| My name is Ashley and I have
had some rather creepy experiences with the Ouija. All of
this is true, I swear on the Holy Bible. Believe what you
want, though. I had a friend of mine over, a witch involved with wicca. Krista is a powerful witch, and can channel and actually hear ghosts. I can feel ghosts. They feel like a small, light breeze grazing your skin when they touch you or pass over you. My power of feeling their touch is stronger when I'm with Krista. I also hear, not only feel presences in my room at night. If I'm not concentrating on anything I hear them enter. It's a pain because at least a dozen come into the room. Ghosts are out more frequently during the day because they get lonely at night. Ghosts are just like humans and they do get lonely, contrary to popular belief. Ghosts usually travel alone, and most don't hang with others. Some luckier ones may have friends in the afterlife, but no-one can be sure. Well, I've been communicating with Kurt Cobain, and 3 other friends Mike, Tom and Gus. I took a picture of Kurt standing by my hamper with a digital camera. Digital cameras have LCD screens, mind you. Well, we took the picture in negative format and it came out ok. We fooled around with the controls, turned the brightness all the way up, and tilted the screen. Lo and behold, a dark figure which appeared to have outstreched arms, was standing in front of my hamper. It was so amazing! I was surprised. Next time I talk to Kurt, I'll take a picture and send it. I also was talking to a bad spirit once. She began making crazy figure-8's all over the board. My friend Laura and I decided to say goodbye. We then began talking to a good spirit. His talking soon became hesitant, and neither of us knew why. He would often say things like "HELP" or "I AM HURT" or "HELP ME". It turns out he was fighting the evil in my room. Well, Laura and I said goodbye temporarilly so we could go clean my room. I walked to the other side of the room and stood there, viewing the mess. Suddenly my friend pointed at one of the candles. It was out. Then after picking up the dirty clothes on my floor, my friend sat on the bed and combed her hair while I re-lit the candle. Something on the dresser, which was untouched by us both, fell over. To this day I don't know what it was, but I have a pretty good idea what caused it. |
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