Subject: WWW Form Submission
Date: Fri, 16 Jun 2006 13:48:54 -0700 (PDT)
Name: christina gilbert
Location: sheridan, arkansas
When I was about nineteen years old, me and a few friends were sitting around being bored. It was just a regular Friday night. No special date or time, just around dark. There were three of us sitting in the room and another three people outside the bedroom in the livingroom facing the door to the room we were in.
My friend Danny had a Ouija board and him and my friend Susan were sitting on his bed playing with it. I was sitting on the floor with my back towards the open door were our other friends were talking to each other.
I was the skeptic of the group. I had never really believed on the Ouija boards and so I never took them serious.
Danny and Susan played with the board for about an hour never really getting any response. Soon they began to get tired of it and went to put the bored up. For some unknown reason I got this crazy idea to try it for myself. Still setting in the floor, I asked Danny to let me give it a try. Of coarse, I'm not taking it serious and I began moving the eye of it around the board exclaiming, " This thing is not real. This is a stupid piece of crap, it'll never work!!!"
That's when it happened. Something that scared me so bad that I couldn't hardly move, or even breath. Up against Danny's wall to the left of me was a jambox radio and behind was a pile of dirty clothes. A sock flew over the radio at me. Now as this may sound cheesy to some , seeing an inanimate object fly at you will scare the crap out of you.
It all happened so fast. Danny and Susan both seen it with there own two eyes and all three of were scrambling to get out of the room as fast as we could. We were litterally climbing over each other to do so. It was wild . Everyone in the other room was shocked at the way we came running out.
I have never touched another Ouija board and will not. I look at as something telling me I was messing with something I really did need to. I took it's advice !!!!
Also, there was no way possible that someone threw the sock at me . I watched come over the radio and the only behind the radio was a wall......true story.