Salem Witchboard

From: Diana Faith (dianafaith14@yahoo.com)
Story type: Ghost
Location: Pacoima, California
Source: Form Submission

Salem Witchboard
About 10 years ago, my boyfriend found an Ouija board in the trash along with some strange items. It was no ordinary board, and wasn't made by Parker brothers. It was dated 1800's and made in Salem. It said something about the great massacre. It was double sided and all the letters were shadowed in red. It was larger then the regular Ouija board and twice the weight. One corner it had an ugly old witch, the second corner had a man with a crystal ball, the third corner had a man on a camel and the forth corner had a wizard. It was quite unusual.

I have messed with Parker Brother's Ouijas before, but the spirits were weak compared to this one. They often spelled wrong, but usually for a reason. For instance: say yes on no. For those who still mess with even the store bought ones, be careful that you are not tricked into saying things!

The two spirits I talked to were very strong. They called themselves Jack and Bitch. They would call me filthy names. It would move so fast at times that it would slide out from under my hand and it would still be spelling dirty words. It knew so much about me and what was going on in my life, maybe because it sat in my room for months before I even touched it. Sometimes it would keep score as if we were competing in some kind of a game. It would rattle around when it wanted to talk to me.

I was alone every time I messed with the board. I could not believe the power this board had it would just start sliding around before I even put my hand on the pointer and the things it would say, and with such sarcasm.

Once it was just going off on me, putting me down and just being down right malicious, so I grabbed the pointer, as it was sliding across the board, tossed it aside, now it was my turn to not only call it dirty names, but to get the last word in which was, " ha, ha, you can't say nothing!" then I put the board away. I can tell that it was mad because it was rattling loudly.

It referred to me as 2yz. Because I wouldn't fall for the tricks or say the riddles. I would start as if I were going to finish the riddle, but finish it off with my own words like "your mama! " or "ha, ha!" Just when they thought they had me, I would spoil it for them. I guess that is why they called me 2yz (too wise).

It started to become more fun for me when I realized that I could shut it up whenever I wanted. I could call it names and make it wait days before I would let it talk again. This made them furious, they would talk about killing me in sick ways, but the really bizarre thing was the way they would make fun of me. Some of the things they said were very funny . . . although unfortunately they were aimed at me. It just wasn't the things they said, but the way they said them, with such sarcasm that it was almost like they had a personality. They couldn't get me upset making fun of me, I was to busy laughing with them at my own flaws that they pointed out to me. Even when I would say a dud like "hey, I bet you guys are board to death," the pointer would vibrate as if it were laughing hysterically.

Of course, by this time, I realized that this was no alien or someone who past away or an entity on a different plane of existence, and it sure wasn't holy. Instead, it was two very powerful demons. I started thinking this is so bizarre and cool at the same time. I remember thinking that I was safe because they could only threaten me, they couldn't harm me physically. They know I am too wise to try to fool.

I felt in total control, at this point. Then the reality hit. I was caught with my guard down, blinded by false confidence. Somehow, they managed to trick me, even though, I knew not to say words unknown to me, especially out loud and in the presence of demons. But in a trance like state, I started to read the strange words, out loud (the word had allot of zzzz's in them). I knew what I was doing, and I knew it was wrong, but I didn't care. It actually felt exhilarating to the point where I wanted to say them. By this time, the words were flowing right out of me. I was no longer reading, but yet continued to say the strange words out loud.

While I was still in a trance, my five-year-old nephew came into the room. He had a terrified look on his face and said "No don't say it, don't say it!" He looked like he was having a seizure or something.

At that moment I went from an unexplainable powerful feeling, to being incredibly terrified and unable to let go of the board. I felt like it had a hold of my arms! My nephew got up off the floor and grabbed my grandfather's crucifix (that one he carried with him in a war) and placed it on the board. The board flew off of my lap! I could not believe that a crucifix could really work as a protector. I thought that was just a myth, maybe it was the fact that my nephew just broke the hold it had on me, but that didn't explain why it flew across the room.

So I put the cross on the board again to see what would happen and sure enough it would rattle. I did it a few times in hopes that it would regret what it was trying to do.

After that, I decided this thing had to go. I told my nephew not to touch it but he did. It told him to run away because none of us loved him. Jack and Bitch told him that they let me look into the future and that I owe them. So (stupidly) I talked to jack and bitch one last time to find out what they meant by saying I did not keep my part of the bargain.

They told me, they wanted me to finish saying the riddle (I am not going to quote the riddle in fear of what would happen) cause the riddle had to do with giving them my youngest nephew. Once I figured out what they wanted and just as I was ready to stop talking to it for good it told me to go out side because the kids were out in the street. I did not want to believe the deceiving board, but I couldn't take any chances, so I looked out the window to the front yard were the kids were playing and did not see them. I ran outside looking franticly for any sign of the kids. I ran up the street a little ways, before I realized this had been another trick. I ran back to the house yelling for my two nephews, in a panic, and then I heard the young one crying in the bathroom.

I opened the door and the bathroom had smoke and flames. Thank God they were all right (my nephews have never done anything like play with matches before). I asked my nephew why he would do some thing so stupid and apparently when the Ouija board told him to run away. It also told him to take his little brother (the nephew they wanted) in the bathroom and to start the fire. He began to cry with a pleading voice, and said, "please get them away from here, please throw it away. It's not a game. It's real, real bad!"

This coming from a little boy, who had no clue about this kind of stuff, could be the one to open my eyes to what I had been doing.
I started to breakdown and cry, asking myself out loud "Why I was jeopardizing my family? How could I knowingly invite demons in my home! What was I thinking? Please forgive me God!"

My nephew was still crying and said, "They are against God. They were only using you!"

The things he said had to have come from somewhere else... I still to this day believe that if he was not there at those times, that I may have been possessed or have unchained something evil or even worse lost my nephew!

It has been over ten years now since I have seen my nephews because the parents do not let them talk to me. I was young, it was a mistake, it was dumb, but I'll tell you one thing right now, we all came out of it with a faith in God that we'll hold forever. Now it is clear to me how Jack and Bitch led me to believe that I was too wise leading me to think I was too smart to be fooled. It was just more of their trickery. It was clear to me now why Jack and Bitch sent me on a wild goose chase outside . . . so I would not smell the smoke in the bathroom! Then, I remember thinking, my God, just the things that have happened in those few days alone should have scared me smart. When I first started, it called me names and the fact that it would move without me touching it, would have scared just about anybody away. Then I was doing this stuff alone that really makes me wonder why I kept going back to it. I normally would have been scared to death on the count of I'm a big scareddycat (I'm still to this day afraid of the dark.) What then, could have made me so brave and daring? Was it the excitement? Was it because I couldn't believe what was happening to me? Or was it that each time I used it, the unexplainable feeling got stronger and stronger?

I look back at the incident and I think of how unbelievable it all was! The only conclusion I can come up with about the unexplainable feeling is that they were not feelings of my own. But rather the emotions of the evil spirits, overwhelming feelings of getting what you want. I was able to talk with jack and bitch using a pen and paper but could not understand most of it. I have cravings of wanting to talk to the board every now and again even though I know it is evil. Why is it that?

Another thing I would like to add, but I'm not sure if this is connected to the Ouija board or not, but around the same time all that was going on, when I would lay down to go to sleep, I sometimes felt like I was being held down, paralyzed, unable to move or scream, but be awake. I sometimes would feel like there was something inhuman near me. It was very horrifying, I would start praying to Jesus, then all of a sudden instead of being held down I would rise above myself still paralyzed though. Almost like an out of body experience. It used to scare the hell out of me, but now I do not fight it, I go with it. I never remember what happens after I reach the ceiling. I feel as if my dreams are more then real! It happens less and less as time goes by.

As for the board, I had a friend dispose of it, at least I hope she did! I seriously doubt she did though, because the evil board has been circulating for over 100 years and might still be out there in the wrong hands. I know it sounds crazy to someone whose never been through it, but I hope someone out there knows about this unique board and can help me make sense of it. The only thing I found out about it was that all the other things that were found with it, were objects used for satanic rituals and something else I'd rather not say what is was.