June 8, 2009
Burning Our Ouija Board
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Jennifer - Oakwood, Illinois - Summer 1984
I wanted to share with you an occurrence that convinced me that there is
more to this world than what we can see. I was merely seven years old
growing up in a typical turn of the century home in the Midwest. I can
recall many happenings that made me fearful. Being a small child, that is
typical. It was not until I began having very odd occurrences like someone
rubbing my back when I was lying in bed half asleep, turning and expecting
mom, only to find no one was there! Oftentimes when I would be lying in bed
there were odd noises in the kitchen when no one was up. Scary as some of
those encounters were, nothing could have prepared me for what happened one
summer evening.
It was a beautiful sunny evening. At that time, only one of my brothers
stilled lived at home, and he was gone for the day. My parents were in the
garage playing ping-pong with friends and visiting. I had been outside
playing and went in to retrieve any young girls favorite -- Barbies! I had
brought a few out with me and went back in a few moments later to get some
wardrobe changes. I walked into my room like I had just prior, and as I
flipped the light on I was astounded! My room was ransacked! Certainly my
room was not perfectly clean, but things were in disarray. I mean totally
turned over. A desk was flipped and the typewriter which did not work (did
not have type writer ribbon) had been strategically placed in the entrance
way -- oddly enough it had a typed paper sticking up from it. In shock and
looking at my room, I bent to get read the paper. It read "I hate my
brother, Timmy," which was my brother who I greatly missed and had recently
moved out. I stood there only a moment and was overcome by a very odd
feeling. I ran out to get mom. She was visiting a friend and was having no
part of my frantic behavior. Finally after insisting, she did come into the
house with me only minutes later. As we arrived at my room I came around the
hall corner and saw the light was off -- knowing I had not turned it off --
then to my utter disbelief, the room was not in the condition I found it
moments before. Things were "back to normal."
I was crying and shocked and expressed to mom what happened. She honestly
did not know what to think and chalked it up to my imagination. I was
terrified for months and it seems the activity was more aggressive at night
at that point. I recall having very spooky, vivid dreams of a man attacking
me in my room and standing there over me. I awoke night after night in
screams with either mom running to me or vice versa. Little to my knowledge,
being young, mom was trying to protect me. She withheld a lot of odd
activity that had been taking place. She had been hearing voices calling her
at night and she too was feeling threatened by the activity occurring. She
kept her fears to herself.
Well, by chance one day her evangelist sister had dropped by town
unexpectedly. She stopped by our home to find the house open but empty. She
came in and was immediately overcome by an evil feeling. She felt very ill
and left quickly before we arrived. Later she came and expressed to mom how
she felt. She returned one day and felt compelled to enter my bedroom. There
was a game closet in my room which held many games and among them was a
Ouija board. As soon as my aunt saw this she knew that was the source of her
anxiety. (I will add that, I personally being only seven had played with
this game a few times as it was in my room, unaware that it was a tool to
contact the other side.)
My aunt began praying and took the board outdoors. We had a burn barrel and
she and mom started a fire. They placed the board in once the fire was
burning well. The board would not burn, nor would it even char. The fire
went out, again and again! About that time, I returned home from school and
there they were around the fire… they did not explain to me why they were
burning stuff when I questioned them. I knew it was odd that my aunt would
be concerned that the fire would not burn. I was sent in the house. Later, I
mean hours later, they were still at it. Finally, my uncle, a preacher,
arrived. By that time my dad had come home for the day, too. He was about to
put diesel fuel on it to try to burn it but, my uncle approached. He stood
there, praying as did mom and my aunt. Next thing you know, the board more
or less burst into a fire ball and was disintegrated before their eyes! Once
I was older and made aware of what had actually taken place, I knew that the
source of the disturbances began when I had gotten out the Ouija board! Come
to find out -- this Ouija board mom and dad had purchased 20 years before
and had been told some devastating news which some had come true, others had
nearly (loss of a cousin), but many prayers went up. Mom vowed never to
"play" again after what they encountered. Apparently, leaving it in the
closet was not the best idea. The good news is God is bigger than the boogie
man. Please be leery -- Ouija boards can lead to many hazards! Since then, I
have had many odd occurrences and am well aware that there is another realm
that we cannot see; both good and evil.