| When people tell me stories of unusual things that have happened when they have used the ouija board, I always ask the same question: Where did you get it? Most of the time the answer is a confused look up as they painfully search their past and then a shrug of the shoulders. I understand that. Ouija boards seem to be the last true artifact handed down from generation to generatiuon. Anyone who has looked for on at their local store can tell you to look in the board game aisle of the toy store to find your new glow-in-the-dark board. You can find one at your local occult dealer, but the casual user won't go to one except near Halloween. Instead, boards are found in the attic or basement of their parent's or grandparent's house. They are found where the boxes and dust of the house have collected, under a quilt, on top of old books, or next to the old game of Operation with the funnybone long lost. We take therm out and breathe life into them, sometimes asking the people who use to use the board about it, but more often not knowing the history. Sarah know the history of her board, and the colorful path it took to her is as interesting as the events she witnessed with it. The board was made in the 1930's. It belonged to her great aunt who lived on a farm with her brother and sister, Sarah's aunt. There was a fire in the barn where she kept the board, but it was untouched although most of the other things in the barn where lost. When Sarah's aunt left the farm she took the board with her, and years later it ended up with Sarah's grandmother who didn't use it. Sarah found it while cleaning her granmother's house and has used it since. Sarah brought the board to a friend's house who thought she lived in a haunted house. They talked to a while to "nice" spirits before something else spoke up. It spelled out, "DIE DIE DIE" and the temperature in the room dropped. They tried to move the plancette to Goodbye, but it wouldn't move. The lights started to go on and off and furniture began to move. Sarah's friend felt cold hands on her neck and began to scream. Sarah threw the board against the wall and everything stopped. Sarah's had other occurences while using the board, usually harmless or amuzing like the time they talked to Marie Antoinette who spelt out, "I want your head," and then had a book fall on her friend's neck, but the experience at her friend's house has left her shaken. She has blessed the board, but is still hesitant to use it. |
| Sarah's Board |
| Board Stories |
 |