My name is Cordelia, I am 20. This is my first story that I've shared on here. I have been interested in the Paranormal for awhile. I've had a few experiences before in my apartment building, and several in a cemetery up the road from my place. The one I'm going to talk about is going to relate to the Ouija Board I played with when I was 14 or 15 years old.
I believe there were 5 of us but only 4 of us really played. My friends Jaimee, Melissa, and Amanda sat there and I got the Ouija Board out. I also set out White candles because I was told it brings good energy. We lit them and started to ask the board questions at first the pointer didn't move. Then, after about 10 minutes of trying it started moving and of course we thought it was one of us doing it. So I asked everyone to lightly touch it. That's when the pointer started going out of control and it spelt out something but my friend that was sitting out at the time was too baffled to write down what it said. So we sat there and stared for awhile not knowing what to do. So again we tried to communicate to whoever it was that was trying to talk to us. Nothing happened the second time, so we just put the game away.
A few days later the lady I got the board off of said she had this feeling that I was using it the wrong way. That I wasn't closing the doors I opened after I was done communicating with ghosts. That's when I realized that we didn't say good bye after we were done. I wondered how many doors we opened that day. Several? One? Two? I have no clue. When this lady came to pick up the board, things in my house fell with no explanation. That's when she told me that I opened doors without closing them. That the presence was making itself known right now. Mind you this lady claimed to be a White Witch.
Ever since then I feel as if I'm not alone anymore, sometimes they make themselves present, but nothing big. Just something falling from a shelf, The Volume of CD Player turning up, or I see shadows go by quickly. What do you guys think?
To this day I still live in the same Apartment building but downstairs, I used to live on top floor. I live with my mother and had to move to the 1st floor because she wasn't able to climb the stairs anymore. I still feel a presence in the apartment I live in now even though we moved to a lower apartment. I'm home alone quite a lot too; my mom loves to go out to the casino.
The lady (witch) doesn't live in the building anymore, but I do still see her from time to time around town.