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some game white people play so that they can talk to dead spirits idk if it works and im never gonna try it to see if it does

I did one before. Creepiest shit ever

what happened?

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When I was little I went over my Hispanic neighbors house cause his daughter was having a sleep over. She pulled out the board and started playing with. I didn’t believe the shit until we heard someone crying downstairs. We thought it was her little cousins because we had lost them. We went in the room and it was throw up all over the floor and walls and the two little cousins were standing in the middle of the room, spotless. We asked them who was crying and who threw up and they both said the “lady” did. I went home after that.

nope nope nope  woulda never went back i woulda moved to other continent what is thissss

That shit really works bruh. For some reason I was convinced to try it out a few years ago. Still can’t get over it.

sigh tell your story bruh what happened?

My friend got the game for her birthday and was like “let’s try this shit out”, so my dumbass was like “aight I’m down.” So her, my boyfriend at the time, and myself went to her house and tested this thing out. We started by asking questions only one of us would know, like my boyfriend’s great-grandmother’s name, underwear color and shit like that. Then we tried upping the ante and asked some questions about our dead relatives. First of all, the ouija board had a name, and even spelled it out for us. It also was born in 1780, so that bitch is old. We asked it about my dead grandmother (where is she, what was she doing, stuff like that). The board started talking for my grandmother and used the pet names only my grandmother and I knew. We started getting freaked the fuck out, and tried putting the board away, but the ouija board wouldn’t let us. It kept spelling out how angry it was at us and shit. We finally threw it back in the box and left it in her basement, but the lights in her basement went out and her entire house lost power. My black ass took myself back home ASAP

in the basement what in the hell shoulda jumanji’d it threw it in the river i bet its still down there

lmaoo at your leaving your friends to fend for themselves i woulda done the same shit doe lol

nah this shit is no joke.
my little sister, her friend, and i fucked with that shit for like a week once. we were talking to dead people and shit like it was nothing but i would get these huge migraines after i used it, so clearly whatever the hell it was was taking a physical toll on my body. I declined further usage of that haunted little board. but my sister became almost fucking possessed by it. we would find her sneaking away to use it all the time and locking herself in her room so we couldn’t see her use it. then she started waking up in the middle of the night screaming and running out of her room. EVERY SINGLE FUCKING NIGHT for like 2 months. but the crazy part is she never remembered screaming or anything the next day. no damn memory of it at all. I took that board, burnt some sage around it, and buried that shit in the woods. not this time satan, not today.

bruh…. bruh….  ill never touch one of those mother fucking things

lyingforever see this why I told u we ain’t bout to fuck with this shit. I’m not bringing no demons in the projects

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