This isn’t really anything scary. It’s just something that kind of shocked me when it happened. A few months ago, I decided to ask my friends if anyone wanted to do a Ouija board session with me.

Hey this is the girl who submitted The House on Pender.  This story isn’t scary, it’s just interesting I guess. To me, anyway!

Two years ago I was playing around on a ouija board with my friend. We totally knew better, but thought we knew enough about ouija boards to do it safely ( nope ). After we were finished I started feeling a lot of negative energy in the places we used the board and I got the feeling I was being watched… I chalked it up to me being paranoid and immediately went in denial about a possible haunting. Eventually I forgot about it.

Moving Bookshelf

When I was 17, my sister and I loved to mess with our Ouija board almost every night. We did it mostly in our living room, but for some reason I did it in my room. Well, one night (probably a week after we did it in my room), I was sitting alone in my room with the door shut at my desk. All of a sudden, my bookshelf next to my desk moved a good six inches away from my wall. The bookshelf is also very, very heavy, and it requires at least two people to move it.  It scared the everlasting crap out of me! I ran out of my room and slept with my parents. Ever since, I’ve felt very uncomfortable keeping my door shut while I’m alone.

Fuck Yeah Nightmares Answered: 6/10 for scares and thanks for sharing. 

This happened to my sister when I was younger and even though I don’t really believe Ouija boards in general are dangerous (since they’re literally toys marketed by Hasbro), I still have no idea how to explain how this happened or what was actually going on.

ok so ive never had anything cool to tell you but my friend and i wanted to play with a ouija board. so we did.

The Boy

This post might have a few breaks in it as I am recalling it all from memory from quite a young age. I’ve always believed in the supernatural but have never had hard evidence, like being actually able to see something visual.

Anyway, I lived in a semi-detached house in an average street for about 16 years with my mother, two sisters and stepfather. From a young age, I had an invisible friend. I have no recollection of him, but my mother has always told me that I had a male invisible friend but nobody can ever remember his name.

One of my earliest memories is of being told by my mother to put flour on the doorknobs and on the ground to find fingerprints and footprints. I was probably about 3 or 4. I also remember my mother saying that she had seen babies in the attic, crawling up the walls. 

For years later, I’d asked my mother about it but she always denied it happened. I also talked to my sisters and they remembered it too. Then, about a year ago, me and my mother were having a chat and I mentioned that our old house had been kinda freaky and how I’d always felt like someone was in my bedroom. A boy, about my age. I used to spend whole weekends in my room with this boy, not talking, but comforted by the fact ‘someone’ was there.

She finally admitted that our old house had been exorcised. I told her I remembered a few things that had happened and she explained the whole story.

Her and my stepfather had been camping with a few friends when they decided to do a ouija board. (This was ironic as my mother had always made me SWEAR never ever to do ouija boards and refused to tell me why) She then said that they spoke to someone, and came home the next day. They did not smash the glass that they had used to do the ouija board and she started noticing freaky goings on.

I asked if the exorcism had worked and she said Yes. 

A few days ago, I was in my old house where my sister now lives. We were cleaning my old room and I told her about my old  friend that I imagined in my room. She said;

‘That’s strange, especially after mum said that a little boy had followed them back from camping.’

Fuck Yeah Nightmares Answered: Very close to a ten there! 9/10 for scares and thanks for sharing.

So this one night I was over at my friends’ house, and we had spent all night watching horror movies and telling scary stories.

It was getting close to midnight, and suddenly the idea of making an Ouija board came up. So we got some pens and paper, did the whole routine and used a glass instead of a pointer (we do that in Iceland, it’s called a spirit glass, I don’t know if anyone else does that).

Pretty soon we got something, asked a few questions and nothing big happened.

The thing is, one of my friends that was there is kind of weird in the head, and I never really trusted him because he’s been diagnosed with multiple personalities and he always gets kind of… weird.

Anyway, something must have triggered a switch in him because he suddenly took the glass (which you are NEVER supposed to do, you CAN’T let the spirit get out before saying goodbye), and put it to his mouth and breathed in from it. Then he went to the sofa and laid down with a really creepy smile on his face.

The three of us left sitting at the table suddenly all twitched, I for one felt a freezing chill on all sides of my body and the room felt a lot darker then before. Then I felt hands. On my neck. I brought my hands up to my neck and I felt nothing with them. But the grip tightened and I panicked, getting up really quickly. I tried clawing at whatever was gripping my throat, but there was nothing there. I swear something was choking me. Feeling the air flow in my throat constricted, my heartbeat went from 0 to one billion in a second and I fell to my knees still clawing at my neck, trying to get out. I looked at the sofa, and saw my friend still lying there, still a smile on his face. I can’t remember anything else until I woke up in the hospital. They charted it as an epileptic attack, but I knew better. I haven’t touched an Oujia board since, and I never will. Once is enough.

Fuck Yeah Nightmares Answered: If I where you I would never speak to your friend again. 8/10 for scares and thanks for sharing.