Cornelius

From: Fiona (rizallda1585@yahoo.com)
Story type: Channelling
Location: St.Paul, M.N.
Source: Form Submission

This happened on new years eve 2001. I was at my friend's house for a celebration with her and 2 other girls our age, 14-15 yrs. I'll refer to them as A (the one who lived at the house this took place in), AT, and M. I am a practicing witch, but A didn't know that. I'm not a satanic witch, but a Wiccan. I had brought with a type of Ouija board called a psychic circle. It had always worked well with me and AT and M just loved it. A is an only child and very protected by her parents. She didn't want to use it but she gave in soon enough.

It was only 1:00am. 1 hour into 2001, when we started. We all read the invoking chant and called on the Spirits of light to aid us. I had already prepared the circle with protecting stones so A wasn't spazing out. Everyone voted me to be the medium, they thought I had the most psychic talent, but they were really just too scared to do it. By candle light I rested my finger tips on the planchette and asked if there were any spirits present and willing to commune with us. The green plastic planchette flew to yes.

All of the group gasped. I calmly asked for its name. It spelt out: C-O-R-N-E-L-I-U-S. A started to wimper and ask to stop. M immediatly made her shut up and we asked it were he was. Cornelius wrote out :G Room. A hissed, "Omigod! He's in the guest room!" We all snapped our heads to the closed door leading off of the basement room we were in. "Fiona!" M whispered. "Use the crystal!" AT was shaking with fear, no doubt she was imagining a grisly spectre in the ajoining room, ready to destroy us, but she handed me a quartz point attached to a fine silver chain. I slowly stood up, holding the crystal at arms length in front of me, ad walked into the foreboding room. The air hit me as an icy wave and I used all of my courage not to run screaming out of the house.

I tiptoed further into the dark and the crystal started to whir around in dizzying circles. I stumbled backwards out of the room and the door slammed shut on it's own. A screamed, AT ran upstairs in scared tears and M stared at me in awe with her huge brown eyes shining with excitement. AT came back down stairs with a Kleenex and a handful of sea salt. She curled up inside the circle and said nothing.

After a mug of chamomile tea i asked the rest of the group if I could contact Cornelius through myself. M jumped at the suggestion and offered to record what happened. A and AT reluctantly said OK and slid back as far from me as they could. I centered myself and closed my eyes. I asked for Cornelius to join me and speak through me. From M's notes this is what happened because i didn't think anything would happen and opened my eyes after what I thought was 30 seconds, was actually 5 minutes. M said that after 30 seconds I Sharply brought my head up and my eyes and hands started to flutter uncontrollably. I started to whisper unintelligible words and this all continued for 4 and a half more minutes. I thought nothing had happened but A demanded that we stop.

We put everything away and went to sleep a while later. To this day, A still won't go into the guest room and AT won't go to A's house at all. Also si nce then I initiated M as a first degree Wiccan. She happens to have more psychic power than me, I wonder what would have happened with her as medium? i guess we will never know because A searches us for any seance tools before we go to her house now. I am writing this 8 months later with the help of M's hastily scribbled notes. I still hold seances, but with M only. This is all truth, and Cornelius still lurks in that now abandoned guest room.