Messing with the Dark Side
We all like to tell stories about the *spooky* things that happen when people mess around with Ouija boards, hexes and spells.
A friend had wierd banging noises in his house for months and was deeply, deeply worried that it was the result of getting drunk and attempting to summon the devil.*
What's scared the crud out of you after you've played with the dark side?
* it turned out to be a tramp living in his attic (no, really). Also, -5 points for rubbish Star Wars jokes
( , Thu 20 Apr 2006, 11:58)
We all like to tell stories about the *spooky* things that happen when people mess around with Ouija boards, hexes and spells.
A friend had wierd banging noises in his house for months and was deeply, deeply worried that it was the result of getting drunk and attempting to summon the devil.*
What's scared the crud out of you after you've played with the dark side?
* it turned out to be a tramp living in his attic (no, really). Also, -5 points for rubbish Star Wars jokes
( , Thu 20 Apr 2006, 11:58)
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No Joke or owt really
When I was a teen me and some mates had a go at a ouija board as we were genuinely curious. We took it in turns on the board while whoever was away from it asked the questions.
Somehow and I really can't remember the lead up, the people on the board started getting messages from a kid that went to the same Primary school as me who had died in a car crash. Seeing as none of them had been to the same school as me I found this quite surprising. So I started asking vague questions and skirting around the issue to see if any of them were pulling my leg.
After about half an hour they had got the name of the his best friend, how it had happened and how old he was.
Either it was a genuine connection to the "spirit world" or the best example of shared thinking (or whatever its called) that I have ever witnessed, and would love to try again some day.
On a slightly lighter note, some mates around the same time tried a ouija board in the school hall one night (they had a cleaning job there so had keys). They made contact with our dead 1st year teacher who proceeded to chase them out of the place with echoey footsteps and the strong smell of her cigarettes.
As for ghost sitings, I have a friend who is a nurse who used to work on the pediatrics ward. She has seen several odd sights and people that aren't there the next minute, and heard plenty of heartwarming stories from those about to pass on. The best was an old lady calling my friend to ask the man at the bottom of the bed (who my friend couldn't see) to go away, apparently he had been looking for the woman that had died in the bed that morning.
oooooooweeeeeeeeeoooooooo!
( , Thu 20 Apr 2006, 15:14, Reply)
When I was a teen me and some mates had a go at a ouija board as we were genuinely curious. We took it in turns on the board while whoever was away from it asked the questions.
Somehow and I really can't remember the lead up, the people on the board started getting messages from a kid that went to the same Primary school as me who had died in a car crash. Seeing as none of them had been to the same school as me I found this quite surprising. So I started asking vague questions and skirting around the issue to see if any of them were pulling my leg.
After about half an hour they had got the name of the his best friend, how it had happened and how old he was.
Either it was a genuine connection to the "spirit world" or the best example of shared thinking (or whatever its called) that I have ever witnessed, and would love to try again some day.
On a slightly lighter note, some mates around the same time tried a ouija board in the school hall one night (they had a cleaning job there so had keys). They made contact with our dead 1st year teacher who proceeded to chase them out of the place with echoey footsteps and the strong smell of her cigarettes.
As for ghost sitings, I have a friend who is a nurse who used to work on the pediatrics ward. She has seen several odd sights and people that aren't there the next minute, and heard plenty of heartwarming stories from those about to pass on. The best was an old lady calling my friend to ask the man at the bottom of the bed (who my friend couldn't see) to go away, apparently he had been looking for the woman that had died in the bed that morning.
oooooooweeeeeeeeeoooooooo!
( , Thu 20 Apr 2006, 15:14, Reply)
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