When I was a teenagerMy friends and I 'experimented' with parts of Black Magic, Ouija Boards and the like. A couple of friends of mine had in time become quite adept at it, and had learned alot, especially about Biblical Divination and 'True' Satanic Rituals.
One night, we decided to put a theory of my friend Daniel's to rest, and try and summon a real live Demon/ghost/whatever. We drew out the appropriate symbols, made the offering (My other friend Mike had a scab, he picked it and retrieved some blood) and then sat in the 'safe' circle and began the incantation...
NOTHING...
So, Daniel, being the brave soul that he is, decides to sit INSIDE the 'conjuring' circle. I did not object, because it was all Hocus-Pocus to me. What happened next, though.. changed my mind.
The first thing that we saw was a strange cat lurking about our little band. The cat would come NOWHERE NEAR the protected circle, but it made no qualms about going in and out of the 'conjuring circle'. This was odd, because this was our neighborhood, and none of us recognized the cat.
It began to get cloudy and lightning and thunder were off in the distance. I began to read the incantation again. The cat had stopped moving about and was now looking directly at Dan.
Dan had closed his eyes and this eerie faint glow had taken over his face. I finished the little spell and Dan did not move. After a few minutes of my mate Mike freaking out I decided I would say something to Dan.
'Dan'... nothing. Still just an eerie glow.
'Open your eyes' I told him... he did. They were as white as cue balls, and you could now distinctly see another face on top of his own. The cat stared intently, and did NOT move.
After a few moments of staring at this otherworldly figure I became nrevous and told it to 'leave Daniel' and when I did, Daniel collapsed.. bashing his head HARD on the pavement outside.
The cat was gone...
For months afterwards the three of had strange dreams together, as in we were all in each other's dreams, and could remember them clearly.
THis happened. WHether it was childish stupidity, I couldn't tell you. but it is 100% of FACT!
(One night, we decided to put a theory of my friend Daniel's to rest, and try and summon a real live Demon/ghost/whatever. We drew out the appropriate symbols, made the offering (My other friend Mike had a scab, he picked it and retrieved some blood) and then sat in the 'safe' circle and began the incantation...
NOTHING...
So, Daniel, being the brave soul that he is, decides to sit INSIDE the 'conjuring' circle. I did not object, because it was all Hocus-Pocus to me. What happened next, though.. changed my mind.
The first thing that we saw was a strange cat lurking about our little band. The cat would come NOWHERE NEAR the protected circle, but it made no qualms about going in and out of the 'conjuring circle'. This was odd, because this was our neighborhood, and none of us recognized the cat.
It began to get cloudy and lightning and thunder were off in the distance. I began to read the incantation again. The cat had stopped moving about and was now looking directly at Dan.
Dan had closed his eyes and this eerie faint glow had taken over his face. I finished the little spell and Dan did not move. After a few minutes of my mate Mike freaking out I decided I would say something to Dan.
'Dan'... nothing. Still just an eerie glow.
'Open your eyes' I told him... he did. They were as white as cue balls, and you could now distinctly see another face on top of his own. The cat stared intently, and did NOT move.
After a few moments of staring at this otherworldly figure I became nrevous and told it to 'leave Daniel' and when I did, Daniel collapsed.. bashing his head HARD on the pavement outside.
The cat was gone...
For months afterwards the three of had strange dreams together, as in we were all in each other's dreams, and could remember them clearly.
THis happened. WHether it was childish stupidity, I couldn't tell you. but it is 100% of FACT!
Scoopzilla http://www.slapwatch.com now get to fuck,
Mon 27 Oct 2003, 22:17,
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There is something out there !!I believe that for sure and have had strange things happen to me and weird coincidences, but I am too scared to try out a ouija board !!
(,
Tue 28 Oct 2003, 13:59,
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Don't try a Oiuja boardWow that story is bloody mental. Bloody scary. Don't try a Ouija board though. They're not good. If you want to get in to this sort of stuff then look into Wicca as Wiccans do this sort of thing but in the 'proper' way.
And be scared of Alastair Crowley
(And be scared of Alastair Crowley
ScintillateRich,
Tue 28 Oct 2003, 17:17,
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Whyshould I be scared of a dead Laudnam/Herion addict? The Necronomicon was a work of fiction. The mad Arab never existed.
THIS is a FACT.
(THIS is a FACT.
Scoopzilla http://www.slapwatch.com now get to fuck,
Wed 29 Oct 2003, 0:36,
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Wellhe may not scare you much, just possess you and then kill your family using your body.
( ScintillateRich,
Wed 29 Oct 2003, 17:21,
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I wrote a crap quicky further on in this thread...But the real scary moment was when my step brother, John, and his friends did a ouija board whilst our parents was on holiday. I was 16, he and his mates were 18.
They sat on the patio with the patio doors open and used the oiuja board half in the garden, half in the back room - it was coming up with strange sentances. Some of my brothers mates were asking quite irresponsable questions, but I won't go into that now.
My sister, Josie, had brought down some majickal candles and had put them around the room, but only to create an atmosphere, not for any deeper reason. One of these candles was sort of sparkling and fizzing all night long. No-one took much notice of this though.
Once everyone had gotten there share of fear from the ouija board they decided to retire into the other room, leaving my sister and a couple of Johns mates. As they were having a conversation they patio door swung back (seemingly by a gust of wind) and they all saw, in the reflection of the patio door which had swung into place, a ghostly arm and hand 'interfering' with the candle that had been fizzing all night long. My sister screamed and both of them came running into the other room. The bloke she was with, can't remember his name, was a big bloke, not the sort of person that gets scared easily, and he had almost physically shat in his pants. Everyone was petrified. It was the summer of '94 and the patio doors were left open, with the oiuja board in the middle of them for about 3 days because everyone was too scared to go near it.
Shock and fear.
Harsh.
(They sat on the patio with the patio doors open and used the oiuja board half in the garden, half in the back room - it was coming up with strange sentances. Some of my brothers mates were asking quite irresponsable questions, but I won't go into that now.
My sister, Josie, had brought down some majickal candles and had put them around the room, but only to create an atmosphere, not for any deeper reason. One of these candles was sort of sparkling and fizzing all night long. No-one took much notice of this though.
Once everyone had gotten there share of fear from the ouija board they decided to retire into the other room, leaving my sister and a couple of Johns mates. As they were having a conversation they patio door swung back (seemingly by a gust of wind) and they all saw, in the reflection of the patio door which had swung into place, a ghostly arm and hand 'interfering' with the candle that had been fizzing all night long. My sister screamed and both of them came running into the other room. The bloke she was with, can't remember his name, was a big bloke, not the sort of person that gets scared easily, and he had almost physically shat in his pants. Everyone was petrified. It was the summer of '94 and the patio doors were left open, with the oiuja board in the middle of them for about 3 days because everyone was too scared to go near it.
Shock and fear.
Harsh.
ScintillateRich,
Wed 29 Oct 2003, 17:38,
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You had a scarey moment then?Tell me more. I am too scared to do a Ouija board myself, even seeing it on films - and I like scarey stuff - makes me poop my panties.
(,
Wed 29 Oct 2003, 9:34,
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Just above*Edit*
But the real scary moment was when my step brother, John, and his friends did a ouija board whilst our parents was on holiday. I was 16, he and his mates were 18.
They sat on the patio with the patio doors open and used the oiuja board half in the garden, half in the back room - it was coming up with strange sentances. Some of my brothers mates were asking quite irresponsable questions, but I won't go into that now.
My sister, Josie, had brought down some majickal candles and had put them around the room, but only to create an atmosphere, not for any deeper reason. One of these candles was sort of sparkling and fizzing all night long. No-one took much notice of this though.
Once everyone had gotten there share of fear from the ouija board they decided to retire into the other room, leaving my sister and a couple of Johns mates. As they were having a conversation they patio door swung back (seemingly by a gust of wind) and they all saw, in the reflection of the patio door which had swung into place, a ghostly arm and hand 'interfering' with the candle that had been fizzing all night long. My sister screamed and both of them came running into the other room. The bloke she was with, can't remember his name, was a big bloke, not the sort of person that gets scared easily, and he had almost physically shat in his pants. Everyone was petrified. It was the summer of '94 and the patio doors were left open, with the oiuja board in the middle of them for about 3 days because everyone was too scared to go near it.
Shock and fear.
Harsh.
(But the real scary moment was when my step brother, John, and his friends did a ouija board whilst our parents was on holiday. I was 16, he and his mates were 18.
They sat on the patio with the patio doors open and used the oiuja board half in the garden, half in the back room - it was coming up with strange sentances. Some of my brothers mates were asking quite irresponsable questions, but I won't go into that now.
My sister, Josie, had brought down some majickal candles and had put them around the room, but only to create an atmosphere, not for any deeper reason. One of these candles was sort of sparkling and fizzing all night long. No-one took much notice of this though.
Once everyone had gotten there share of fear from the ouija board they decided to retire into the other room, leaving my sister and a couple of Johns mates. As they were having a conversation they patio door swung back (seemingly by a gust of wind) and they all saw, in the reflection of the patio door which had swung into place, a ghostly arm and hand 'interfering' with the candle that had been fizzing all night long. My sister screamed and both of them came running into the other room. The bloke she was with, can't remember his name, was a big bloke, not the sort of person that gets scared easily, and he had almost physically shat in his pants. Everyone was petrified. It was the summer of '94 and the patio doors were left open, with the oiuja board in the middle of them for about 3 days because everyone was too scared to go near it.
Shock and fear.
Harsh.
ScintillateRich,
Thu 30 Oct 2003, 10:05,
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