To make things clear, I was already reluctant, as it was my brothers ex girlfriends idea and I was only in my first time ever considering it. So I was nervous and kind of excited but still knowledgeable that bad shit will happen if we called something bad or pissed it off.
NOW, what ended up happening was my brother, who has a way of being a compulsive liar, was playing on his gf's brain so she would stay with him and shit. And I was the unfortunate soul caught up in the middle of a literal shit storm. Anyways, it was winter and our parents gave us permission to use their old board and told us some important things in case shit went south.Â
Now initially my brother wasn't going to ask, but I forced him to, because mom has a rule of no conjuring spirits behind my back in my house. You wanna talk to spirits? Ask for fucking permission cause dad will give you instructions on how to do it properly and how to properly close the communication. Once we were granted permission I had eased up a bit.Â
My parents had left for their own private dinner christmas party shit, and from there on, it was lights out. We turned off all the lights, and we had used some stuff from our parents alter, especially candles to set a mood if you will. What we ended up getting was a name, and we were at first skeptical, but then we looked up the name, I remember the gentleman's first name was Edgar. Which was ironic considering our street name was Edgar.
Upon contacting Edgar, we asked him how he died, he told us by a gunshot if my memory serves me right. Suddenly, we were all hooked, and we continued to chat with sir Edgar. And that's when I sensed a mood shift, something was off. And my brother and his gf were being kind of rude.
Now to clear it up, I initially had forgotten this part of myself until that moment, because when I was little my mom was diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis. And it was a really hard time for us all, my mother was in such a depressed state, that I had become her caretaker, for two weeks I had not been on the computer. Even if my mother was asleep for a lot of those moments, I was there, because I sensed something was wrong. And it still doesn't make much sense to me, I wish I could explain it better but that will be for another time.
Back to Ouija night. My brother and his gf were being kind of rude, just repeating questions it had already answered and such, giggling whenever it acknowledged our presence. However, for the remainder of our session, I had stayed and respected it. After a few more minutes of this, Â Ouija had said goodbye to us. Now I, having the good manners, replied with "Goodbye, Sir Edgar." and left the board alone. I had done something worth calling a milestone, and it hadn't gone to shit.Â
My brother however, wasn't finished. And he had forced me to join him and his gf for another session, now, when Ouija says "Goodbye" not once, but TWICE. You know you have to stop. I had stopped the moment the ouija just straight up went "Goodbye." However, my brother and his gf went on for three more "Goodbye"'s before it finally stopped acknowledging their existence.Â
That, is when shit started to happen, but it wasn't my brother and his gf getting this unseen forces attention. No. It was me. I would get light pats on the legs, almost as though it were one of my cats, and for a good portion of it I tried to rationalize it to being so. However then realization kicked in, my cats were asleep, downstairs. And we were upstairs. So I mentioned it, and what does my little disrespectful shit of an older brother say? "Oh stop trying to be the center of attention."
THIS ASSHOLE. WHO HAD THE GUTS TO PISS OFF OUIJA. TRIED TO SAY I WAS SEEKING ATTENTION. I was so mad at him. And after finally completing highschool, shit has started happening again. From random pokes in my back to what feels like a full on touch or brush of a hand. And I'm wondering, what if it Edgar (if even a real person) has attached themselves to me?Â
Why is it, that out of everyone who they could have focused themselves on, it was me? Why chose to pay attention to the one person who had shown you respect that nigh? Why?
