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02-09-04
My friends and I were really into Ouija boards a few years ago, but after one night I haven't touched one since. We were having some fun, talking to a spirit named "John" when suddenly my friend Ashleigh screamed. We all looked at her funny, since she had the tendency to do random things like that for the hell of it, but she asked us what we were looking at her for. None of us was concentrating on the board when the pointer started moving again. It was only going in circles so I asked what the spirit's name was. It replied "Dancer". Then he started spelling "death death death" over and over. We flipped over the board and, only slightly freaked, we went to bed. Every single one of us (there were eight of us that night if I remember correctly) had the exact same dream about this "Dancer" slitting his wrists in the bathtub and drowning. We all had the same physical description of him. Tall, green eyes, goatee and a tattoo of Christ on his shoulder. Sometimes I still dream about him, and I know a couple of the other girls do too. Ashleigh however has chronic nightmares and she will only take showers, never a bath. Even though I keep getting more and more skeptical when it comes to the occult, witchcraft and other "paranormal" things, that night keeps me from disbelieving entirely.
As a side note... when my father was a kid, he and his four brothers and sisters had an entire closet full of board games and Lincoln Logs and the like. When his house burnt down, the only thing in the closet that didn't burn was their Ouija board. Not even a singe mark. Early in life I had to choose between honest arrogance and hypocritical humility. I chose the former, and have seen no reason to change.
-Frank Lloyd Wright |