On January 24, 2008 I received an e-mail from Daniel about an interesting ouija board experience:


My name is Daniel. I'm 25 and I live in Colorado.

This is a very long story, but you should find it very interesting. I hope someone reads it since I need some help.

About 3 years ago my stepmother bought a Ouija board.

We played for weeks, and we got addicted to it since we were making contact successfully every day. We made contact daily with a spirit named "MET." According to the board, it was a woman. She said that she had died somewhere around 1950.

Well, the thing is that she seemed like a good spirit and would always give useful and accurate information. She never got mad or anything like that, and we could ask her anything we wanted to.

We asked questions about where she was, about God, about the Devil, about Heaven and Hell, and about the dead.

A stupid thing to do, of course. However we didn't have any knowledge whatsoever at the time. Now I wouldn't ask those kind of questions.

The thing is that we even had a word. Like a code. The reason for that was that she would always tell us that we had to be careful, that there were some malevolent spirits where she was and she wouldn't want them into our conversations or trying to interfere. So she recommended for us to do that with her. I started to make suggestions, stupid ones actually, like my dog's name or some girl's name that I liked at the time. Well, she said that they were too simple and that we should use something different and hard to guess by anyone. So she said "VULNAX", which according to her means "Eternal Friendship."

So we kept talking to her everyday, until one day. We were talking, but I noticed some weird attitude from her...like hostility, and she was being very rude. So I asked if it was really Met. And it said yes, of course.

I said, ok, what's the secret word?? And it said oh it's me, don't doubt me, what do you need that stupid word for? Well, I was like MET ARE YOU THERE? Please come back. And the that's when the freaky stuff actually happened. It said shut up you fuck. Getron is here now. Well, we started talking to it but it was rude and very tricky. So we started asking questions about our family and it would insult everyone and had negative answers towards anything we asked. So I got tired of it and asked him to stop. I asked him why he was so rude, and why he was trying to scare us so much. It said I have to it's my job.And I said your job? What do you mean your job? It said it's my job as a Demon and it laughed.

Well, that scared the shit out of us! So my stepbrother started asking me to please put the Ouija board away, but I didn't want to do it. I wanted to keep playing, being the stupid idiot that I was back then.

So he agreed, and I made another mistake. I asked that if it was really a Demon then I wanted to see him. And he told me that I didn't know what I was asking for and that I was playing with fire. So I said you see, you're even warning me and that must mean that you're not so bad. Then it said oh I'm bad. Trust me.

And I said then do something! Show yourself! I screamed all of that. And it said ok. When it's time I will show myself. Then I said why not now?

And it said because I want to scare the shit out of you, you ignorant little fuck. Well, nothing happenned for about 15 minutes.Then all of a sudden, I swear to God, the lights went on and off by themselves in the room, the radio was not connected and it started working by itself and so did the TV, the computer went crazy and it started doing some weird static like noises and showing some weird images on the screen where it looked like everything was melting, and then the dog went insane and we heard banging on the windows.

So after that we were obviously on the verge of a panic attack. We decided to ask for the session to be over. But it kept saying no. And I asked him please, we are scared and we want to stop. It said, oh so you are scared now? I thought you wanted us to show ourselves. And I said what do you mean us? I thought it was only one of you. And it said oh no. There are 3 of us in here.

All of a sudden, and out of nowhere, the planchette flew out of the board. I almost shit my pants when that happened, and my stepbrother started crying like a little girl, I swear. We felt so cold and it felt like it was the north pole in there...and we were in Puerto Rico at the time. Which for those who don't know, it's an island in the Caribbean which is US territory and it's hot as hell in that place. So yeah, we got panicked when it got cold. It made no sense to us. Well, I got up and grabbed the planchette and asked for it to say goodbye and once more it said NO. And it said what's wrong, this is MET. And I said, MET what happened? And it said I'm sorry, but some evil sprits heard us and took over your board. She said I'm sorry, but there was nothing I could do, they were too strong. So anyways, we asked what do we do now? And it said THANK YOU. And I asked what? She said thank you, I'm free now and you did it. Thank you. I said but I can't see you. She said don't you feel me? Feel my presence? I said no, I don't feel a thing. Well, it finally said I'm sorry Daniel, but if I were you I would start praying right now. And I asked why? And she said because 3 evil sprits escaped with me as well. And they'll torment you until the end of your days if you don't do it. Then it said my complete name and said start praying. So I said this is bullshit, I don't see anything. It said you will. In your dreams. Forever. Goodbye.

Well, that was it. The funny thing about this is that my life since that day has turned to shit. I'm not happy at all and I have really bad luck. Only somtimes it's ok, but most of the time I don't feel happy and I have these terrible dreams at least once every six months where I'm being possessed and sometimes followed by 2 or 3 demons. When I wake up, I feel steps getting out of my room and I feel cold and lonely as hell. You have no idea of how horrible these dreams are. I wake up crying and very sacred when this happens. I can't even breathe right. To me they are real. They are not dreams. I think it's just the way that they torment me.

Any help or recommendations would be appreciated. I swear this is real. I wouldn't have written all this shit for some fake story.

What should I do? Also, if anyone has any knowledge about the word VULNAX or MET, please let me know.


If you have any advice or comments for Daniel, please send me an e-mail and I'll forward them on to him.

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