Before I start writing this story, I just want everyone who reads this to understand that what I experienced was 100% real.
Several weeks ago, I was laying in my bed, trying to fall asleep. As usual, I had the lights turned off and the tv volume on low. Then, I heard a strange noise come from my closet; almost like a loud bang or thud. I was curious and decided to investigate.
As I opened the door, I saw a strange box...on it, was a design that resembled different colored handprints. It was pretty creepy. I got even more curious and decided to open it.
When I opened it, I was suprised to see an Ouija Board.(Ive never actually owned one, I only knew what it was from seeing them on tv and such) Even though I knew there wasn't one in the house and I was getting really scared, I still wanted to play...so I did.
Me: "Is anyone here with me?"
Me: "What is your name?"
Me: "Are you a girl?"
Me: "How old are you?"
Me: "How did you die, Hattie?"
Me: "Was Sue your friend?"
Me: "Why did Sue kill you?"
Me: "Was Sue jealous of you?"
Me: "Did you play with Sue?"
Me: "Were you afraid of Sue?"
Me: "How did Sue kill you?"
Me: "Do you know who I am?"
Spirit: "Shelby G***" (the stars are for anonymous purposes)
-At this point I became very uneasy, because that was my name; but I decided to keep going with the conversation-
Me: " Am I afraid?"
Spirit: "Yes, you should be."
Me: "Are you going to hurt me?"
-I took my hands off the board, thinking the spirit had said all it had to say; but suddenly, the pointer began to shake rapidly, so I put my hands back on the board-
Spirit: "Don't make me mad."
Me: "Sorry, I have to go, Goodbye."
-End of conversation-
At this point I was very scared and threw the board back into its box and then into my closet. About ten minutes later, after I calmed down, curiousity got the best of me yet again and I decided to look to see if the box was still where it had landed when I threw it into the closet...
But to my horror, it wasnt. It had dissappeared.
I tried to think logically, but there was no way to figure this one out...I know exactly where that box landed when I threw it back into that closet...where could it have possibly gone? It was almost as if it vanished as quickly as it mysteriously appearred.
As you could probably imagine, I had trouble going to sleep that night, fearing that the board or the spirit would come back again. As of right now, I havent experienced anything else like that, and I hope thats how it stays.
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