Never Ending Feelings

From: Schanele (blue_eyedanglebaby@yahoo.com)
Story type: Channeling
Location: Sammy's house, My house
Source: Form Submission
Date submitted: Sun Jan  6 20:44:34 2008

I have always believed in ghost and spirits or something of that nature. I never believed that ouija boards worked. Not until the end of my sophomore year in high school was I proven wrong. Sammy, my best friend, TJ, Brandi and I decided to have a sleep over at TJ's. Sammy was always the one interested in what I believed to be a bunch of b.s. That night we played and I didn't experience anything worth telling. Just picture four 16 year old girls with a sugar rush scared from every little bump in the night.

Of course I'm not writing to tell this story, this is just the beginning of mine a Sammy's problems. Of course me and sammy have played with the board after that night. and have had odd things happening. For instance, she has a doll in this case in her closet, and whenever we would play we would turn the closet light on and shut the door before lighting the candles and turning off the bedroom light. One night we were playing weird things began happening. The lights kept going on and off, not like a flicker, but completely off and then back on, and the only switch was the one across the room. Also her bed would sometimes vibrate when laying on it. But this one night it was bad, we were laying on the bed and the lights wouldn't stop.

Sammy said "I think James and Master Gabriel want us to play." I agreed of course, I loved that scared feeling we got when we played. but tonight was different. While playing we would get these sharp pains in our arms, so of course we stopped. and when we both let go of the board I got this odd feeling. It was like, if someone a lot bigger than you was to stand over you and just stare, it was the weirdest feeling ever, the best way to describe my reaction was that I felt small. I didn't want to say anything to Sammy at first because I thought I was just hallucinating, but then she looked at me and said "Schanele, I don't mean to sound crazy, but I have this feeling. Like I just feel small." It was the strangest thing, we felt the same thing. So we decided to stop for the night as I blew out the candles she turned on the light and opened the closet door.

After our mess was clean we both laid on the bed. I glanced in the closet and noticed the doll was no longer facing the wall, like it had originally been because the doll freaked us out and we didn't want it looking at us, but was now facing slightly towards the door, in the direction of the bed. Sammy followed my gaze and we both freaked out. But still, this was not the last experience.

About a month or two after the doll, I had moved out of state. Of course me and sammy kept close, being best friends since like 8th grade we had to keep in touch. But even this distance didn't seem to stop weird things from happening. We have received voicemail on both of our cell phones. Her was always had weird voices that you couldn't figure out who or what was being said, and mine would be quiet at first and then someone would scream. I always tried to think logically so I assume that some of them where fake. but the ones on Sammy's were scary. she let me listen to one and it sent chills throughout my body.

Then one night,we were talking about how we haven't felt James or Master Gabriel (the ones who always talked to us through the ouija board) and like out of no where my tv goes from totally off to snow. so I freaked out. But this wasn't the only thing. I got this weird feeling that I was being watched. And not just normal like someone looking over at me, but staring me down, in like an angry way. It scared me and I was describing what it felt like and how I imagined what the person looked like (tall, with dark hair, and large round eyes) she said she was feeling the same thing. She mostly agreed with the eyes. How they were huge and round and full of anger, and how they just stared at you.

Of course we stayed on the phone the whole night (thank god for free nights!) it was one of the worst nights of my life. At first sammy wasn't experiencing anything so she was sorta joking around. We decided to name Alex (after this creepy guy she knows). We kind of laughed about this and went off the topic of Alex and talked about other things. I don't know exactly what happen next but my backpack fell off my desk and my clothes that were hanging in my closet all fell off the hangers. I freaked out and so did sammy. She told me "Tell that A**hole to come over my house." So I said out loud "Ok, Alex, Sammy says go to her house and stop f***ing with me."

What happen next was like out of a movie. From what Sammy described it seemed as if Alex was in two places at once, at my house and hers. She screamed and freaked out, saying that a shadow had flown above her head and she had heard something brush against the wall next to her face. by now I had rolled over to the other side of my bed and was facing the closet where my clothes now laid on the floor. Sammy described a black shadow. I didn't see much of black shadows. I more felt then saw them. The thing that I did see was, oh how do I describe this.Gr. It was like something like a white orb, but more stringy, and not as circular as an orb would normally be. and one would appear and there would be like this noise when they would pop up and it scared me. This went on for several hours, we didn't get off the phone until about 4 am.

We have gone through similar nights like this one. It's been a long time since sammy and I have talked lately, she now goes to this type of boarding school and doesn't have a lot of free time I guess. Weird things still go on though. I still sometimes feel like those eyes are staring at me. I know it's not Master Gabriel (the spirit who I always talked to through the board) but this one feels, I don't know if stronger is the right word for it, but it's the best description I can come up with now. I've tried to talk to Alex through the board, but whatever it is it refuses to talk. It's actually kind of annoying, it's like having someone sit there and glare at you and you try to talk to it and it refuses! *sighs* I have always believed in spirits, and another world, ever since I was younger, but after all this and the things that happen now, I've had a different look on the whole idea. I don't know if Alex is here because I played ouija board, or because of something else, I just know that messing with the other world is the stupidest mistake you could make.