From: Natasha Robinson (NattyRob85@aol.com) Story type: Ghost Location: Taylorsville, North Carolina Source: Form Submission
Back a few years ago, my friend started playing the ouija board. One night when she was playing, she was constantly interrupted by a spirit claiming to go by the name of 'Demon'. Since she was a skeptic of the entire ouija board experience, she brushed him off by making fun of him. In response to her taunting him, he told her, 'I will show you at 2 a.m.'
Well she ignored it and told her friends that she was going to bed. Her friends went into the living room to watch some television, and she got ready for bed. Her parents were due at home anytime from the bar that they owned . After she laid down she was almost asleep, and she heard someone walking down the hallway past her room to the back door.
he figured it was her dad coming to lock the door after he got home, because that's what he always did, but when the footsteps started back up the hallway, they stepped over the threshold into her room and she heard the creek in her floor.
When she rolled over to see who it was, all she saw was nothing but a shadowy figure with red eyes that paralyzed her. She couldn' move or scream. It was basically holding her down. All she could do was breathe. She heard a demonic roar. She closed her eyes and started praying to God that it would go away begging that it would just disappear.
When she opened her eyes it was gone and she jumped out of the bed and ran into the living where her friends were at and was crying hysterically. She looked at the clock and it was 2 am exactly.
The next day she got on the ouija board and contacted 'Demon' and he told her that she was a bad girl and needed to be taught a lesson. Needless to say, she's never slept alone in that bedroom by herself ever again, and every time she plays the ouija board he always interferes with any conversation. I know this because I played with her and now, if I play the board he always interrupts any of my conversations, and the same goes for anybody who plays with me.
It's like a chain reaction. It's connected to each person who plays with us. But there is one thing I have discovered! As long as you don't mach him, he won't try to 'teach you a lesson', but he will always try to talk to you.