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Dangerous Ouija Board

This happened to my sister when I was younger and even though I don’t really believe Ouija boards in general are dangerous (since they’re literally toys marketed by Hasbro), I still have no idea how to explain how this happened or what was actually going on.

When my sister was about 15 or 16 years she went through a “witch phase”—she was really into witchcraft books and she had an altar and candles and ointments and all that stuff. One night, she and her friend were used a Ouija board.

Later that night, when everyone was asleep, she woke up screaming. We all went into her room and she was in her bed covered up from her neck down, crying. When my mom and dad finally got her to show her what was wrong, she showed us a big, red welt/burn on her leg—it was shaped like a key hole and had three or four dots around it and it was still hot, as if it had just happened. We had no idea what or why the burn was there-my parents checked her bed for something that could have burned her and there was nothing.

Eventually, I guess through a series of further weird events or my sister just telling them, it was decided that the Ouija board was to blame, that my sister had done something wrong when using it. And this is what still freaks me out even now as an adult—that my parents, especially my dad, actually believed it was the board. My dad is a pretty no nonsense guy and always thought my sister was lying so it must have been pretty convincing for him to believe this.

Eventually my parents took the board outside and burned it. We stood there watching it burn for awhile and something even more unsettling happened—even though the rest of the board lay black and smoldering, the “NO” refused to burn. This whole ordeal freaked my sister out so much that she packed up all her witchcraft books and candles and never performed anymore spells. 

Years later, my sister was telling the story to a co-worker at hers—the woman was really religious and when my sister mentioned the shape of the mark, the woman got really scared and said that that keyhole shaped mark is a Satanic symbol. I have no idea if this is true or not—I haven’t been able to find any verification about it. But nevertheless, it freaked my sister out a lot—she still gets really scared whenever there are Ouija boards around. 

I’ve never been able to figure out what actually went on that night and it still creeps me out to this day.

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The Devil Walks in Smeltertown

This story was passed down from my Grandma to my father who told it to me.  I asked her about the story once at a family gathering, the night she crossed paths with the Devil.  It was in a town that no longer exists called Smeltertown.  It used to be on the El Paso, Texas and Juarez, Mexico border, it was very small and the smelting industry was the town’s lifeline. 

My Grandma, her friend, and their two dates were going to a party in Smeltertown against their parent’s admonishments that the Devil was out that night.  This was during the 1940’s, and coming from a very catholic Mexican family, the warning was serious and made in total belief.  I don’t know how the community came to know of “The Devil” in Smeltertown, but from what I understand there were numerous strange incidents and disappearances reported so it came to be that Smeltertown was to be avoided, especially during the night. 

They were on their way to the party and approaching a small graveyard (I know, I know) to the left of the road.  They saw a man walk out from the cemetery gates and begin to walk in their direction.  They uneasily joked that the man was really The Devil but stopped laughing as they noticed he was walking very fast and straight at them.  When they were yards apart he slowed down as they slowed down, they tried to walk past him to the right just as he made a move to the right, then they tried to move to the left just as he moved to the left (The same kind of thing everyone has done when almost bumping into a stranger). 

He smirked, gave a short chuckle, and walked around them.  She said that he was dressed all in black and that his shoes made a clomping sound-like hooves.  They went to the party and relaxed, remarking about the strange incident.  When they were returning to their homes they followed the same route past the small graveyard, this time keeping an eye out for the man.  As they were walking past the cemetery they suddenly heard loud steps approaching from behind them, the same clomping tread, but when they turned around there was nobody there. 

They turned back to face their path and found themselves facing a very large pig.  She said there was something terrible about the animal, the way that it stared at them and was stone still.  They took a step to the right and the pig aggressively moved to the right to block their path, they tried for the left and the same thing.  The pig refused to let them pass.  They all began to feel very afraid, it was very late at night, dark, and the only thing left to do was to run.  My Grandmother said she started to pray and the moment she did the pig stepped aside, snorting and heaving, and let them pass.  She swears that it happened and that she believed she had met the Devil.”

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Back in the 1900s, Summerwind was called Lamont Mansion and a man called Robert Lamont lived there with his wife. When Mr Lamont moved into the house, the maids he employed told him that it was haunted. But he was a stubborn man and refused to believe in ghosts and the supernatural. However, something was about to convince him.

One evening, as he and his wife were eating dessert in the kitchen, the door to the basement began to rattle and nearly shook off its hinges. Suddenly, the door burst open and the ghostly form of a man was standing there.

Mr Lamont took one look at the ghost, and pulled out a pistol. The ghost swung the door shut and Lamont fired two shots in its direction, before fleeing the residence with his wife. The Lamonts abandoned the property that night and never returned.

After remaining vacant for some time, the haunted house became the residence of Arnold and Ginger Hinshaw and their six children, who moved into Summerwind during the early 1970s.

From the moment they set foot in Summerwind, the Hinshaws and their children started to see vague shapes and shadows flickering down the hallways. They also claimed to hear the haunting sounds of muffled voices in the darkened, empty rooms. When they would walk inside, the noise would suddenly stop.

Summerwind’s windows and doors would often open and close on their own. Eventually, Arnold had to resort to nailing all the windows shut. On one occasion, Arnold was just about to get into his car to drive to work when the vehicle suddenly burst into flames.

Most alarming of all was the ghostly shape of a black-haired woman that was often seen floating back and forth behind the French doors that led off from the dining room.

During renovations on the house, Arnold Hinshaw removed a drawer from a fitted closet and discovered a hidden recess behind it. Shining a flashlight into the recess, he could see what appeared to be the skeletal remains of an animal.

The hole was too small for him to fit through, so when his children came home from school, he convinced his daughter Mary to crawl into the recess to see what was lurking inside. Poor Mary squeezed through the narrow opening and then, all of a sudden, started to scream in horror. She discovered that the remains were not those of an animal. It was actually a human skull with strands of dirty black hair still attached to it. The grisly remains also contained an arm and a portion of a leg.

Shortly after the horrifying discovery in the hidden compartment, things started to take a turn for the worse at Summerwind. Arnold slowly began to lose his mind, staying up all night long, playing haunting organ music. His wife, Ginger, pleaded with him to stop but Arnold claimed the demons in his head demanded that he play. He often crashed the keys on the organ until dawn, frightening his wife and children so badly that they often huddled together in one bedroom, crying and cowering in fear.

Within six months of moving into Summerwind, Arnold suffered a complete breakdown and Ginger attempted suicide. Arnold was sent to a mental hospital and his wife took the children and went to live with her parents in Wisconsin. The mansion, once again, was left unoccupied.

But not for long. Ginger’s parents, Henry and Marie Bober, decided to buy Summerwind house and planned to turn it into a restaurant. Ginger begged them not to buy the disturbing old place, but they refused to listen.

When Henry Bober attempted to renovate the house, he suffered countless problems. Every time they tried to measure the rooms, the dimensions changed drastically. It seemed as if Summerwind was gradually changing shape. After hearing strange voices and seeing ghostly apparitions, builders refused to work on the property.

One day Mr Bober was in the house on his own when he heard gunshots coming from the kitchen. He rushed downstairs and threw open the kitchen door but it was empty. He smelled gunpowder in the air but the only bullet holes he could find were the ones in the basement door, lodged there years before.

Mr Bober was forced to abandon his plans to convert Summerwind into a restaurant and instead sold the building. In 1988 Summerwind was struck by lightning several times, resulting in a fire that destroyed much of the old mansion. Today, only the house’s chimney stacks, foundations, and stone steps remain. The evil lurking in Summerwind Mansion had finally succeeded in destroying itself.