Sunday May 31, 2009 at 5:00pm
Hello, my name is Voice; I'm twenty years old, and half Vietnamese. Before I begin, I would like it if none of you guys make fun of my name,*scratches head* because for some reason, many people do.
Anyway, I discovered this website some time ago, made an account, then completely forgot about it -.-, and for some quite the long time later, remembered, found it again today while searching around for a solution for my friend Iris's paranormal problem (she's 18 btw) then I decided to use the site for some friendly advice. Apparently, dearest Iris and her cousin Nazu decided to be victims of our favorite item, The Ouija Board.
Two days ago, on Friday after classes, Nazu told me to drive directly to their house after I packed some clothes and hygiene necessities for a sleep over. Having a funny feeling about the sudden invitation of Iris's not all there cousin and his need to do maniac things (such as lighting his dog's poop on fire to toast a marsh mellow). I also took with me, fifteen lavender scented candles, a bit of sage and black sand (never hurts), and incense sticks. I soon reached my destination with my black cinch bag filled with my stuff. The door to their two storey house clicked open as I strolled in silently as always with an exception of my chains, bells, and keys that chimed simultaneously with the booms of greeting from Iris and Nazu. I dropped my keys on the side table and slumped on the couch and stretched my legs on to the wooden table and glanced at their nervous yet anticipating faces expectedly, and with a raised brow and my usual unintentional emotionless face, I called out, "Well...?" Iris bit her lip as Nazu grinned madly, pulling out what I wished he never knew about. That's right, Angel San or Ouija what you call it. I frowned uncrossed my stretched legs, picked up my keys and cinch bag and started walking toward the exit without another word. Iris pleaded," Oh come on, Voice, if it's that bad, we promise only to use it this night and never touch it again." I paused and thought for a two seconds, and then I shrugged and continued my walk." Please!"
I froze and let out a long sigh and stomped gravely to the living room and clearly stated I wanted no part in their future pain and misery. They promptly agreed after I threatened to pour bleach into their curry when they weren't looking. As they set up their gate way to doom, I reached into my bag for the black sand and five candles, pouring the black sand into a wide circle around myself and lighting the candles, I looked at my two friends with a frown and stepped into my circle of protection (I do this often with my family using the older scrolls seeing as I am Vietnamese and part take in Buddhism). I kneeled and also took out three incense sticks that I also lit using the candles and held them in my hands and waited.
Nazu, as always, began the ritual by pricking his finger and letting some blood fall in to a glass bowl filled with water (which is pretty strange, because I thought, they just start asking questions right away), Iris mimicked, then the questions start flying. The usual questions, what year they died, were they murdered so and so. Then I called Iris, suddenly having a good question, I said aloud," Are you a demon?" The Ouija board flew from the table and onto the floor with a crack and my candles went out. We all stared at each other and blinked a few times."Sooo, I'm going to say the response was a yes..." Nazu rubbed his head and swiftly wrapped up the board and put it away (smartly for once)."Ok, no more." Iris agreed with Nazu and yawned, looking at the clock." Well, let's all go to sleep now, it's late..." I put my items away and we all whipped out the sleeping bags and we were out like lights.
The next day Iris ran out the bathroom in her robes screaming. She was pale and jittery, I ran up the stairs with her cousin and we found a black crow in the sink, with blood pooling around it, the tiny window of the bathroom was open, so there was no way the crow could have been injured and now dead stiff, and the water was pouring from the faucet. I made Nazu clean it up while I inspected the bird for bullet wounds or something, but to my surprise, there was only a slit to the throat nearly decapitating the birds head... I bury it and that's that. Iris is feeling fairly better by now when something else happens 3 hours later at twelve; we were having our break fast a bit late since Nazu burnt the cereal... The lights shut off and the china plates on the shelves fell off in a row, I managed to save the second one, but all the rest shattered. Then we found a piece of paper with the words 'Der Revir Eramthgin'.
Nothing else happened after that, but I suspect more to be happening, I just want some advice on how to deal with these situations, go to the temple, a church maybe?
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