Fools idol
Banned
when I was in my teens my uncle and cousin found an old 1920's labelled metal tin in one of the caravans on my grandfathers scrap yard. The owner of an old mustang on the lot had passed away years prior and his wife left all his stuff including the caravan and his rusted ass mustang to the scrap yard for pennies on the dollar including all contents. Nothing of value was in there except a bunch of scrap metal and some old WW2 junk he had kept and obviously forgot to tell his wife.
It was a box with cigars, french porn cards, and some german soldier trinkets and... a Ouija board.
Now, I will be the first to say I do not believe in this shit however, well... I was only 12 or 13 I think at the time, but remember this story clear as day. They set up this board on the back of an old Mustang bonnet and at first, nothing happened. They started by asking it dumb shit like what happened to the german soldiers whos stuff was in the box etc, absolutely nothing happened.
They put it back in the box and forgot about it for months. One really bad storm hit that year and I was really sick with the flu and I stayed over at my grandpas house. My uncle was also there drinking with my two brothers who were both in there late teens at this point, me being the youngest. Grandpa pulled out that old tin again and told my brother that he wanted him to take this to the pawn shop the next day and split the money for it all between me and them, so we agreed. As kids do, we decided to give it one more shot before we took it into the store. The three of us sat around in my grandpa's attic and used an upturned whiskey glass to the board. Bare in mind that the only person in that house who knew my grandfather had used this board before was me and my uncle who was passed out drunk downstairs, oblivious to us trying it again. My brothers didnt know what to do so I just explained to them that I think you have to put your hands on the glass and ask it questions etc. They were all laughing and joking until my eldest brother asked 'what happened to the owner of the board'.
Well.. as I was about to say to my brother Tim (oldest) something about it, I could sense a very uneasy feeling between us 3 young boys. I felt an intensely strong sense of de ja vu for a few seconds, and then, I felt an incredibly strong push on the glass under my fingers. It moved so fast that it made my knuckles 'pop' (like when you crack your own fingers)
my immediate response was just a WTF moment. For the next few seconds I was convinced my brother was moving it but when I looked at his face he was so scared and with that, he threw up down his shirt. The board spelled out M U S T and we all immediately took our fingers off and just stared at each other. It was over as quick as it began, but I will never ever forget that weird feeling I had in the room. I think about this day every time I get that sense of de ja vu. I have no doubt in my mind that it was going to spell out Mustang, the car that it was found in, if that makes any sense as hilariously bullshit as it sounds.
I only found out recently that, indeed, the owner of the vehicle in question died in a traffic accident in that car. It was more likely that some how one of my brothers learned about our first attempt I thought, and was fucking with us.... but I have to this day no explanation for it. None of them have ever fucked with stuff like this since and myself either. Whatever went down, went down. I asked my brother about the story at christmas one year not too long ago and he couldn't remember even doing the board really as he was so drunk, however my younger brother who like me was not drinking at all who threw up all over himself remembers it clear as day just like me and he too remembers a strong sense of deja vu so it's weird as fuck for us to talk about.
It was a box with cigars, french porn cards, and some german soldier trinkets and... a Ouija board.
Now, I will be the first to say I do not believe in this shit however, well... I was only 12 or 13 I think at the time, but remember this story clear as day. They set up this board on the back of an old Mustang bonnet and at first, nothing happened. They started by asking it dumb shit like what happened to the german soldiers whos stuff was in the box etc, absolutely nothing happened.
They put it back in the box and forgot about it for months. One really bad storm hit that year and I was really sick with the flu and I stayed over at my grandpas house. My uncle was also there drinking with my two brothers who were both in there late teens at this point, me being the youngest. Grandpa pulled out that old tin again and told my brother that he wanted him to take this to the pawn shop the next day and split the money for it all between me and them, so we agreed. As kids do, we decided to give it one more shot before we took it into the store. The three of us sat around in my grandpa's attic and used an upturned whiskey glass to the board. Bare in mind that the only person in that house who knew my grandfather had used this board before was me and my uncle who was passed out drunk downstairs, oblivious to us trying it again. My brothers didnt know what to do so I just explained to them that I think you have to put your hands on the glass and ask it questions etc. They were all laughing and joking until my eldest brother asked 'what happened to the owner of the board'.
Well.. as I was about to say to my brother Tim (oldest) something about it, I could sense a very uneasy feeling between us 3 young boys. I felt an intensely strong sense of de ja vu for a few seconds, and then, I felt an incredibly strong push on the glass under my fingers. It moved so fast that it made my knuckles 'pop' (like when you crack your own fingers)
my immediate response was just a WTF moment. For the next few seconds I was convinced my brother was moving it but when I looked at his face he was so scared and with that, he threw up down his shirt. The board spelled out M U S T and we all immediately took our fingers off and just stared at each other. It was over as quick as it began, but I will never ever forget that weird feeling I had in the room. I think about this day every time I get that sense of de ja vu. I have no doubt in my mind that it was going to spell out Mustang, the car that it was found in, if that makes any sense as hilariously bullshit as it sounds.
I only found out recently that, indeed, the owner of the vehicle in question died in a traffic accident in that car. It was more likely that some how one of my brothers learned about our first attempt I thought, and was fucking with us.... but I have to this day no explanation for it. None of them have ever fucked with stuff like this since and myself either. Whatever went down, went down. I asked my brother about the story at christmas one year not too long ago and he couldn't remember even doing the board really as he was so drunk, however my younger brother who like me was not drinking at all who threw up all over himself remembers it clear as day just like me and he too remembers a strong sense of deja vu so it's weird as fuck for us to talk about.
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