I was 12 years old when I met Adam. We were in a small town in Ohio at my best friend's farm house. Her mother worked and her father was in jail, so to entertain ourselves one afternoon, we took out the ouija board. The first spirit we talked to was peter. He was on the board for less than five minutes when he said that his brother was there, and that he wanted to talk. The planachette stopped moving for a full minute. I was about ready to take my hands off(I thought she had been moving it anyway) when it began to move. We asked his name, and he spelled out A-D-A-M. Over the next hour, his life story unfolded. He committed suicide when he was around 18 years old. His older brother had been killed in a car wreck about a year before he lost his fiancee to cancer. Her death was too much for him, and he said he shot himself in the head at her grave. I stayed up all night that night pondering Adam's story. To try and determine whether or not Rachel (my best friend) was moving it or not, I had taken my hands off the planachette with no notice several times. Sometimes her fingers had been pushing on it so hard that it would flip over and fly twords her. She started doing the same thing to me with the same results. I wondered if he was real. The next day we played with the board again, asking those silly questions people always ask. Will I have children? How many? and so on. Then he started asking us questions. His first one to me was do you want your necklace back? The necklace in question was a chain with the birthstone ring that my father had given me on it. I had lost it almost a week ago. We had searched the house from top to bottom, and even looked outside to no avail. He told me if I wanted it back to go shake the pink blanket on couch. I had slept for almost seven days with the same blanket, folding up every morning so it was out of everyone's way. I picked up the blanket, shook it out, and out flew my necklace. I never doubted him after that. That night, and many there after, when everyone went to bed, I played with the board by myself. NEVER PLAY WITH A BOARD ALONE. IT MAKES YOU VULNERABLE!!!!! Nothing strange started to happen to me until I went home after the summer. I had wondered how we were going to talk after I left rachel's since I didnt have a board. He said we didnt need one now, but I never took the comment seriously. I was in the shower one morning when I heard someone calling my name. I could have sworn I was alone in the house, so I just ignored it. It kept getting louder and louder so I stepped out of the shower, and into the hall. Then I heard "Desiree, can you hear me, it's me, Adam" I sunk down unto the floor and put my hands over my ears. "You cant block me out by putting your hands to your ears, I'm talking to you inside your head. Telepathically." While I was lying on the floor wrapped in a towel and dripping wet, he proceeded to explain to me that the whole time I had been using the board alone, he had been "Preparing me" to talk with him like this. He said I had so much psychic potential (which I already knew, but was afraid of) that I was perfect for him. I asked him how he made the planachette on the board move, and he said that he sat on one persons lap, and put his hands through their's. I thought I was going insane. I heard him talking to me all of the time. At first I ignored him. After awhile though, I began to talk back. At first out loud, then in my head. All I could think was, I must be really messed up. I am having conversations with myself in my head. I thought I had multiple personality disorder or something. For six years I thought I was crazy. The only person I told about Adam was Rachel, and she belived me. Once, at a sleep over in high school, I channeled him for everyone who was there to see. It was the first time I let him use my body, and it quickly became a regular thing. He would take over my body while I slept. I would wake up at four in the morning in the living room watching tv when I know I had went to sleep at 10pm in bed upstairs. I would fall asleep in math around noon and wake up in spanish around 2pm. I found that Adam and I could control a ouija board when we were in a room with one. Someone would ask a question, and I would tell him to say "you are in love with Brian" And sure enought he spelled it out. I found myself gaining weight, because I was eating two more times a day than I needed to, because I wouldnt realize he had already eaten. Six years passed, and I still thought I was crazy. I had moved in withe a girl from work, and she asked me if I wanted my tarot cards read. I said sure, that sounded like fun.Rachel went with me. When I walked in, the guy who was supposed to read my cards kept looking at me funny. He told me to pick up the cards and shuffle them. As soon as he laid them out, he asked me "So, tell me about your spirit, your Adam spirit." I burst into tears. I had never mentioned his name out loud to anyone before. Adam told me that he was going to kill him for making me cry. Jeff said "ohmigod, he just threatened to kill me!" I got up and ran from the room. I cried for hours. I was so happy to find out that I wasnt crazy. Adam is like my guardian angle. He has helped me sharpen my intuiton and psychic ability. He is my closest friend and the only being I truly trust. But I do not in any way condone the use of ouija boards. Luckily I had a fairly good experience, but most people arent so lucky.
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