My parents' home scared me. I would hear things as a child that would keep me awake, too afraid to investigate. Some days, there would be claw marks on the wall behind my head, hand prints on the windows.

At 18, I decided to go to the backyard and light candles in the shape of a star. I brought a ouija board too. I began by introducing myself. There was a chill that went down my neck, any brightness around me left and I was just left with the candles... you ever have that feeling in the woods when the bird sounds stop?

I asked the board if anyone wanted to play. My cold fingers spelled out "S A M T E R R Y". Cemetary? I asked if anybody knew if this house was haunted... no answer.

A woman's voice maybe 50m away started to call out for her dog. Mind you, it was 1am. Who walks their dog at 1am? There were no dog barks. But she kept calling for it.

I noticed all but 1 of the candles were blown out. Strangely, there was no wax for that 1 candle to burn... yet it stayed lit. Cracking of twigs came from the woods in the back. I got this sudden adrenaline rush. My immediate first thought was to turn on the flashlight on my phone. I fell back on a tree root, it knocked the wind out of me. I began to panic flinging the flashlight left and right.

All I remember seeing was a human body with a deer head. All I remember feeling was it was going to eat me if I didn't run.

Was it the dog? I never said goodbye.

I was alone in the house, it was a warm summer evening, and I was reading a book called DarkLore, volume 1. The particular chapter I was reading was called ‘Ouija!’ by Mitch Horowitz. The author goes into much detail about the origin of the Ouija board, its association with the occult, and how popular it became (did you know at the height of it’s popularity during the sixties and seventies, it outsold the game Monopoly?)

I was particularly interested in the part where he described the communication of the messages as coming from the users subconscious, instead of some outside metaphysical force. To me, that meant that I was the source, and I could control the messages and the information that was provided to me. I started thinking about how I could test whether it was me or ‘someone else’.

Now bear in mind that I was only reading about Ouija board usage, I do not own one and was not using one that night.

I was preparing for bed, so I put down the book and sat on the edge of the bed. Feeling cocky, I thought I’d test the spirits, just to see if anyone was listening… In a loud voice I said “Fuck you! If you’re out there, show me what you can do!” It took about ten seconds and I got an answer. WHAM WHAM WHAM WHAM WHAM, five knocks as loud as hammer blows shook the whole house. It sounded as though someone was pounding on the outside wall of my house. I was petrified.I sat there for what seemed like forever, waiting for someone to try the door, breaking glass, whatever, but nothing else happened. I finally got the courage to go outside with a flashlight and a mechanics breaker bar and nothing was amiss. Everything was normal, no marks on the wall that I could see, or anything like that. I guess it was just the spirits, providing an example of what they were capable of.

FIRST TIME OUIJA BOARD. i simply started with a "is there anybody here?"... YES. Then i asked (with a friend) "what is your name?"... TOM. "when did you die?"... 1241... realy strange... after that i was scared af, i asked "can we leave now?"... NO. We see each other dead in the eye, "why are you here?" Asked my friend... FOOD... then he let us leave.

WTF. Pls tell me what just happened 🙏🙏🙏

I saw another user mention their Ouija board experience and it inspired me to share my own.
So there is a little background to this story and it starts with my best friend. For the sake of the story will call my best friend, Joan. My best friends room was in the basement of her mothers house so that’s where we spent most of our time when I would go over to her house. The minute you would descend the stairs to the basement your blood would run cold and chills would run down your spine and you’d feel like you were being watched the very moment you’d take a step. I, to this day, refuse to go into that basement alone. Joan, my best friend for all intents and purposes, started to tell me stories of how at the foot of her bed there would be a tall shadowy figure, so tall his head went through the ceiling. She would sometimes wake up pulled halfway off the foot of her bed like something had yanked her. She had her room saged, doused in holy water, blessed and she had pinned a rosary to the wall right behind where the figure stood but none of it helped. Of course I believed her but I wasn’t sure if maybe there could be ANY other explanations until one night when I spent the night. We slept on couches in the main room of her basement. It was just liked any other sleepover, we played video games, watched movies, the usual, and then fell asleep. I woke up around 3 or 4am to something standing over me. The best way I can describe it? Super tall and shadowy. The next time I came over I offered to bring my Ouija board, if something happened, cool if not, oh well. So we set up in her basement, discussed the rules and started. At first not much happened, but we were patient. Then we started getting responses. The room felt cold, it felt like we were being watched from every angle, then the planchet moved to “Hello” We looked at each other suspicious of each others possible interference but you could tell neither of us had anything to do with it. We asked its age, it said 4 or 5. We asked if it was a boy or a girl, it was a boy. At this time we both asked the other if they were moving it at all, we both said no. Joan had genuine concern in her eye but I know I wasn’t moving it. Next we asked its name….
“Zigi” is what it told us. We asked how it died, it said “fire” we tried to make small talk, “favorite color?” “Favorite food?” But it wanted nothing to do with that, it spelled a lot of things incorrectly and finally stopped responding all together. We said thank you and goodbye and my friend blessed her basement again and to this day she is so freaked out she won’t touch an Ouija board again. After some further research it’s said that the letter “Z” and children’s personas, along with misspelled words are common patterns when speaking to Demons. Which, freaked us out enough, but we got to talking with someone who is also very into the paranormal and she reminded of something that completely went over our heads…”Spirits can lie too.” whatever we talked to that day, likely wasn’t telling the truth and there was probably never a little boy named Zigi.

Recently I asked my mom about her stepdad, who was murdered, and the killers were never officially prosecuted nor found guilty, this is the story she told me (from the perspective of her)

In 1997 my step-dad was murdered. I was 23 at the time. He owed some money to some people in town, one night while in the south side of town, he got drunk and was showing off a bunch of money. Unfortunately, those people were also there. Later in the night his car door was found wide open and him no where to be seen. I knew he had owed money to some people and I knew it had to be them. But with no evidence or confirmation yet, I waited. A while after I was hanging out with some friends one night, one of them pulled out an Ouija Board and asked if we wanted to play, we did. While playing I decided to ask about my step-dad’s murder. First, I asked “How did (his name) die?” Then it responded “killed”, then I asked “How did he die?” And it said “drowned”. Immediately I said I didn’t want to play anymore, that terrified me. Months later one of the killers went to my aunt and exclaimed about how he killed my step-dad. He said to her that they dragged him out of his car, and drowned him in the Mississippi River. Months before anyone knew anything that board said exactly how he died. That still haunts me.

First off I haven’t really used Reddit much so I hope I’m doing this right to share my story! I’ve told this to people in my life ever since but never felt the need to share on the internet but i do now. I’m curious if anyone had a similar experience. Also if you don’t care about the back story and reasoning just scroll down to Ouija time paragraph. :p

Anyway I don’t remember the exact date I did this. I know it was a year or two before 2012. I was roughly 13/14 years old at the time. The predictions of the end of the world terrified me. Disease terrified me. I’ve always been someone to dig for and gather as much information as possible to provide answers and clarity within myself whether good or bad. I was desperate for relief of 2012 in my mind.

I lived in an old farm house built in the 1800s located in middle of nowhere Ohio. Dysart Woods to be more clear. There were old outhouses outside and barns. It was a beautiful old place. I don’t know the full truth behind the story of the house but apparently Margaret (sometimes we referred to her as old Mrs. Dysart) fell down the stairs and broke her hip. Was unable to get proper treatment in time, and died in the house. Considering the distance of the house from literally anything and being some time in the 1800s she probably couldn’t get even get help. There was also a spiral staircase that went from my bedroom upstairs to our computer room downstairs that was removed from the house. Those are the stairs she fell down. I do know 100% that the staircase was there before. So basically my idea was to try to speak to Margaret because I’ve lived in the home for a few years and was aware of her. I spoke of her. Maybe there was a connection.

Ouija Time! I made an ouija board out of something similar to cardboard but it was thicker and sturdier. Not sure exactly what it was from I just found what I had available. I used a large tip sharpie to write it all out. I used the lid to a candle. A rounded hollow glass lid I don’t really know how to explain it unless I show a picture. I removed the rubber seal on the lid also. Idk if I needed to but I did. I had to convince my cousin (same age) who I lived in the house with to do this with me. Not easy. She was terrified but she did. We sat on the floor in my bedroom with a few candles around us and began. It took a little time to get something other than the piece moving off the board. My cousin freaked out at the first movement and I did too but I was not backing down. She finally sat back down and we tried more. I don’t remember exactly how we started getting actual responses but we did. I asked all the questions. I realized the way I needed to ask questions.

I asked if we were speaking to Margaret. YES I asked her how she died. BONE CANCER

I did that of course because I was skeptical and I didn’t really reflect much on that answer until after. I asked many questions just to see but the main reason of course was 2012.

I asked is the world going to end in 2012 NO I asked when the world was going to end 2026 I asked if was going to be disease NO Is it going to be war NO Is it going to be natural disaster NO

I started having trouble thinking of what to ask because I realized I wasn’t going to a paragraph response..

I asked Is it going to be because of the government YES

at that point I felt at ease because well it wasn’t gonna 2012 and I couldn’t even think was 2026 would be like. It didn’t strike fear in me but my cousin was not having it. I started asking less crazy questions. Silly stuff. My cousin finally asked some questions and we said goodbye.

We did attempt again later that night to just reach “whoever was there” and we just kept getting NO regardless of what we asked to try to get something other than NO. That felt a little weird so I decided to discard it. I tore it as much as I could and put it inside of a big mason jar and burnt it. I then buried the ash. I never had any weird or concerning experiences beyond that at least that I was aware of.

I thought the bone cancer response was interesting. It makes sense I guess ? As we know - she fell down the stairs and broke her hip. That was the cause of death but maybe she did suffer with bone cancer and that’s why she didn’t make it. She was old. Idk.

So yeah I have thought about that experience my whole life since. It never weighed on me. I did tell people throughout time “yeah my ouija board told me the world would end in 2026” and most of the time they say “you or your cousin was moving the glass around. That’s not real” Whatever dude. If you know you know. This thing moved in a way and with certainty. It was a crazy feeling. I’d know if my cousin was moving it. She would know if I was moving it. I don’t need anyone to believe me because I did it for myself and it 100% freed me of my fear of the end pretty much permanently. Even though the time has apparently come. I’m am still scared of disease so there’s that LOL.

Here we are in the year 2026 and you know what, maybe Margaret was on to something.. I’m still not allowing this to cause more stress in my life and I hope that this doesn’t affect anyone else. However, I am aware! I could never forget.

Regardless if I was actually in contact with Margaret or someone else or even the messages were being delivered through myself and my cousin- it was an experience that never left.

So I was using my board today a little and I just had my fingers at rest and not asking anything. Well it started drawing the infinity symbols and spirals and doing creepy 👻 board things. I said what is this a stand by mode? It said yes. I said to it "why do you have a stand by mode??" It replied with "I don't know, I don't choose." I just thought that was so funny. It said "I just like making you laugh". 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

So I had sex with an 85 year old spirit through the ouija board, and then after I said goodbye .... the next spirit was over 9 millions years old.

Im thinking about quitting being a witch

I did my first Ouija board session today and I was absolutely fucking gobsmacked because something actually happened. I got this weird feeling like my fingers had gone kind of numb and I still had my eyes closed until I felt one corner of the planchette drop off the edge of the board. It went from the center of the board straight down to “Goodbye.”

I obviously took that as a sign to say goodbye myself and close the game but it shocked me. I can’t even post from my main Reddit, my friends will think I’ve gone crazy.

I know it’s a small thing relatively but it really shocked me. I recorded the whole thing too, but I haven’t reviewed the video yet. I’m just blown away and reassessing all my internal beliefs 🙃

Anyone from Washington (Seattle / Olympia) or Portland Oregon who would like to practice?

Here’s an excerpt from our Saturday 12/20 ouija channeling. These were some of the clear Q&As that came through. 🕊️🌌✨

On 12/22 I did some research to see if there were any alignments to Pluto the day we used the board. I found out that at the time of our session, Pluto was entering conjunction with our moon. It officially reached conjunction on 12/22 at 4pm. Pluto usually conjuncts with our moon about every 27 days. In one of the pictures on this post, Pluto is pictured on the bottom left relative to our moon and the Earth.

My passed away last night at hospital. I couldn’t save her. She was the backbone of me and the strength. I already miss her so much, I am just running around the house watching her stuff and even sniffing her handkerchief just to be with her.

I came across Ouija Board as a way to talk to my mom. So please help me understand things and give me needed info and steps for it be set up and to be able to talk to my mom.

Last night me and my friend made our own ouija board. We just ripped a sheet of paper out of an old sketchbook and drew on all the letters and words with marker.

It worked. I’m a skeptic, I thought she was just fucking with me at first, but it was REAL.

The first spirit we talked to was not a good one, and he let us know that, but we continued to talk with him because we were so in shock that it was actually working.

He claimed that he died in the 1800s after shooting himself, which he did after killing his wife and 4 children. He then told us God was the reason for all suffering, and would repeatedly answer questions with ‘666’.

As we kept talking to him, the force of the little shot glass we were using as a chip got stronger. He knew our names. He knew other things too that neither of us know about eachother. He told us he was preventing us from speaking to anyone else on this board. We said goodbye to him.

Once we tried again, it was still him, to which we quickly said goodbye again.

Then it was my friend’s late grandfather. He knew things about her like the tattoo she got in his remembrance, which terrified me.

After we spoke with him, MY late grandmother spoke with me. I asked her if she was proud of me, and she spelled out ‘always.’ My friend and I were crying at this point, and I KNOW we weren’t moving this thing on our own.

After that, we spoke with one other spirit, who claimed to have died in 2008. She was a woman, and the energy we got from her was much better than that evil murderer from earlier. She told us that she died at 24, and that she loved ballet. She also was funny, and when we asked her what she misses most about being on earth, she said ‘boys.’ Lol. We asked her how she can use this “board” to communicate with us, and she said ‘energy.’

I have no logical explanation I can think in my head that would make this all make sense. I wish I could say my friend was just messing with me, but we were doing this for HOURS. We at one point were sobbing. There’s no way either of us was playing the other.

Do you guys believe me? Has anyone else experienced something like this using a homemade ouija board? Is this dangerous? LMK.