Our experience happened during the beginning of summer in 1991. We had just moved from a small town up North to Nicholasville, Kentucky. By the girls being the new kids in town and not knowing anyone, I appeased to their boredom by allowing them to talk me into letting them buy an ouija board. What could it hurt? It's only a board, or so I thought!

They, my daughter, (J) age 16, and my stepdaughter, (M) age 14, wasted no time in trying out the board. From the living room I could hear the girls laughing and having a silly time together by asking this board simple and innocent questions. After a few nights they lost interest and stopped playing it.

I was curious to why, so I asked them. They said, "that the only information that they received which made any sense to them was the spirits name, and that was MJ. In addition, once the spirit identifies 'itself', all 'it' would do was move back and forth from the letters A to Z. It became annoying and boring to them!

Their curiosity of the board wasn't aroused again until late summer when the subject of ouija boards came up in a teen group discussion. Once the girl's boyfriends and a few others found out that the girls had a board, they too, wanted to satisfy their curiosity as well.

It was towards the ending of the summer on a Saturday night when the boys stopped by the house to chat with the girls. One conversation lead to another and before long they (the group) wanted to play the board. They asked me if it was ok for the guys to stay awhile longer so they could all play together. I said it would be. I had no idea what I had just allowed!!!

They excitingly ran to their bedroom and began to clear a spot on the floor to make room for all of them to play the board. Two of the guys stretched out across the floor on their stomachs and slightly propped themselves up on pillows. The others just flopped down on their rumps and made themselves comfortable by sitting Indian style in front of the board.

I have to admit, I was on the curious side too. Therefore, I invited myself to watch as they played. (J's) boyfriend, Gary, right out REFUSED to join in with the others. For whatever his reasons were; it wasn't enough to stop him from observing as the others played.

The four players placed their fingers on the pointer and (J) lead with the first question. "Is there a spirit on the board?" A few seconds passed with nothing happening, then, very slowly the pointer began to move towards the word yes. Once the word yes was confirmed, (J) asked, "what's your name?" The spirit replied, MJ. The girls became slightly disappointed because they thought, "here we go with this A and Z stuff again!" However, since the guys were there for entertainment and the girls didn't want to disappoint them, (J) popped off with another question. To (J) & (M's) surprise her question was answered! Their excitement quickly increased! And their Q&A's were on. They began blurting out questions left and right.

The guys found the game to be very funny. They thought the girls were moving the pointer themselves to make the game more interesting for them. They soon found out that the girls had nothing to do with the pointers movements. The Questions and Answers flowing, and the more questions that were asked the stronger the energy became! The pointers speed increased with every question until its speed reached up to what is normal between human beings caring on a conversation with one another. The pointers speed became too fast for the designated writer/player to keep up with the letters so I had to take over the part as writer and translator while they continued to keep contact with the so-called spirit.

Everything was going smoothly until Gary started mocking and laughing at 'it' as if 'it' were a joke. Evidently Gary's puns and derogatory remarks pissed 'it' off! Because 'it' struck back with fury! 'It', controlling the pointer, started furiously shifting from one letter to another and spelling out vulgarity that is beyond some peoples comprehension! They, meaning Gary and 'it' became engulfed in a battle of wits and vulgarity. The things they were calling each other were would make your eyes bug out in disbelief!

Gary continued laughing at 'it' and calling 'it' names until 'it' struck a nerve in Gary by verbally attacking close members in his family. I do believe that if 'they' were face to face during this heated escapade that there would have been one hellish physical fight! Thank God that didn't happen!

Once 'it' realized that 'it' got to him, 'it' challenged Gary by humiliating him more in front of his friends and telling him that he didn't have the balls of a man if he didn't get his ass on this board NOW!" So-o-o-o, Gary felt compelled to prove to this spirit that he WAS a man! Gary then slapped his fingertips on the pointer and the verbal battle was on again! However, this time it was different. The anger and hostility from the spirit was so strong that every one of us in the room felt it! The air changed too, it became thick and smelt stale. It was during this point that the first four players became frightened and quickly removed their fingers from the pointer, leaving Gary and 'it' to their personal battle. The others wanted no part of playing the board any longer. Besides, the negative energy had become so strong from the anger that had been building up between the two that 'it' didn't need the others energy to continue on 'its' intentions with Gary.

Everyone, including me was scared of what we felt from within the room! This had gone far enough! I had to stop it! The problem was; as time told me later; IT WASN'T SOON ENOUGH!!! Hours after the game subsided, we could still feel the hostility lingering in the air.

The next few weeks the girls and I were on guard looking for anything out of the ordinary to happen. We weren't sure if we did wrong by playing the board or not, but we wanted to be cautious in case anything did take place. We didn't notice anything during those few passing weeks. It wasn't until we let our guards down that strange things began to take place around our house. Nor did we link these strange things to the night of the ouija board incident until way later on after things progressed to its worst.

I had a thing about if anyone used something that belonged to me to be sure that it was put back where they found it. I was very adamant about this! Well, my personal belongings started disappearing. At first, I was upset about it, then, later on as more and more of my things disappeared the angrier I became with the girls. They kept telling me that they didn't touch my belongings! Of course I didn't believe them because I knew my husband had no need for those items and I thought the girls and I were the only ones in the house from the time I saw what I needed until the time that I went to get what I needed. It had to be the girls!

The arguments increased and began to turn for the worst. I knew these out of control arguments with my girls were not normal for us and the fact of it was really bothering me! I kept asking myself repeatedly, why is this happening? Then, it hit me! Our problems started after that night the kids played that damn ouija board!!! 'Something' had been released that night, and whatever that something was, wasn't good!

Once I realized where the culprit of our problems was coming from, I took control of my emotions; and my things stopped disappearing. 'It' wasn't happy about my discovery either! 'It' needed that negative energy that 'it' had been getting from us by causing us girls to fight with one another. Once that stopped 'it' had to find another way to get what 'it' needed in order to grow stronger and manifest 'itself', so 'it' went after the girls.

One evening while my husband and I were in the living room watching the telly, we were suddenly interrupted by the girl's hysterical cries as they ran out of their bedroom and into the living room. Both, at the same time were trying to excitedly tell us what had happen! Giving them a few moments to get it all out, they finally calmed enough to repeat their story to us in an understandable language.

They said, "they were laying across their bed on their bellies watching a video when they heard this scooting sound coming from behind them and near their feet." They both turned towards the sound and saw the empty drinking glass that was sitting on their nightstand, slowly moving across the table. At first they were intrigued by the movement and continued to watch the glass until it reached the other side. However, at that moment when the glass reached the other side, their TV just shut off by itself. This made them turn their heads away from the glass and direct their attention towards the TV. When they turned full-face to the TV, they said, "that their video tape shot out of the VCR like a rocket and flew half way across their room and then dropped on their bed!" THEY WERE TWO VERY SCARED GIRLS!!!

Night after night 'it' continued to play 'its' taunting games with the girls. If 'it' wasn't messing with their videotapes, 'it' was messing with their cds and player or TV. In addition 'it' wouldn't let them have a good nights rest either. During the mid mornings 'it' liked to turn on their TV or boom box at full blast so 'it' could scare them awake. When they had guest over and would be listening to music, 'it' would spit the cds out and throw them around the room. Needless to say, the girls lost their company more than once and eventually their friends stopped coming around altogether!

My girls were turning into a basket case! They had become a nervous wreck! Their personalities were changing and I had no idea how to help them either! (J), whom had an up lifted and comical spirit became quite and never came home unless she absolutely had too. (M), became very withdrawn and stopped socializing altogether. And all I knew to do was to keep praying that 'it' would stop torturing my girls and go away forever! But no-o-o-o, not yet! 'It' still had one more performance to give before 'it' would leave the stage and that would be the GRAND FINALEY!

It was around mid morning and on a Saturday night. I had fallen asleep on the living room sofa with my face towards the back of the couch. I was sleeping soundly when suddenly I was woken from the feeling of someone walking into the living room. I could sense that this presence was a full-grown, adult male, and since I felt that 'it' was standing on the other side of the room from where I was, I assumed that 'it' was my husband that came out of our bedroom to check on us girls. I then began to feel the presence slowly walking towards me. When 'it' reached the living room window nearest to my feet, I felt 'it' stop. 'It' just stood there for a few moments peering out of the window. Then I felt the 'presence' turn, walk past and close to my backside. I felt 'it' then lean 'itself towards 'its' right and walk around the arm of the sofa nearest to where my head laid. Once 'it' passed the armrest of the couch I then felt 'it' enter into the hallway of (J's) room. I heard her doorknob click, then turn and then I heard the bottom of her bedroom door scoot across the carpeted floor until it stopped. Once the door stopped I then felt the presence enter into her room.

By this time I was starting to relax and feel comfortable enough to allow myself to fall back to sleep when I was frantically jarred out of my comfort zone from the sounds of (J's) horrific screams, which were also followed by a crashing noise!!! I was panic-struck! I immediately jumped upward, leaped off of the sofa and ran to my daughter's room. When I reached her open doorway I quickly reached over towards the wall where the light switch was and flipped the overhead light on. Once her room was brightly lit, I then saw my brave little girl whom was never afraid of anything or anyone; curled up on the far side of her bed in a fetal position and clinging to her headboard rails as if her life depended on it. I could hear her frightful sobs, so I called out her name. She quickly raised her head and then stared straight into my eyes. She was pale as a ghost!!! Within seconds she busted out into hysterical cries! The tears were flowing down her face. I felt my heart breaking! Then she quickly reached out her arms in gesture for me to take her into mine. I had to run around the foot of her bed to reach her but once I did, she leaped into my arms and held onto me for dear life. She was shaking and shivering something fearful!!! There was no doubt in mind that 'something' had traumatized her badly! I tried to get (J) to tell me what happened, but she was still too frightened to say anything at that time. I continued to hold her close to my body and rock her back and forth trying to comfort her in the only way I knew how. It took forever, or so it seemed, to get her calmed down, but eventually I began to feel her body starting to relax. First, her shaking slowed, then her cries turned to sniffles, and finally, her breathing became normal.I knew then that it was ok to ask her what happened?

She said, "that she was sound asleep when she was woken from a feeling of someone entering her room. At first, she didn't roll over because she thought it was one of us. It wasn't until shortly after 'it' entered the room when she took notice that the presence hadn't moved any. That was when she decided to roll over and see who it was". She said, "when she turned over, she saw this 'thing', this 'creature' that was hideous looking and 'it' was floating in mid air at the side of her bed. 'It' was starring straight into her eyes with 'its' huge, bright red eyes that reeked with pure evil." She said, "that she could see that 'it' didn't have any feet or legs and 'it' had this unnatural, tremendously, huge grin on 'its' face that stretched from ear to ear"! And the only thing that she could do was unwillingly stare back at 'it'. She was terrified from the sight of 'it'!!!

This 'thing' continued to hover there at her bedside for a while longer, just staring at her with 'its' penetrating evil, red eyes and 'its' horrifying, wicked smile. She said, "she could feel the evil radiating from 'its' being and that she knew 'it' was very powerful!" She tried to scream for help but nothing would escape her throat or mouth. No matter how hard she tried, nothing would come out! In addition, the more she tried to scream, the harder she felt 'it' laughing at her. Then, 'it' started to slowly move towards the foot of her bed and then glide around and down the side of her footboard until 'it' reached the opposite end nearest to her feet. She said, "that she could feel her body tense up even more from the fear as 'it' came closer to her. Then suddenly, 'it' stopped at the corner of her footboard nearest to her feet. 'It' began to stare deeper into her." She said, "it felt like 'it' was evaluating the depths of her SOUL and she could tell that 'it' was receiving great pleasure and enjoyment in scaring the hell out of her too!"

'It' stared at her for a few moments longer, then turned 'its' head towards 'its' left shoulder and looked downward at something on the floor behind 'him'. 'It' then looked back up at her and gave her the most evil and wickedest grin (that she assumed) 'it' could muster up! Then, with no given sign what's so ever 'it' quickly leaped through her closed bedroom glass windowpane and out of her sight. Other than her eyes, her whole body was still momentarily without any mobility or functions until 'it' released her from 'its' grip. It wasn't until the entities full spirit form had disappeared completely through the glass and the upper metal window frame came crashing down to the floor that her body was released of 'its' powers. Then, was when I heard her screams!!!

After (J) told me what had happened, I looked down towards the area where she said this "'demon' had been looking and I saw lying there on the floor, the girls unboxed, ouija board leaning against their bookcase with the game side facing outwards. I then felt positive that the ouija board had been the cause of all the hell that we've been going through this past summer. The kids had unintentionally opened up the portal for this demon to come through. I had to do something to try and get rid of this 'thing', but what? What can I do against something so evil and powerful? Then I heard a voice say; DESTORY the board! So I gathered up everything pertaining to the game: the board, the pointer and even the damn box that it came in. On my way out of the house I stopped off in the kitchen and grabbed what I needed. When I reached the dumpster, I proceeded to squirt and soak the entire contents of the box with lighter fluid until everything was saturated. Once that was done, I struck the lighter and then set fire to the son-of-a-bitch!!! It was burning with the bluest and hottest of flames that I have ever seen! I continued to hold the inflamed box in my hand and watch it burn until I no longer could, and then, I pitched it into the dumpster and walked away.

We got lucky this time, because, as I later found out that burning the board doesn't always get rid of demons. Now whether 'it' went back to hell from which 'it' came or if 'it' went to terrorize someone else, I don't know! All I do know is that 'it' left my girls and me alone!

NOTE: I'd like to say to those whom are curious about the ouija board and to those whom have used it that hasn't yet had a negative experience, to please, STAY AWAY FROM IT! The Ouija Board IS NOT just a game!

Terrie Kenzig Lexington, Kentucky