Ouija Board Horror Story

I’ve always been interested in the paranormal. Every since I was younger I was obsessed with watching ghost adventures and horror movies.

I’m 19 now and decided to buy a ouija board. I’ve done a lot of research and even purchased a spirit box. I’m from Massachusetts and live pretty close to the real life conjuring house.

My friend and I both went there, it’s on route 96 on burrivile ri, the house is further back than the barn and it’s blocked off with poles. We went there at 3AM and decided to do the ouija board across the street. I turned the spirit box on too just for the hell of it.

A few minutes into it and we got ZoZo, we both got uncomfortable after the board told us “kill yourself” so we decided to end it there but left my box running. Driving away from the house you could hear my box say, come back. I know what you’re thinking, don’t do it but we did. I parked back in my original spot and the box stopped talking, my car died. My friggin car, I just got it too. At about 330am it turned back on and we noticed handprints on the windows, we tried the ouija again and nothing.

Instead, something was fucking with my car and pressing the lights on.

A day after that I went into work and jokingly told my GM I thought there was a ghost in here and he told me he’s heard that accusation before. My work apparently used to be a car shop and the mechanic killed himself in the building. An hour later the power went out, everything except my cash register and my name was in red.

Fast forward to that Friday, I did the ouija board with my friends at some park some kid drowned in. Nothing too interesting was really happening until the board spelled out “Warning” and then “Lights out” no idea what that meant. Two days later, I’m on my way home and realize a tree fell down and caused only my neighborhood to go out, my whole neighborhood was black. I have no idea if it’s connected.

All I know is I keep my ouija board in my car and now every time get in my car, I have a random scratch that ends up on me…

Walmart Working Frightening Experience

I’m an 18 year old female who used to work for Walmart. It wasn’t a bad job since I was getting paid more than what minimum wage goes for and I did the overnight shift. I’m not that much of a people person. This was my first and last time ever working in retail.

I’m fairly attractive, I’m 5’2″, I have blue eyes and long blonde hair, I’m also gifted in the chest area if you know what I mean. Not a lot of girls work the overnight or even stock shelves at the location I was employed at.

It was a Friday night and I just came in for my 10 p.m. – 7 a.m. shift, the store I worked at closed at midnight and reopened at 6 a.m.. I, being someone who needed caffeine to function, stopped at a coffee shop on my way to work for a coffee. Usually we are not allowed to have drinks on the floor but that never stopped me.

Part of my obligations is to bring pallets full of products to the floor to their signed areas so we can stock them. I put my coffee down in the pasta/international food aisle so I could help pull pallets. This could take anywhere from 10 minutes to an hour depending on how much freight we had that night.

After I was done pulling pallets, I went back and got my coffee and I got to work. There was a man down my aisle browsing pasta. I went up to him and asked if he needed help finding anything, He looked at me and smiled, he replied with”Tonight is the perfect night for a murder”.

Okay I thought to myself, that was weird but I figured he was just trying to mess with me.

About 20 minutes later my manager came up to me and told me to go to the health and beauty section of the store. I grabbed my coffee and ran right over.

It wasn’t about until 1:45 a.m that I took a sip of my coffee and yes it was cold at this point. A few moments later I began to feel sick and my head felt light. I couldn’t hold anything in my hands and they felt clammy. Basically my actions made me feel drunk, I felt confused but still aware of what was happening. I began to freak out.

Lunch was at 2 a.m. I ran to the break room and ended up passing out, once lunch was over one of my coworkers woke me up. I had no clue what time it was or even where I was.

I looked at my coffee cover and noticed the plastic top was broken, there were indents in the Styrofoam cup like someone dug their fingernails into it and the lip was covered with a brown and red powder.

I’m almost 100% sure I was drugged.