Ouija: Zozo Once Again


I was always very skeptical of spirits and ghosts until I had this experience. I don't know what they are, all I know is that I believe these entities exist now.

I was reading through the true stories section and I saw something that caught my eye: Zozo. I had a run in with this entity via a Ouija board, and I thought I was crazy until I saw that many other people had the exact same experience. My friend and I had just gotten a Ouija board and decided to play it all night. Well, I got ahold of someone, or something, called Zozo. The planchette would move very violently, and when it would get frustrated it would just sway from Z to O continuously. Every time I used the ouija board after that, Zozo would be the only one I could talk to.

One night it asked me to say something, and I was very apprehensive about it because the fact I had contacted the same spirit so many times in a row I figured it was watching me. It asked me to say, "Ramazama Jamal." I did some research and couldn't find these words in any language. Zozo was very pushy about it and got very frustrated and caused the planchette to actually shoot off the board a couple of times. Being the adventurous (and now I know stupid) person I am, I said it anyway, and I wished I hadn't.

Anywhere between 3-4 a.m. every morning I would be awoken by my cupboards slamming, and I would have to get up and ask them to stop. And they would, promptly. I would have terrible nightmares every night that caused my chest to tighten and become cold. I would wake up panting from loss of breath, but one night I felt eyes upon my back. I wasn't woken up by my cupboards this time; it was as if something called me from my dream to wake up.

When I turned around, I saw a shadow on the wall. I thought a friend had come in, so I asked them what they wanted. No reply. And then the shadow came out of my wall and became this black mass, faceless and blacker than black in the silhouette of a woman. The only distinction I had of its sex was that it tilted its head at one point and it had long hair. I was paralyzed with fear, and could barely push the words out of my throat. I asked it if it was Zozo, and it seemed to nod. Its head just moved from side to side like it was inquisitive, yet already knew everything. I asked it to go away and I covered my eyes. When I took my hands off it was gone. I moved out of that apartment a month later.

OUIJA STOLE THE PHONE

Zoe also had an experience with the Ouija and a cell phone, perhaps not surprising since teen girls seem to love their cell phones as well as a bit of Ouija drama. Zoe’s story took place in mid-September, 2008. She and her friends Maddie, Kelly and Brianna were all hanging out at Nora’s house after school. “We all knew the story that went along with her house,” Zoe says. “In the 1800s, a woman had killed her husband and then hung herself upstairs. So, we thought, this would be a great place to have fun with her Ouija board.”

The girls set up the board and almost immediately got a response from a 45-year-old woman named Tyra. They asked Tyra all the typical questions teen girls would ask about boys in their grade and other friends. They really weren’t taking it very seriously, however, never considering that something paranormal might be going on. In fact, they suspected that one of the girls was purposely directing the board to its answers. As they were arguing over who was secretly pushing the pointer, Nora suddenly shouted with excitement. “She asked us if we felt an area of coldness around the triangle,” says Zoe. “We all put our hands near it and found that the area was freezing! We knew that it was something paranormal as our hands brushed against the pocket of cold, so we stopped arguing and continued asking Tyra questions.”

Getting bored with the routine questions, one of the girls got more daring and asked if Tyra could possibly show herself. They waited for a minute... but nothing happened. Becoming impatient, Kelly shouted out that Tyra should steal Brianna's phone. It was just a joke and they were all laughing -- until Brianna discovered that her cell phone was missing. Instantly, the laughter turned to chaos as the group of five screaming girls ran around the room looking for Brianna's phone. “Some of us sat back down and asked Tyra where the phone was a couple times,” says Zoe. “Each time she replied that the phone was with her. We were getting seriously freaked out, so Maddie tried calling Brianna's phone. What happened next changed me into a firm believer of the paranormal. Maddie dropped her own phone, screaming that when she had tried to call Brianna's phone, the line had been busy, meaning that someone was using Brianna's phone to call someone. As Maddie and Nora bawled their eyes out, Brianna, Kelly and I asked Tyra where the phone was again. Tyra told us that she had put the phone in the bedroom across the hall, and that we should go get it before someone else finds it.”

Banding tightly together, the girls inched toward the closed door of the room. Suddenly it banged open on its own, causing more screams. Terrified, the girls huddled in a corner of the room until they finally got up the courage to go into the bedroom across the hall. “Maddie tried calling Brianna's phone again, and we heard a muffled ringtone,” Zoe remembers. “After looking for at least fifteen minutes, Kelly finally found Brianna's phone, sitting in a shoe underneath Nora's bed, freezing cold to the touch.”

THE ENTITY ZOZO

In this last story, Darren seems to confirm the warnings that many have given about the Ouija board. In particular, he warns about this thing that calls itself Zozo. Several other readers have reported contacting this entity also.

Darren read these stories, too. I took after this spirit told me to take a picture of it,” he says. “The spirit said it resided in a skull necklace, which is being held above the board. After taking this picture many strange events took place.

“The spirit said it was going to possess my girlfriend. She became deathly ill and violent. My daughter almost drowned in a bathtub the same day. She also came down with a horrible disease that required 16 days in the hospital, to which she was quarantined. The house became haunted, stuff flying around the kitchen, and we could hear ‘conversations’ emanating from within the house.

“I was shocked to read about other people who also had strange occurrences with this same spirit. This puzzles me greatly... why so many people claim the same name... who have no connection other than this evil named spirit coming to them via a Ouija board. I am convinced that this Zozo is a dangerous demon who wishes to cause destruction. It also seems that in Greek mythology there is a demon by the same name who is known as ‘The Destroyer.’ Don't believe me – look it up for yourself. Please help me to warn people that if this name comes to them, whether by dreams or through Ouija contact, be very careful. Don't go through what others and myself have had to go through. It is real... and it is harmful.”

SUMMONING HITLER

Before Ouija boards were sold in toy stores, people used to make their own “talking board” for their séances. This is what Denise’s mother did a number of years ago, Denise tells us. The setting is a small town in Germany called Tittmoning , which lies near the Austrian border. It’s an old town with a dark history. It suffered the plague twice and was virtually burned to the ground on three occasions in its past. Still, it features a castle, old buildings and, of course, cemeteries. Important to this story, too, is the fact that Adolf Hitler was born in Austria, then ruled Germany, much to the world’s dismay.

The story begins on a chilly summer evening in 1985 when Denise’s mother, then a 13-year-old girl, and her friend decided to have a little fun together while their parents were gone. They took a blank sheet of paper and a black marker, and started to neatly write on it the numbers 1 through 9 and 0. Below them they wrote the alphabet, drew a sun and a star, and finished it off by adding "Good Bye" to the right and "Hello" to the left. They set a little wooden desk and two chairs in the middle of the room and placed the paper on the table. They lit six candles around the room, then placed an inverted drinking glass on the table. They switched off the lights off and sat at the table. The two girls moved the glass to "Hello" and lightly pressed one finger each atop the glass.

One of the girls addressed their homemade Ouija board. "Hello? Is anybody there?" she asked. After a moment of silence, the glass slowly started to move toward the letters and spelled out YES. As the evening slowly turned into night, the girls had asked the spirit a variety of questions. They were enjoying this activity until one girl suggested, "Let's ask him his name!" They asked. Two seconds later, their talking board pointed out the letters L-H-E-I-T-R-D-O-F-L-A. At first the girls were puzzled, but then realized the letters were out of order. It was an anagram.

“Are you Adolf Hitler?” they asked. Silence for nearly two minutes. Then suddenly the glass shot across the room and shattered against the wall into millions of pieces. The girls went screaming out of the room and refused to go back in. The next day, strange things began to happen in the house: footsteps, a weird laughing sound... one of the girls even swore she saw Hitler's face in a corner, grinning at her.

Eventually, they were forced to return to the room to clean up the glass. As they entered the room, they found their self-made Ouija board ripped into pieces on the table. The girls picked up the shredded paper and buried it in their backyard. They have never touched another Ouija board – homemade or store bought – to this day.

OUIJA PHONE CALL

Many people firmly believe that spirits and other entities can communicate with them through the Ouija. But can that communication carry over to other devices as well?

Consider Jessica’s experience, who decided to play with the Ouija with a few of her friends in Cottonwood Heights, Utah. They were all at Becka’s house, which everyone thought was incredibly creepy and undoubtedly haunted; in other words, the perfect setting for their séance. Jessica, Becka and Diane set up the living room for the experiment with lit candles. Jessica and Diane sat on their knees on either side of a piano bench which held the Ouija board and placed their fingers on the planchette. Becka refused to touch the board and instead took the role of “scribe”.

“Please take note that we had all turned our cell phones off so that they would not disrupt the atmosphere,” Jessica says. After speaking to a young girl named Wisty and a man who would not give his name, but instead kept attempting to move the planchette through the alphabet, the girls decided to stop. “Suddenly, my cell phone started to ring,” Jessica says. “Being a teenager then, I used to have my ringtones all set as song clips. This time however, the phone rang its original tinny tune.”

Stunned, Jessica glanced fearfully at her friends. She slowly picked up her phone from the table and looked at the display to see who might be calling. “The phone number listed was not in normal format,” Jessica insists, “but it was something like this ************, without hyphens or parentheses as would be the norm.” Shaking, she answered and said, "Hello?" On the other end, a man began to speak incomprehensibly in a language she did not recognize and could never place. When Jessica told him she was going to hang up, the mysterious man got very quiet, then began to laugh. “That was assuredly the last time we used the board at her house.”

WHETHER YOU BELIEVE that the Ouija board is a dangerous object that can open portals to negative forces or that it merely reflects the many fears and desires that lie in our subconscious, the stories of people’s experiences with the board are fascinating. I suspect that many of the tales we hear, including the ones that follow, might be exaggerated or at least colored for effect, yet we’re willing to consider them since the authors have sworn that they are true.

THE OUIJA’S WARNING

“I used to live in a house in Pueblo, Colorado that I always thought was ‘peculiar’ because of the way I always felt in it,” says a reader who uses the name Aphrodite. She always felt like she was being watched, a feeling that intensified when she was alone. But she couldn’t quite identify the feeling. Was the watcher staring in anger or fascination? Soon the feeling turned into sounds.

One night her father had to go out to the store. To feel safe, Aphrodite locked every door in the house while she was upstairs. “The house is very big, so it creaks a lot, especially the stairs,” she says, “but as I was stepping into the shower, I heard the floorboards creak like someone was walking on them.” Aphrodite wrapped a towel tightly around her, counted to three and flung open the bathroom door to confront the intruder. There was no one there. She dismissed the sounds as her imagination and got in the shower. As she turned on the water, she heard the floorboards creak again. “Determined to find out the source, I left the shower running and with one huge thrust opened the door and, expecting to see someone, pushed forward so they'd fall down the stairs,” she says. Aphrodite grabbed only air.

Now thinking that the intruder might be a spirit, Aphrodite went to her room and fetched the Ouija board from under her bed and set it up on the floor. “I thought, if it was a ghost, it might want to communicate,” she says. Aphrodite lit five candles: red, green, yellow, blue and white. She set four of them at the corners of the board and placed the white one between her legs. “I gently put my hand on the board and called the spirit out. ‘If there's anyone here who wishes to communicate with me, please make your presence known.’” Something blew out the red candle and the Ouija’s pointer began to move. “The spirit told me he was a man age 32 who wanted to communicate with me,” she says. “He also said that he hated the way I lived and that’s why he watched me. I asked him if he was mad at me. He said yes. And the last message he relayed to me was: ‘GET OUT. WON’T BE SAFE LONGER.’ And with that the board was done.”

Aphrodite didn’t tell anyone of this experience, but she did try to convince her dad to move from that house. They didn’t even move when, during dinner one evening, they both heard the stairs creak, followed by an upstairs mirror crashing to the floor. They finally did move when Aphrodite’s dad got a new job. “Ever since then, I have wondered if the spirit is still there,” she says. “I still wonder if maybe I should have faced it or if it was a good thing we moved. I've talked to the recent owners of that house, and they say that their dog won't go into my old room and that the wife gets violently shoved when she is alone.

In September 1878, Mr. Daniel Teed and his wife, Olive Cox Teed, lived on Princess Street in Amherst. Their household included Mrs. Teed's niece, 19-year-old Esther Cox. Miss Cox soon became famous as part of "The Great Amherst Mystery."

Before the ghostly manifestations, Miss Cox had been the victim of an attempted rape in a secluded part of Amherst. Her attacker, Bob MacNeal, was a shoemaker with a terrible reputation that Miss Cox had not known about. She escaped the attack with minor injuries. The "mysteries" started soon after this event.

The hauntings began with small poltergeist phenomena: little fires, voices, and rapping noise. It soon escalated to include times when Miss Cox would seem to inflate like a balloon, even to her extremities, and then abruptly return to normal size. These events were witnessed by a large number of people.

The hauntings followed Miss Cox outside the house. Once, the knocking and rapping noises interrupted a Baptist Church service that Miss Cox attended. Although she sat towards the back of the church, it sounded as though someone was hammering on the front pew, making it impossible to hear the service. Miss Cox left the church in humiliation, and the noises stopped immediately.

Desperate to find the source of the problem, Miss Cox tried automatic writing and consulted spiritualists. The primary ghost claimed, in automatic writing, to be Miss Maggie Fisher. Miss Fisher had attended the same school as Miss Cox, but had died around 1867, before graduating. Miss Cox had not known Miss Fisher, but was aware that they'd been in school together.

Other ghosts came forward during this time, announcing themselves as: Bob Nickle, age 60, also a shoemaker like Bob MacNeal who'd attacked Miss Cox. Another was Mary Fisher, sister of Maggie Fisher. Other ghosts included Peter Teed, John Nickle, and Eliza MacNeal. The number of ghosts and "coincidences" among names and professions reduces the credibility of this part of the story.

Further, Bob MacNeal, Miss Cox's attacker, later claimed that he'd been haunted for years by the same Bob Nickle. The accounts sound as though Mr. MacNeal was trying to shift the blame for his violent acts, to the ghost.

Nevertheless, Miss Cox continued to be plagued with hauntings wherever she went.

Hoping to turn her misfortunes to her advantage, Miss Cox went on tour in June 1879, hoping to draw audiences to hear her story and make a living from the income. She was assisted in this by actor Walter Hubbell, who'd visited Amherst specifically to witness the now-famous ghostly manifestations.

However, the crowds were skeptical and easily angered. One evening in a theatre, a rival theatre-owner leaped to his feet and began heckling Miss Cox and Mr. Hubbell. The crowd joined in, and soon a riot broke out. This was Miss Cox's last time on stage, as her touring efforts were a clear failure.

The series of manifestations continued until one dramatic event changed everything:

Miss Cox went to work for Arthur Davison of Amherst. Mr. Davison was a skeptic, although he admitted to witnessing numerous poltergeist events at his home when Miss Cox was there. The worst was when the ghost(s) set fire to his barn and it burned to the ground.

Mr. Davison accused Miss Cox of arson, and she was convicted of the crime by an ambivalent court. Her sentence was four months in prison, but public support for the unfortunate woman led to her release after only one month.

After that, Miss Cox was troubled by minor poltergeist events, but nothing significant.

She later married Mr. Adams of Springdale, Nova Scotia. Her second husband was Mr. Shanahan of Brockton, MA.

Esther Cox Shanahan died in 1912.

In 1948, a disturbed teenager named Wanet McNeill was forced to live with her father after her parent's bitter divorce. The girl and her father moved to an uncle's farm, just west of Macomb. Wanet was very unhappy with the situation and her emotions were high. Soon those emotions took a most dangerous course. In the weeks that followed, Wanet managed to start fires all over her uncle's farm with nothing other than the power of her mind. She had no idea that she was causing the phenomena. The kinetic energy in her body caused an eruption of power that ignited combustible material all over the house.

The mysterious fires began on August 7 at the farm of Charles Willey. He resided outside of Macomb with his wife, his brother-in-law and Wanet’s father, Arthur McNeil, McNeil’s two children, Arthur Jr., age 8 and Wanet, 13. McNeil had recently divorced and had gotten custody of the children. His former wife was now living in Bloomington, Illinois, where Wanet desperately wanted to be.

The fires began as small brown spots that appeared on the wallpaper of the house. Seconds after they appeared, they would burst into flames. This began to happen day after day and neighbors came to help keep watch and to dowse the small fires with water. Pans and buckets were placed all over the house in preparation. Still, the fires materialized in front of the startled witnesses. Volunteers began standing by with hoses and buckets of water to put out the blazes. The fire chief from Macomb, Fred Wilson, was called in to investigate and he had the family strip all of the wallpaper from every wall in the house. Dozens of witnesses then watched as brown spots appeared on the bare plaster and then burst into flames. More small blazes even spread to the ceiling.

"The whole thing is so screwy and fantastic that I’m ashamed to talk about it," Wilson said. "Yet we have at least a dozen reputable witnesses that say they saw brown spots smolder suddenly on the walls and ceilings of the home and then burst into flames."

During the week of August 7, fires appeared on the front porch, ignited the curtains in every room, and even engulfed an entire bed. The National Fire Underwriters Laboratory investigated and reported that the wallpaper had been coated with flour paste (a flame retardant) and that no flammable compound, such as insect repellant, was present. They had no explanation for the fires they witnessed.

In addition to insurance investigators, the Illinois State Fire Marshal, John Burgard, also visited the farm. "Nobody has ever seen anything like this," he announced to the press, "but I saw it with my own eyes".

That week, over two hundred fires broke out and on August 14 finally consumed the entire house. Willey drove posts into the ground and made a shelter for he and his wife while McNeil moved his children into the garage. The next day, the barn went up in flames, followed by the milk house (being used as a dining room) on Tuesday. On Thursday, two fires were discovered in the chicken house and that same afternoon, the farm’s second barn burned down in less than an hour. A company that sold fire extinguishers was on hand with equipment, but it did little good. An employee of the company stated that "it was the most intense heat that I’ve ever felt."

The family escaped to a nearby vacant house but the fires continued. The United States Air Force even got involved in the mystery. They suggested that the fires could be caused by some sort of directed radiation (presumably from the Russians!) but could offer no further assistance.

By this time, the farm was swarming with spectators, investigators, and reporters. Over one thousand people came to the farm on August 22! Theorists and curiosity-seekers posed their own theories and explanations. They ran the gamut from fly spray to radio waves, underground gas pockets, flying saucers and more. The authorities had a more down-to- earth explanation in mind. They suspected arson. They realized that they could not solve the riddle as to how fires could appear before the eyes of reliable witnesses, but things were getting out of hand on the Willey farm. An explanation needed to be discovered, and quickly!

On August 30, the mystery was announced solved. The arsonist, according to officials, was Wanet. They claimed that she was starting the fires with kitchen matches when no one was looking, ignoring the witness reports of fires that sprang up from nowhere, including on the ceiling. Apparently, this slight thirteen-year-old girl possessed some pretty amazing skills, along with a seemingly endless supply of matches!

Fire Marshal Burgard and a State’s Attorney named Keith Scott had taken Wanet aside for an hour’s worth of "intense questioning". After that, she had allegedly confessed. She stated that she was unhappy, didn’t like the farm, wanted to see her mother and most telling, that she didn’t have pretty clothes. The mystery was solved! This was in spite of the fact that witnesses to the fires had seen them appear on walls, floors and even on ceilings, all when Wanet was not even in the room.

This explanation pleased the authorities but not all of the reporters who were present seemed convinced. The hundreds of paranormal investigators who have examined the case over the years have not been reassured either. One columnist from a Peoria newspaper, who had covered the case from the beginning, stated quite frankly that he did not believe the so-called "confession". Neither did noted researcher Vincent Gaddis, who wrote about the case in his landmark book "Mysterious Fires and Lights". He was convinced the case was a perfect example of poltergeist phenomena.

What really happened on the Willey Farm? We will probably never know because the story just went away after that. Wanet was turned over to her grandmother. The insurance company paid Willey for the damage done to his home and farm. The reporters all had closure for their stories and the general public was given a solution that could not have possibly been the truth. But that’s often the case, isn’t it?

The Smurl Haunting was an alleged demonic possession in the United States, on which the film The Haunted was based.
The claimed incidents began in 1974 and lasted until 1989 in the home of Jack and Janet Smurl in West Pittston, Pennsylvania. Whether the haunting was genuine or an elaborate hoax is debated.
The Smurl house was split. Jack and Janet lived in one half of the abode while Jack's parents, John and Mary, lived in the other half of the semi-detached house.
According to the Smurls, the first signs of paranormal activity began in 1974. They reported that a television set burst into flames, and a stain appeared on a carpet overnight. Water pipes began to leak even though they were repeatedly resoldered by a plumber, and scratches resembling those from a large cat appeared on paintwork and bathroom fittings.
By 1977, the reported events were escalating. Toilets flushed without human intervention, footsteps were heard on the stairs, chest drawers opened and closed unaided, radios worked when they were not plugged in, rocking chairs rocked while empty, and a sour smell filled the house.
In 1985, John and Mary claimed to hear loud, obscene language, and Jack and Janet's house became often extremely cold.
Two days after this, an icy cold swept the house and a strange black human shape allegedly materialised in the kitchen in front of Janet. It was about five feet nine inches tall, and with no facial features. It later appeared to Mary Smurl in her kitchen.
The violence and frequency of the events continued to escalate.
In 1986, the family brought in a controversial pair of demonologists, Ed and Lorraine Warren, who announced the house was haunted by three minor spirits and a powerful, evil demon. They tried to persuade the demon to leave by playing holy music and praying. The alleged demon reacted by shaking mirrors, dressers and drawers.
Jack alleges he was raped one night by a scale-covered succubus with a young girl's body and an old woman's head. Janet also claimed she was sexually assaulted by a shadowy humanoid figure (described as an incubus), and that pig noises were heard from the wall cavities. The attack on Janet and the shadowy apparition are similar to the description of the attacks on Carla Moran that were portrayed in the movie, "The Entity".
The Smurls brought in Father Robert McKenna. He conducted two exorcisms in Latin and more than fifty Catholic Masses, which allegedly infuriated the demon further. The demon was said to follow them on a vacation to the Poconos and harass Jack at work.
It was at this point the Smurls appeared on television on a Philadelphia talk show called The People are Talking hosted by Richard Bey. The demon allegedly reacted by raping Jack again, and appearing to him as a half-man, half-pig. Janet was throttled and thrown about by invisible forces.
One obvious question that skeptics always ask is why the couple did not move out of their house if the attacks were so violent and distressing. The Smurl's response being that the demon could apparently follow them anywhere; having shown this to them when they abandoned the house for a week only to be intensly harassed at the campground where they were staying.

The angels speak to us through repetitive number sequences, which you see on license plates, phone numbers, receipts, and more. If you are seeing 999 everywhere, you are amongst an elite few, as this is one of the more rare Angel Number sequences.