Is anyone up for sharing their personal accounts of unknown forces or spirits? I'll go first. When I was in high school, about 10 or so years ago, my friends and I were always into doing something stupid or adventurous for laughs and memories, albeit this one was just plain irresponsible. On Halloween, about a decade ago, my dumbass friends and I decided to get together and play video games and other dumb shit teenage guys do in their youth, when I happened to remember what day it was. "Hey, it's Halloween. Why the fuck are we doing this? Why don't we try a ouija board out?" To my dismay, everyone wasn't very apt to participate because vidya gane fun. Besides, we didn't have one anyway. Well, I decided to draw a fuck all proportioned one on a pizza box because alright, why not? When I showed it to my 3 other friends they were immediately drawn in (idk maybe they just needed to see it? Lol) and asked to start a session. So, we also didn't have a planchet. We used a Guitar pic. Stupid as hell. When we began, Nathan and I were asking run-of-the-mill questions regarding if anyone wanted to interact with us or if anyone was in the room with us. We were getting seemingly no results for about 10 minutes, or so we thought. We were about to pack it up when my friend tanner started to frantically panic and yell at us to stop, begging us almost instantly. We had no idea what was happening so we kind of just looked at him dumbfounded. Suddenly, he went quiet with a look of stark terror on his face. He sat still, with his mouth slightly agape and eyes wide as if he just witnessed something so bad it left him empty. He then promptly collapsed in the room we were in and didn't make any signs of lucidity at all. Nathan and I looked at each other and were lost on what to do. About a short minute later, Tanner woke up and had no familiar personality traits of his own. We asked if he was okay to which he replied "You're all going to die. You can't leave from here." I noticed his appearance was drained of color, almost pale as a blank page. His eyes.. his eyes were sunken, and black. I couldn't make out any distinction of an iris or much cornea at all. I was absolutely terrified. He lunged at me as I was the closest one to him. I reached out to try and restrain him but I noticed he was uncharacteristically strong. Forcing my full weight on his arms and gripping hard enough to cause myself pain was almost ineffective. He was so resistant that he was able to lift my upper body off of him with just the force of extending his arms forward. I began to become hysteric as we had trouble communicating and restraining him. There were bits where tanner would come back into the mix from the outbursts and tell us he was scared and couldn't see. He would speak as if he were being tortured. He complained of burning and pain and inability to breathe. He would see the entity coming back to barr him from speaking and start screaming and pleading for it to let him go, and then he would be silenced. You can say what you want or tell me I'm just yarning around, but I remember what happened. I have never in my life seen anything like that before or since. This story goes on for about a week of residual occurrences once we had helped him back to normal. I can post further details upon request.
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[link] [comments]Is anyone up for sharing their personal accounts of unknown forces or spirits? I'll go first. When I was in high school, about 10 or so years ago, my friends and I were always into doing something stupid or adventurous for laughs and memories, albeit this one was just plain irresponsible. On Halloween, about a decade ago, my dumbass friends and I decided to get together and play video games and other dumb shit teenage guys do in their youth, when I happened to remember what day it was. "Hey, it's Halloween. Why the fuck are we doing this? Why don't we try a ouija board out?" To my dismay, everyone wasn't very apt to participate because vidya gane fun. Besides, we didn't have one anyway. Well, I decided to draw a fuck all proportioned one on a pizza box because alright, why not? When I showed it to my 3 other friends they were immediately drawn in (idk maybe they just needed to see it? Lol) and asked to start a session. So, we also didn't have a planchet. We used a Guitar pic. Stupid as hell. When we began, Nathan and I were asking run-of-the-mill questions regarding if anyone wanted to interact with us or if anyone was in the room with us. We were getting seemingly no results for about 10 minutes, or so we thought. We were about to pack it up when my friend tanner started to frantically panic and yell at us to stop, begging us almost instantly. We had no idea what was happening so we kind of just looked at him dumbfounded. Suddenly, he went quiet with a look of stark terror on his face. He sat still, with his mouth slightly agape and eyes wide as if he just witnessed something so bad it left him empty. He then promptly collapsed in the room we were in and didn't make any signs of lucidity at all. Nathan and I looked at each other and were lost on what to do. About a short minute later, Tanner woke up and had no familiar personality traits of his own. We asked if he was okay to which he replied "You're all going to die. You can't leave from here." I noticed his appearance was drained of color, almost pale as a blank page. His eyes.. his eyes were sunken, and black. I couldn't make out any distinction of an iris or much cornea at all. I was absolutely terrified. He lunged at me as I was the closest one to him. I reached out to try and restrain him but I noticed he was uncharacteristically strong. Forcing my full weight on his arms and gripping hard enough to cause myself pain was almost ineffective. He was so resistant that he was able to lift my upper body off of him with just the force of extending his arms forward. I began to become hysteric as we had trouble communicating and restraining him. There were bits where tanner would come back into the mix from the outbursts and tell us he was scared and couldn't see. He would speak as if he were being tortured. He complained of burning and pain and inability to breathe. He would see the entity coming back to barr him from speaking and start screaming and pleading for it to let him go, and then he would be silenced. You can say what you want or tell me I'm just yarning around, but I remember what happened. I have never in my life seen anything like that before or since. This story goes on for about a week of residual occurrences once we had helped him back to normal. I can post further details upon request. submitted by /u/Hinkhall27 [link] [comments]
