August 10, 2007

A Ouija Board Fright

Rate this encounter:[an error occurred while processing this directive] Candi, Alice Lloyd College, Pippa Passes, Kentucky, Fall of 1988

I had always been curious about Ouija boards. Did they really work? Was it just a silly kids game? One day, a good friend of mine told me about a fellow classmate that lived in our dorm. She was rumored to be practicing witchcraft. Her room was always dark and she had some pretty freaky things hanging up in there. No one would room with her because of all of this. So one day my friend asked our classmate if she had a Ouija board. She did, but it was a Parker Brothers. I really didn't have much confidence in something that was made by a company that sold games like Boggle, but we decided we would stay in the dorm that weekend and give it a try. To make it more spooky, we wanted to make sure everyone was gone that Friday night on our side of the dorm wing. We bought candles and lit them around her room and sat in the middle of the floor. Deciding to try and contact a girl that had been abducted from the campus and murdered a few miles away, we placed our hands on the triangular shaped board piece and waited. It was within a few moments that the piece started to move. I looked at my friend accusingly and she looked back at me the same way.

"I'm not doing this, so you must be," she said.

"I'm not doing it, either!" I retorted.

We watched our hands move around the board and decided to go ahead and ask some simple questions, like, if we would marry our present boyfriends and if the next biology test will be tougher than the last, that sort of thing. Each time, we received a yes or no answer. Finally, we asked whom we were speaking to. It simply spelled out "M" and "E." By this time, I figured for sure that it was my friend trying to fool me. So, I asked another question, "Are you the ghost of the girl who died her a few years ago?"

"No," was the reply.

The piece moved a little quicker, we couldn't keep up with it, and suddenly it just stopped. Deciding we had been freaked out enough, we put the game away under her bed.

A few nights later, I was doing my homework in my dorm room when I heard my friend scream. A door slammed and I heard her running toward my door. It flew open and there stood my friend, white as a sheet, and shaking from head to toe. "What happened?" I asked.

"Come to my room, there's something in there!" she yelled.

I followed her back to her room and we stood there, in front of her door. I was waiting on her to open it, but she was frozen to the spot. So I opened the door and walked in. I looked around the room and didn't see anything. "What did you see?" I asked.

She walked slowly into the room and looked around the floor. I looked at the floor too. Again, I asked, "What did you see?"

She sat down upon her bed and looked at me. I could still see she was pretty freaked out about whatever had happened a few moments earlier. "I was lying down on my bed, reading, and I heard something," she said. Looking down at the floor, she raised her feet and put them on the bed.

"It sounded like scratching or something, so I looked over the side of the bed and all of the sudden, something dark and shadowy began to come out from under the bed. It glided across to the other side [under her roommate's bed]." I followed her gaze and looked toward the bed. I took a deep breath and walked over to the bed. Bending down on one knee, I lifted the covers of the bed and looked under it. I was thankful that nothing was there. I do believe she saw something. No one can fake fear like that.

I grew up in a haunted house. My sister and I had both seen things growing up there. When my oldest daughter was just a few years old, she would see our "Lady in Pink" floating above her bed smiling down at her. I am a true believer in Ouija boards now.