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I have always been a believer in the supernatural, mainly through first had experience. Some of those weirdest experiences involved the ouija board. I was first introduced to the ouija board in high school. We usually played in large groups an someone was always purposely spelling out names and messages, and there was always more laughter than sreams. Three of us decided we'd try it on our own and take a different approach. We would have 2 people ouija with eyes closed and the 3rd person would jot down the messages. This would keep anyone from deliberately cheating and would make it far more difficult to create messages subconsiously. This was the beginning of some serious ouija sessions with amazing results. I'm not going to go into any these particular sessions because the story I do want to tell happens years later in college and is far more frightening. This is where the my first warning comes in...Be careful reading this at night and by yourself, you may lose sleep. But more seriously, we did not realize what we were dealing with and still don't. We no longer ouija and probably will never again. So here is the story....

It started with my girlfriend (now fiance) and I playing ouija in our college apartment. We used the eyes closed method, and only opened when the slider stopped. We engaged in a conversation almost immediatly with some unseen spirit. The spirit answered with basic "yes" and "no" responses to the typical questions, "Are you male, did you live in this area, etc." After about 15 minutes or so of this we asked it if it wanted us do something or help it (maybe he was sticking around because he was restless about something). The spirit then spelled out perfectly....."Find the x" We didn't know what that meant and couldn't get any better an answer. Maybe the "X" was an intersection or a cross and we still don't know the answer today.

A few weeks later, my friends Luke and Marc joined in. We engaged with a spirit very quickly again, and what was weird was that it appeared to be the same person. Our assumption was confirmed when we just finally asked it and the slider pointed to "yes". So now we tried to get more information about the "X". From here on we witnessed some strange slider action. The slider made very quick and sharp moves and created the following patter, "1...X...2...X...3...X...4...X..." We found this a bit alarming and odd and asked it again for an explantion on what the "x" was. The reply was, "A...X...B...X...C...X...D" Throughout the session we got several of these patterns that were broken up by the letter "X" and the letter "C". This session quickly became creepy with these countdown like replies, so we gave up and decided to try another night.

This next attempt at ouija became our last. We decided to change venues this time and brougt the board to Marc's apartment. We were hoping that might get rid of the obnoxious spirit we have been talking too. Luke bowed out of this session leaving myself, Marc and my girlfriend. Within the first minute of the session, we realized that we were not rid of this spirit. After asking, "Is anyone there?" it immediatly started with, "F...X...G...X...H...X..." When Marc would take a turn on the board with one of us, it often spelled out words like "hate" and "die". The most disturbing message appeared when my girlfriend and I were working the slider. We got a large string of letters with the letter "X" and "C" used quite again. Here was the message, "C..1..X..2..X..S..X..U..C..I..C..X..I..D..X..E..K..X..R..X..I..X..S..T..X..I..N..X..J..X..A..K.." My girlfriend immediatly freaked and jumped back when she realized that it spelled out her name, Kristin and then began to spell my name, Jake. We decided that this was getting too personal and too disturbing to continue, and we immediately packed up the board. However, this would prove to be the least disturbing part of the evening. While we were doing the ouija, Marc would take pictures with his digital camera to see if anything weird appeared on camera. When looking at the pictures, small orbs appeared only when my girlfriend and I worked the bored. We decided to take some additional pictures of all of us individually and standing in the same spot to compare. Marc and I had in few in ours, Brian (the skeptic roomate who came home about this time) had one in his. My fiance almost broke down when she saw hers -- there were about 30 to 40! When looking at the pictures, they look just like dust orbs that some flashes pick up, so I'm not say concretely they were supernatural. It was just odd that in the same spot, there were so damn many in her picture (it made sense though, because she always had like a sixth sense thing going on). After discovering what the camera could pick up, we decided to go to the local cemetary to see what we could find (it was about 11:30/midnight).
Shortly after arriving at the cemetary my girlfriend became very wierd. She was acting like she was 5 or 6. She refused to keep her shoes on and was running all over the place. It was almost like she was drunk, but we hadn't been drinking that night. I would have to call her several times to get her to stop running and stay by my side. She would keep having to stop and touch everything just like a curious child. After about 15 minutes of this, Marc and I decided that something was wrong and that we should leave. On the car ride home, she wasn't much better. She started asking all these questions about Marc's girlfriend's sister who was buried there. Questions like, "Did she have some secret she kept from her parents? Was she not from the same father as her sister?" These were not normal questions, and Marc was getting kind of annoyed and upset, but she kept on asking. Finally we got home and slept it off and everything appeared to be normal in the morning.
I left early for class while my girlfriend was still sleeping. I took with me the sheet of paper that we used to keep track of everything the ouija board said to see if I could find some more messages, or find a pattern (we had almost 2 pages of conversation from that last night). I was in the computer lab with my a friend of mine going over the notes. All of a sudden I noticed another word that we had missed the night before. ***Scroll back up to the message that had both our names spelled out*** We were so quick to recognize our own names, we didn't see what was spelled out before that. The word "suicide" appears. I just about freaked out when I noticed that and so did the hairs on the back of my neck. I immediatly went back to our apartment. When I got there, my girlfriend was still there, she had skipped her morning classes and she was noticable upset. I asked her what was the matter, and I was not ready to hear what she said next. She said she woke up after I left and felt almost like she had a hangover. She could hardly remember anything about the cemetary or what happened after. She said she went into the bathroom to shower and when she opened up the medicine cabinet she looked at all the medications and a voice inside her said, "If you ever want to kill yourself there's more than enough pills here." She couldn't believe what she heard, it was so unlike anything about her personality. She said she immediately dropped to the floor and began sobbing for the next 20 minutes. She was terrified by the whole thing. I arrived home shortly after this. So when she told me this I freaked big time when I realized this all happened to her the same time I found that word in the message.

I know this sounds out there, but our theory is that she experienced some form of possession while at the cemetary. It would be an explanation for the odd behavior and questions. She feels like when she looked at the medicine cabinet, the person that was in her wanted her to kill herself so that they could be together. Way too odd, disturbing, freaky and real. This is why we don't ouija anymore and why she doesn't go on our "ghost hunting" outings either. Everything seems back to normal now, it's about 2 years since that night and the first time I've told the story to anyone but close friends. I hope you enjoyed the story (sorry for the length) and maybe learned something. But, please be careful because no one knows what they are dealing with, and it can get very scary, very easily.