Even if you don’t believe in ghosts or spirits, you have to admit that Ouija Boards are pretty creepy. I remember when they used to sell them at toy stores and I was always too terrified to even go near them. Why would a kid want to pretend to communicate with the dead? Nonetheless, there are brave others that had no problem playing with them. A discussion broke out on Reddit about the creepiest things people had experienced while messing with a Ouija Board. Here are some of the freakiest we could find.
Freaky Stories of People Playing With Ouija Boards
I got a call from my cousin who said that he, his brother, his dad and his best friend were using an Ouija in their basement. Prior to starting, they took a large porcelain doll out of the room because it was creepy and placed it in an adjacent room face down on a pile of towels.
My cousin took a short break because the board was just spouting nonsense and he went to take a shit. His dad and brother and friend started asking the board questions without him, one of the questions was “who is in the other room?” It just started spouting random numbers and when my cousin came back into the room, his brother said that it wasn’t working that they were going to put it away and he showed him the answer to the last question he asked. My cousin said, “Dude, that’s my social security number!” Then they started to talk to whatever started spewing answers out, and it told my cousin he would die in the Air Force. At this point, they tell the entity they are communicating with to prove itself. It then spelled out the word “DOLL” and they were like wtf.
They opened the door to check on the porcelain doll they had laid in the other room and when they opened the door the doll was standing up right in front of the door staring right at them. Everyone freaked and ran out of the house. His best friend burned the Ouija Board and I think he temporarily went nuts for a few months. My cousin for some reason joined the Air Force and is on a base in Europe now.
I was about 12 or 13 spending the night at a friend’s house, goofing around with the Ouija board with him & his sister. We were getting all sorts of gibberish plus words spelled out, just kind of scaring ourselves for fun not taking it very seriously when we got the message, “I can see you through the window” and then “I can see you through his eyes” or something like that. There was just a small window in the basement room where we were, and just the backyard and woods past the driveway visible through that window. We asked it more questions and it said, “I’m under the car,” so we somehow got up the nerve to go out with a flashlight and peered under the car, where we saw a huge black stray cat, which was hissing.
We ran inside freaking out and at that exact moment the power failed and all the lights in the house went out. We just about actually shit ourselves. Few minutes later, the power came back and we sat up till dawn that night, scared, and never played with the board again.
My wife and I had some unexplained things going on in the house we were renting. So we got a board so we could try to figure out what we were dealing with. Bad idea. The board was just a standard plain board. We used it one night to speak with (hopefully) our spirit. What we didn’t realize is that Ouija boards open the door for anything to come through and speak. The looking piece flew off the board near the end of our session and we had no real answers to anything we were speaking with something, but it was very evasive with its answers. Things got worse in the house and we eventually broke our lease and moved. Radios and TVs going on by themselves, water running … after the board though, things got bad. Voices, moving objects, and my wife says that I got possessed one night, but I can’t validate that as I was asleep.
My friend and I were about 14 or 15. She had a Ouija board that we used quite often. (I always thought she was pushing it for the fun factor, I never took it too seriously) One night we started, and it was about 9 pm we started getting very strange sayings (none of which I can remember, 27 years later) and we got a name. Although the name I have forgotten over the years, it said he was from Malaysia. He was here to protect us. (I do remember that much.) The next thing we know its 7 am! It was like we blinked and the sun was up. It was VERY freaky. We LOST 10 HOURS of our life. Neither of us remembered anything about it. We were just sitting there at the table staring at each other like “WTF HAPPENED?” Too bad we didn’t have a 3rd person there to tell us. She would never use it again, I did, but I never had that happen again.
My friend had mentioned that she had one, so I asked her to pull the board out so I could check it out. At first she said no, but then agreed to do it as long as she didn’t have to participate. After she had the board set up I asked, “Is there anyone in here?” Nothing. So, being a dumb teenager, I said, “If anything is in here and not talking, you’re a coward.” The board was put away after that.
Fast forward about a week later and I was sleeping upstairs on my couch. I wake up on a stereotypical stormy night. Thunder and lightning, wind and rain, the works. I look around to see why I woke up and couldn’t see a thing, so I decide to try and fall back asleep. After laying there for about 30 seconds, I hear from downstairs, “Get the boy,” in a very raspy, wispy voice. I open my eyes and listen. Nothing. Start to go back to sleep. “GET THE BOY.” It was MUCH louder this time. Then my downstairs door SLAMS shut. I freak the fuck out because nobody slept down there and we had no drafts.
6. Never Again
I have no evidence, and I do not care if you don’t believe me. I’ve used a board with results, and let something into my home. And have been physically assaulted by this entity.
It started out with that feeling like you’re being watched, and doors closing, and footsteps on the hardwoods when you were home alone. And progressed slowly into being kept awake by something shaking the bed, or pulling off your covers. Sometimes even whispering your name. The board would disappear for days on end, then show up in places you never would have put it. I became obsessed with it. Then it was a black mass in the corner of the room. Or the silhouette of a man watching you from the doorway. After that it escalated pretty quickly. I had my hair pulled. Fingers pricked. Scratched. Choked. Held down in bed while this thing whispered in my ear in what could have only been Latin.
We had our house blessed and the bad thing hasn’t shown back up. Just the normal occurrences now. But I will never again play with one of those boards.
I was staying at a hotel with friends in northern Ontario for a chess tournament. Geeky, I know. Can’t exactly remember the town. Anyway, we were looking for some thrills at night and someone busted out a board. One of those “official” ones you can get from Toys’R’Us. We asked a few questions I can’t remember but I will never forget when we asked if it knew if any of us was going to die. Yeah, I know: strange question to ask. Uh, so it spelled out a person’s name that was with us at the time. Then a date, which was approximately a year later. My friend died a year later from cancer in his knee. He knew about it 6 months before he died. To this day, I am still curious about the device but damned if I’ll ever touch it again.
Only did it once when I was like 17. In a roomful of people and one kid said something like, “This is all fake, I need pr-” before he finished the word “proof,” the lights in the entire house went off. If that was a coincidence, it was the oddest one I’ve ever seen. No one else was in the house and the fuse box was buried in the back of a closet. The kid’s dad had to come home and turn it back on, said it never happened before (entire circuit tripped).
Perfect story. 100% true. About 15 years ago, my sister had some friends over one night. They were in the basement watching some scary movie. They had an Ouija board. They started cussing at it and calling it “shit” and “fucking fake.” It stopped responding so they began watching the movie again.
All of a sudden, all the lights and electricity goes out. They start screaming. Then the TV comes on all static and is blaring noises. They were yelling and crying. Then, the TV shuts off and comes back on to just a black screen. The words “this is not a game anymore” roll across the screen in all white. After that, the TV shuts off and they are in complete darkness. They run out of the house.
Afterwards, they go back to the house. Our dog had hid and when they found it, all it did was bark and look very angry at them.
Doing the board with six or seven people, only one of my friends knows Latin and he is not touching the oracle, the contact starts speaking to us in Latin. This same friend later pulled his hand back from the oracle having received what looked like a small scratch on his wrist, not bleeding but bright red as if fresh. His girlfriend at the time was plagued by a contact they had made and would wake with strange bruises on her legs.
My mum has warned me against using them due to her own experience: she used one at a friend’s house when she was young.
Nothing of consequence happened during the use of the board, yet she noted that whatever ghost they were ‘chatting’ with seemed to be violent and have it in for her. She shrugged it off and left in her car.
On the way home, she hit and gruesomely killed a horse which ‘appeared out of nowhere’, running at her car. In the middle of a city. In the afternoon.
When I was about 14 my best friend had a sleep over birthday party. Being the silly little girls we were, we decided to make a Ouija board to use, not really knowing any of the rules like making it say goodbye. After an hour or so, I wandered off to read some tarot cards and watch the rest of “The Exorcist” with the other couple of girls who didn’t want to commune with spirits. (Rereading that last sentence, I sound like such a stereotype. I still use tarot cards though, so I never grew out of this phase it seems.)
Here’s were it got weird. After I left, the spirit talking to my friends changed. As in it switched to a different spirit altogether. His name was Max and he was looking for me. I’ve never known a Max in my life. My friends yelled out what he was saying as it moved and I was writing off as them teasing me until he started giving them information about me that no one at that party knew. Things about minor abuse I was facing and other little things.
That freaked me out right out. I begged for them to stop playing, even after Max tried to convince me that he was not trying to hurt me. My friends were awesome and stopped playing before I started crying and I thought that was the end of it.
The next time a Ouija board came out was the next year and only one girl from the original party was among the group. We were baking a cake so when the buzzer went off she and I headed up to take it out of the oven. When we got back to the group another girl turned to me and asked, ‘Who’s Max?’ Apparently he’s stuck around after that first time. If my friends want to use a Ouija board, they don’t invite me over unless they want to speak to Max. He’s always around.
A few times in my life, I’ve heard a voice call out my name. It usually makes me stop for a minute. Not anymore, but at least twice, had I not stopped I would have been in the path of a car going too fast to stop before it would have hit me. I strongly believe Max has stuck around to be helpful but had we not pulled out that Ouija board I would have never known about him.