Though this was not my first experience with using, or people misusing a Ouija board; this was certainly one of the most... "interesting". Understand as you read this story, that certain elements may sound humorous and therefore may lead you to conclude that this story is untrue... but I ask that you hear it out in it's entirety, and you can make your decision afterward.

I left my Ouija over at a friends house at their behest, though I thought better of it at the time. I had always gotten a strong reaction out of it, and I feared they might do the same. In the end, I left them with a handful of stern warnings and suggestions for protection.

Around 3am I was awakened by the sound of someone beating on my front door, and my mother beating on my bedroom door. Apparently something had happened, and my friends absolutely were NOT going to go back to the apartment without me.

I apologized to mom, and went out to the car, where I was bombarded with 5 stories at once about what had happened. It seems my friend had not heeded my warnings about becoming drunk, or smoking cigarettes around the board, nor had they listened to my cautions about angering spirits.

Most of them had become rather drunk, and decided they were going to summon a spirit... it didn't take them long to get one. Other than being drunk, they encircled the board in cigarette smoke, and one of them spilled his drink on the board. The spirit became very hostile after this... but my friends felt they had nothing to fear, and goaded and teased the spirit until the planchette stopped moving. After a few moments, they laughingly asked the spirit it's name, to which the spirit replied; "Ben Dover". Needless to say, they found that incredibly funny, and one of them began mocking the spirit and calling him names that suggested he was of a homosexual nature. While he was laughing, he doubled over... and suddenly he was not laughing anymore. Something had grabbed him by the throat and lifted him a few feet off the ground, holding him there for a few seconds, while the others screamed and scattered... then it dropped him.

As you might have guessed, they then came to my house and dragged me out of bed to go and "fix" the problem. When we got to the apartment, I noticed a thick black cloud squeezing itself out from between the door and the jamb... it quickly slid across the wall and around the corner as a shadow would, and disappeared... No one else seemed to notice this. After entering the apartment, I decided to check out where it had happened, and noticed a few long scratches going up the wall... apparently where the spirit had grabbed our friend, and picked him up... I then asked to look at where the spirit had grabbed him, and saw similar scratches on his neck.

By now the drunken mob was angry and wanting revenge... but instead I told them they had brought this on themselves by ignoring my warnings... but I would do what I thought would keep the spirit from returning; I would destroy the board.

This task took until dawn, and in all honesty; was never finished...
I spoke a prayer for protection of the house, and we removed the board to the balcony... there we emptied an entire can of zippo lighter fluid onto the board, lit it, but it would not burn. The flames fell off the board like we were running water over it. We continued to try, but to no avail. Finally, I broke the board in half over the railing, and threw it in the garbage... as far as I know it worked... because I never heard anything different from them.

Well, the ones who continued to talk to me after that occurred, that is.