next day she burnt the board and heard a terrifying blood curdling scream as she was burning it and the ashes wouldn't go away for a while... Which scared her even more and she got a priest to come over and say a prayer and I think the proper word is "smudging" the house.
My uncle ended up passing away later that year and my cousin did get into a terrible accident on that exact road, but she's still alive. After that whole experience my mom was sitting outside having her "alone time" and my cat socks (she ran away when I was 4) jumped up in her lap and my mom just petted her and watched her leave again...
I have no clue what this meant but it's all true. I wouldn't lie about this stuff it's just stupid. Sorry if my story is all messy.