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Art's Ouija Board Story

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Jasmine:
Most unfortunately, one of the many detriments of Coast to Coast is that they have taken the metaphysical/paranormal realm and made a laughing stock of it, what with their fraudulent, psychologically unbalanced guests (most, not all).

When I was a young girl, I too played with the Ouija board with neighborhood friends, and yes, I was the main culprit in terms of pushing the reader across the board, and spelling out the name
Charlie (who became our regular visiting entity). No one was the wiser in regards to my antics.

However, that said, I have a good friend out west who, when a young girl, years ago, "played" with the Ouija board with her two sisters in the old house their family had just moved into. They all swear they were not manipulating the reader by pushing it, but it did spell out the name Jack, and that Jack lived and died in the closet.  Jack "told" the girls it was dark where he was, that he was lonely and sad. This same message from Jack would manifest each and every time the girls played with the board. All three also noticed that the temperature in the bedroom where they were "playing" with the Ouija board would drop - it was very cold in the room each time Jack came through with his message. A few days later, the girls' mother was outside speaking with the new neighbor. The mother thought the Ouija board was harmless, and mentioned to the neighbor woman the name of the entity and the message. The female neighbor almost dropped on the spot. According to her, a man named Jack did indeed occupy the old house in the 1950's. He lived their with his wife. Jack, according to the neighbor, caused quite a scandal when he was discovered to be gay. A closeted gay. His wife left him, taking their two small children. Distraught and out of his mind with depression over being abandoned and also being ridiculed by the neighborhood for being gay, he committed suicide by hanging himself in the closet of the bedroom where the three girls, decades later, "played" with the Ouija board.

Guys, seriously, don't go near a Ouija board. I did, and thankfully nothing came of it, but from the stories I've heard throughout the years, the odds of something negative manifesting are quite high.

b_dubb:
the Ouija board stigma cracks me up.  the idea that something mass produced by a toy company could be a vector for demons, spirits, etc is just comical.  is there a guy on the assembly that smears some kind of voodoo sauce on the boards or something?

Scruff:
Listening to all the Ghost to Ghost shows I have over Halloween I noticed he mentions the Ouija board incident almost every show.  Mostly he says he'll never tell the story, but one later show I remember him saying he might tell it one day.  Guess we'll never know.  This is the only story I would like to hear, but it will probably remain a great Coast mystery . . . :P

Kylearan:

--- Quote from: Theodoric on July 08, 2011, 04:14:11 AM ---Since Coast has taught me to be less skeptical of everything (although I still would say because I have no experience of anything supernatural  I can only 'believe' such a thing) I accept this story and would add that sounds terrifying. Does she have any other 'metaphysical' experiences?  I just wish there was a way people could replicate and record such experiences (but that opens a whole other argument).
 

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     I can tell you about my actual experience with ghosts or whatever. When I was about eight or nine, my family moved from Oakland, CA to a wooded area of northern Louisiana. My father actually moved there a couple of years before us and bought a house. He got my mother and us kids to join him there. He bought the three-bedroom home from a guy. When he entered the home, it was like someone had left one day and disappeared. There were clothes in the closets of all the rooms. Adult clothes and children's clothes. The beds were made as well. In the kitchen, there were rusted pots on the stove with very old food in them. So he cleaned the place up and moved it to his land deep in the woods. About nine miles from the nearest small town. He lived there alone until we came. When we got there, it was great, living in the country was fun. You could shoot guns, catch frogs and get into all kinds of trouble. After a while we started to see strange things happen. We would hear noises in rooms where nobody was. We thought it was mice or the house settling. Then one night my sister ran out of her room and had fear on her face. She got my mother and they looked in and on the wall there was the shadow of a man with a hat on. It just sat there. Then it finally disappeared. My father who had lived there by himself for nearly two years told us, "It's just the haint. This house is hainty!" My father, who was not scared of them at all, finally decided to tell us what happened while he was there alone. He said he would be lying on the bed and it would start shaking. He told of other stuff happening like the noises. After a while, we got used to it.

One time, I had just gotten a new video game system, an Intellivision. My family decided to go to town and I decided to stay there by myself. Yep just me and the dogs. Well I was sitting there playing the game and I heard a noise in the kitchen. I ignored it. Then I heard a bunch more noises. I then proceeded to turn the game off and get the hell out. When my parents got home, I was standing in the middle of the road playing with the dog.

My father would go to bars some nights and would get home about 2AM some nights. We would hear him drive up and open the door for him. On many nights we would hear a car drive up and stop and we would open the door. On many nights there was no visible car there, just the noise. This went on for the duration of our time there. After four years we moved back to California.

It's my theory that a family left that house in a car and possibly drove off a bridge into some water and died. Maybe they were kidnapped and killed. I suspect they maybe never even knew they were dead. Anyway that's my story about living in a house with very active ghosts. So active we just got used to it. My father told another story about what happened but that belongs in the UFO section. :)

Kylearan

Scruff:
It's "just the haint"???  I wish I could be as cool as your dad.  I'd be standing on the road playing with the dog, too, only I'd need a new pair of pants.

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