Ouija Growling
This true story happened in the summer of 1971 on a hot August night in the town of Lodi, California. Carol, my cousin, who swears by the story, was with a friend. As probably most know, some people are more successful at conjuring up spirits than others with a Ouiji board, and Carol had quite a history of contacting both benevolent and malevolent spirits.
On this particular night, Carol and her friend were at Carol's house with their boyfriends located on the outer fringe of Lodi. As they worked the Ouiji board, the men were skeptical of any letters displaying words let alone words displaying sentences. Nonetheless, it happened. Soon after they began, the planchette took on a life of its own and told them there was a robbery in progress at a nearby McDonalds. Everyone was quite skeptical. Then the Ouiji went on to describe the vehicle driven by the culprits: a station wagon, and that it was urgent, "Help, please help!" it spelled out.
The men decided that the situation was too good to pass up and just before they left, they told the women to not open any doors except for them. They drove off leaving the women with one shotgun and a box of shells. As their headlights pulled out of the driveway, Carol and her friend were terrified by a loud growling noise coming from the back door. Terrified, they braved enough energy to venture back to the door and were greeted by a loud scratching noise. As soon as they heard this they scrambled back to where the shotgun lay and pumped shells into the chamber. As they got the shot gun loaded a knock was heard at the door. Carol pulled the drape back and was relieved to find her boyfriend and his friend standing there. Full of terror, they let them in.
They told the men what they had just encountered and what they had just heard at the back door. Still skeptical, the men went to the back door to investigate. They found the door was shut but when they opened it, they found long deep scratches along the door frame. Carol told me that she and her friend threw away the Ouiji boad that night. Startlingly enough, about a year later, Carol went into her closet to pull a board game out of her closet and noticed the same Ouija board sticking out among the rest. At this point she burned the Ouija and hasn't picked up another since.
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