Seance Gone Bad

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Story type: Channeling
Location: guerneville, calif. neeley rd.
Source: Form Submission
Date submitted: Wed Apr 27 03:11:31 2011

When i was about 14, three girlfriends and myself decided to have a seance. it was in one of the girls home, her mother worked days, so there was no one else there but us four. also, we had been messing with a ouiji board for several weeks, prior to this day, and had become familiar with a spirit, who called himself casper. anyhow, on this particular day, the four of us sat at the dining room table, many candles lit, holding hands and without any knowledge of 'what' we were doing, began concentrate together, eyes closed, all too serious, and upon calling aloud, for our familiar casper to come foreward, we were definitly given more than we ever imagined possible.

next thing we know, there was a freezing cold breeze that blew thru the room, making the hairs on the backs of our necks prickle up. then the worst possible thing imaginable happened.. drawers were opening and slamming shut one after another, in the adjacent kitchen. which was seperated from where we sat, only by an open serving bar, so the view to the kitchen was clear to us. as i said, we heard the drawers opening and slamming shut, opened our eyes, and saw them opening and being slammed shut yet there was no one there physically.

the last drawer that opened, held the kitchen knives, and yes, they came out of that drawer, and were thrown right at us, across the kitchen, into the dining room, across the table where we sat, and hit the opposite wall behind us. at least a good 10 foot distance.

at this point in time, all four of us screaming, ran out of the house, into the back yard, and into the street. we were all terrified, and without much said, ran home.

when i got home, my mother was standing inside the kitchen, arms crossed, tapping her foot, seriously upset, and said, 'margaret mary, what have you girls been up too.' you have no idea what you are dealing with, all contact with those girls stops now, if its not too late. get your best friend on the phone now, i want to talk to her as well' and she did alright, said we better stop all our foolishness, and if we didnt, we would never be allowed to be friends.

i remember my mind racing, as i frantically asked myself, how did my mom know, of course, i was so young and naive then, i didnt have any idea just how much my mother really knew, she scared the crap out of all of us.

unfortunately, to this day, and i am now in my forties, whatever we girls conjured up back then, is still running amuck. sometimes i feel as though it is stalking me, and that it follows me around, always watching, creeping me out. and i wish there was a way to send it back to whence it came. my mother has been dead now, since i was 18 years old, so i cant ask her for advice, i just wish there was a way to close that door we opened so many years ago.