Kay Still Lives In The Family House Where She Grew Up . . .
The charming, three-story Colonial dwelling, nestled in a historic district, exudes an undeniable allure. Erected during the early 1900s, this remarkable structure served as the residence and workplace of a revered local physician for four decades, spanning from the 1920s to the 1960s. An intriguing relic lies on the second floor, a bedroom adorned with a sink on its wall, where the doctor dutifully tended to gravely ill patients. Over the years, this house has become a witness to various passings, encompassing the doctor himself and the beloved Grandfather of Kay.
Kay has been acquainted with her childhood friend Lula since they were five years old. Lula resided just three houses away from Kay and her girlfriend, Alicia, during the events of this particular story.
Heather, Lula’s devoted wife, delved into the captivating realm of “white witchcraft.” Her unwavering passion for this unconventional practice often intertwined with enigmatic occurrences, leaving an aura of fascination in her wake.
One example is that Kay’s front doorbell, which had not even been working or even connected to wiring for years, would sometimes ring and ten or fifteen minutes later Heather would knock on the front door for a visit.
They came to visit Kay and Alicia one evening with their teenage son, Jay, and his girlfriend Madison. He brought a Ouija board with them, hoping they’d be interested in doing a session.
Everyone took part except Kay, who thought it was silly. The lamps were turned off and candles were lit. Kay read by the candlelight as they did their Ouija thing. She could hear the questions being asked of the board and they seemed to believe they had made contact with something after several minutes.
Heather asked whatever they seemed to have contacted, “Do you know Lula?” The planchette slowly moved to no. The “Do you know so-and-so” questions went around the circle, each time with the planchette slowly moving to no until Heather asked, “Do you know Kay?” The planchette quickly slid to yes. Kay was amused, but she still wasn’t going to play the ridiculous Ouija game. Then Heather asked, “What is your name”? She heard them saying the letters O-Y-A-M-A, three times in fairly rapid succession.
At this point, Heather said “Let’s put it up, it’s just spelling nonsense. Kay suddenly had a memory rush into her mind and said “Wait, did it just spell Oyama?” Everyone answered yes. Kay explained that her great-grandfather’s name was Oyama he was a Creek Indian. No one, not even Kay’s girlfriend, could possibly have known she had an ancestor named Oyama since she hadn’t thought of that name in many years and had forgotten it. Kay had certainly not mentioned it to anyone at any time, even years ago.
Odd, since Kay wasn’t even playing, and that is such an unusual name that it would be impossible to guess. She dug up some family records with her tribal role numbers and ancestry on them and showed everyone present. There was no way any of them could have known. If that was a random coincidence, which Kay believes it to be, it’s certainly a strange one.
I don’t think it was a coincidence — I don’t think Heather did any research prior to the Ouija session and discovered Kay’s ancestry. I think or would like to believe it was her great-grandfather . . . but I am reminded of how Ouija using entities tell you what you want to hear and then sucker you into relying on them and pretty much losing yourself in a worst-case situation.
It’s interesting how we are always warned about using Ouija Boards — And here I am relaying Ouija Board stories.
They are popular and I’m drawn to them — not to Ouija myself, but to hear of the experiences of others. This one wasn’t so bad — there could have been a true connection with a past loved one. We can hope there is some good that can come from Ouija . . .
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Sharon
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