OUIJA; THIS IS ONE GAME YOU DON'T WANT TO MESS WITH!!!   Author: 17  Category:(Ouija) Created:(8/28/1999 10:36:00 PM) This post has been Viewed (5743 times) It had to have been around this time last summer. My brothers friends and a couple of my friends were all over my house to play Ouija. My brother is three years older than us so we sucked up a lot. Anyway, we started to play and asked the usual questions like, 'spirit, are you here?', 'whats your name?', 'whats your realtion to us?', where are you?', and stuff like that. We would usually talk to the same spirits who would visit us on the board. There were three in paticular that would visit us. They were Kristie, who was my gaurdian angel, Ethal, who was my brother's gaurdian angel, and Binny. Binny was an evil spirit that would always talk about killing us and waiting for the perfect moment to kill my brother. We always hoped that Binny wouldn't be the one to visit us. He usually was, though, because he was more powerful than Kristie and Ethal. Once, me and my friend were playing alone and he was making fun of Binny A LOT!!! I told him to stop because this ! stuff scares me and he said that he knew I was moving it and that it was all fake. I KNEW I wasn't moving it which REALLY scared me. I told him that and he stopped talking. His skin started turning really pale and I asked him wut was wrong. All of the sudden he threw up every where and was forced to go home and leave me there, alone. When we asked Binny for a sign that he was there he would always show off by blowing candles out or, once, even making us sick. But out of all the pranks he did on us, his favorite was to make the indicator on the Uoija Board freezingly cold. It was like an ice cube. After his final threat to kill us in our sleeps in the year of (i can't say). We all decided to make a statement saying we would never play that game again. And we never have. It's a year later now and I'm 14 and my bro's 17. Strange things STILL happen that even my mother can't help but notice either. We got our house blessed and it worked for a while but about a week o! r 2 later he was back with his usual noises and slamming doors and strange smells. But I guess it's all just a part of life where I live. How it changed my life: Not change my life, just my lifestyle. I put up with this stuff now. When my friends spend the night and expierence it, they say, 'How can you live there?!' You can join Unsolved Mysteries and post your own mysteries or interesting stories for the world to read and respond to Click here Scroll all the way down to read replies. Spring is coming