Ouija Board

The year was 1971; I was living in Elmwood Park, a suburb of Chicago.  I came to have a Ouija board; where it came from I do not recall.  I considered it a toy; my wife and I would take it out on occasion just for the fun.  It was not long before I discovered that I could make the board say whatever thought was on my mind.

The slightest touch of my small finger, eyes closed, would send the pointer where my mind chose.  My wife, nor anyone else, could overpower my mind's suggestions.
I experimented, trying to make the pointer move by my touch alone but it would not.  It seemed like an electrical circuit, it required negative and positive poles.

I expanded the experiment beyond the board to objects.  With the slightest touch and my wife completing the circuit, I began moving small objects.  Coffee cups, drinking glasses, ashtrays, and books would slide across the tabletop.  I tried larger objects, a kitchen chair, it would not move.  I tried using the fingers of both hands; the chair vibrated and slid across the floor.

The Ouija board was nothing more than a game, the movement of objects nothing more than a fun curiosity.  The board is long gone and I have never tried to move objects again.

Many years later, I discovered the Ouija might not have been an innocent game but a doorway for evil to come through.  I also learned that once touched by malevolence, sensitivity to it is possible.  I will write more on this in future episodes of my weird life experiences.