| When I was very young, about
10-11 years of age, I went to my cousin's house to play
with her ouija board. It was the first one I had seen and
I couldn't stay away from it. This story seemed so
trivial to me at the time that I didn't think to tell it
to anyone before. At first we obtained no results from the board, but after days of working with it, we began to have some success. At first we would accuse each other of influencing the movement of the planchette but, in time, we no longer questioned it as the whole thing was more of a game to us than anything. All would become strangely quiet when we used it and if we would ask it who it was, it would always say GOODNIGHT and not work anymore that evening. We quit asking it questions about itself after that. One night a relative (D.P.) visited from North Carolina and was watching us play with the board. He challenged the board with the question "What did I eat for supper this evening?" The board replied by spelling out the word BISCUITS. We all laughed, saying that everyone eats biscuits all the time. Everyone, that is, but D.P. He was almost speechless as he told us that he hadn't eaten a home-made biscuit since he had moved to North Carolina. He said the first thing he wanted when he got back to West Virginia was some home-made biscuits. That evening was the first time he had eaten biscuits in about six months. I later moved away for a few years and when I returned we tried it again. I had purchased a new ouija board later but to this day I haven't been able to get anything out of one. Maybe my cousin was tricking me, I'll never know. |
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