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Reply noell
siapakh ' kawan' yg mintak spot question tu ....
aha ...selalu je untuk spot q ...
ea208964 Post at 29-6-2010 10:36 
kawan skolah dedulu...depa buat kat library...masa tuh aku jadik pengawas perpustakaan...dah la librarty tuh kat hutan...sunyi lak tuh...hampeh tul...bila depa dah abih buat tingggal la aku sesorang kat libarary tuh dgn penuh keseraman |
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Reply 16# noell
Alhamdulillah.. .. |
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Reply 15# noell
Sebenarnya ada yg temankan Noell kat library lepas tu..(gurau jer..) |
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Reply noell
Alhamdulillah....
yenil95 Post at 29-6-2010 10:47
tuh pasai usaha hg siang malam sekali dgn doa tau...bukan pasai jin okay??? |
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Reply noell
Sebenarnya ada yg temankan Noell kat library lepas tu..(gurau jer..)
yenil95 Post at 29-6-2010 10:48
mmg library tuh anker skit...budak2 mana mau masuk library dedulu...mana ada komputer tenet segala...buku saja |
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uneks penah share kan psl kisah dia main ouija board ni kan? yang ada hantu berbulu tu..yang mende tu tak balik..then rasuk budak2 pompuan dlm bas ke ape..aku dah lupe daaa... |
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Reply noell
Ye noell..tu rezeki yenil..Allah bagi..
takde kena mengena dgn jin2 tu ...
yenil95 Post at 29-6-2010 10:53
anto frank hg speaking the london ka??? mesti hg score english A1 nih |
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Post Last Edit by ea208964 at 29-6-2010 11:27
Reply 24# yenil95
last2 yenil ..apa jadi dgn datuk frank tu ... hantar balik ..?
harituh ada tred psl histeria kat brunei ...tak silap sbb main ouija board ni jugak ... dah mende tu tak nak balik ..dorang cakap sape sruh panggil....
ter lalu byk versions cerita nye. tapi mostly ckp, psl ada la group of girls ni main spirit and letak brg mainan drg tu dlm almari kat dlm class. class tu plak located kat old building. soo.. kira kan mentera drg ni very strong la kan sampai panggil ramai2 gitu. even lam video tu.. benda yg rasuk kat budak perempuan tu ada mention.. dia dtg sebab di panggil...
http://eforum3.cari.com.my/viewthread.php?tid=484529 |
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ada satu citer, dlm oputih, dia claim kata kisah benar tp benar ke tak wallahualam laa kan. citer yg sgt best...
Inviting The Demon – A Ouija Board Story
I am 30 years old now, but I have a true story to tell back when I was 17, almost 15 years ago in Seattle.
It was raining heavy all day, darkly overcast and dark early which is typical for a Seattle September. I decided to call one of my friends who lived up north that I hadn’t seen in a while and catch up with him, so I gave him a quick call, grabbed my sleeping bag, some weed and my toothbrush, jumped into my rusted out old bomb of a car and headed two
hours north into the woods where his house was.
When I got there, Jake (my friend) who was 18 at the time, had people over, a few people that he knew, Amber, Crissy and Mike. Jake lived in a big house almost 15 miles from a small town on an island. He inherited the house from his late grandfather and his dad lived almost 200 miles away in eastern Washington, so it was just us.
Although the house had a fireplace and wood stove, it was always cold, probably because of the high ceilings, stone and timber floors and open spaces. We hung out in an old wine cellar/basement that Jake had converted into his guitar room and studio under the house, heated by a small blow heater, it was just enough to keep the basement bearable.
We smoked the weed I brought, and drank some red wine Mike managed to get from a guy he knew. We were all laughing and having a good time talking politics and music. Mike was telling us about a really cool band he heard one night in Pioneer Square by the University district that he thought was going to be big. (I won’t name the band, but as it turned out, they became huge.) The conversation turned to more esoteric material, Amber and Crissy were talking about the occult. Mike and Jake were talking sports.
I was getting sympathetic glances from Jacob when he realized I had nothing to say about either topic. He turned his conversation toward me, and asked if I wanted to play a game. “Sure” I said. Amber broke mid sentence and interrupted, “we have a game”.
Mike immediately piped up, “I’m not making out with you Amber, besides, we don’t have anymore alcohol.” Which I thought was a bit rude, because Amber was really pretty and although a bit eccentric in an emo gothic way, but she was nice. “No” she said, pulling a Ouija board out of her duffle bag, apparently the girls had decided to stay the night too and packed accordingly.
I think Mike was really stoned because he sat out of the game, lounging on an old beat up couch Jacob had bought from a thrift shop for 18.00. Curled up in his HS letterman’s jacket, he fell asleep.
We turned off the one light bulb hanging from the basement ceiling after lighting a few candles. Jake always had a lot of candles in his house, (I don’t think he liked to pay electricity bills), besides being only 18, he had a minimum wage job at a pet store, so finding candles in Jacob’s house was never a problem. |
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Aku baru ingat Mastika penah keluarkan cite pasal tajuk ini. Dalam cite tu budak2 yg main tu kononnya dpt berinteraksi dgn roh ni yg dtgnya dari Sabah dan sebab dia mati kerana bunuh diri sebab kecewa kerana ptus cinta. AKu cuma tak berapa ingat Mastika keluaran bila. Cuma pengalaman tu diceritakan oleh orang yg penah bermain spirit of the coin masa dia sekolah2 dulu. |
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We turned off the heater to create a more silent atmosphere. It was eerie down in that dark basement lighted only by candles in the middle of the night staring at a Ouija board in a big old house in the middle of the woods with only the sound of rain and the creaking floorboards above us. But surprisingly I remember, we were not cold, some of which I think was because we were so high.
We all put our hands on the board and closed our eyes. Amber who was the one who studied witchcraft and that stuff was directing us. Telling us not fall asleep, but to relax our minds, to just let go and focus on creating a triangle in our minds where the spirits could come through. (I thought to myself, relaxing my mind will not be a problem, but the rest of this sounds like B.S.)
I said nothing, but just did as she said. I tuned out everything except the sound of her voice, creating a space in the form of a triangle for the spirits to come through in. I felt sleepy, but I did not lose consciousness. Then it happened.
I saw an image of really hot guy. I didn’t know him, I just remember thinking to myself, wow!, this will be easy to look at as he stood in the triangle. I actually began to feel a bit horny, but of course I kept that to myself. I heard Jake make a soft Hmmm, sound to himself too, like he was seeing him too, but dismissed it, because I know Jake was not gay.
Then, this guy reached out and touched my hand, I felt a cold chill run through me like a nervous tingle up my spine even though it was just in my imagination. And the pointer moved! The image of this guy stayed in my head even when I opened my eyes. I did not expect to be able to still ’see’ him and keep my eyes open and watch the board at the same time, but I did. The pointer spelled out the word H-E-L-L-O.
Jacob was smiling ear to ear as was Crissy. I wondered if they had a similar experience, still I said nothing but I wanted to know if they were experiencing the same thing as I was. Amber just sat there, expressionless, and finally said in a flat tone, “they have arrived.” “Who? Who has arrived Amber? and did you move it?” She swore that she didn’t. We all sat there silent looking at each other. “OK, nobody move it this time, for real, let’s ask it something,” Jacob said. “Like what?” Crissy said. “I don’t know, something that only one of us knows.” “Ohh I know,” Crissy said, “that time that you and Mike went to the party and the car got stuck, Mike left and would not tell anyone where he went. Only he knows, lets ask it that”
Amber, directed the question, “where did Mike go on (such and such day) after he walked off?” Much to my surprise, the board did not hesitate, not even for a second. It spelled out B-A-S-E-B-A-L-L-F-E-I-L-D. “Baseball field? Mike ditched us to go to the Friggin baseball field? Are you kidding me?” Jake was a little upset, I could see it in his face.
I tried to calm him by telling him, that it didn’t matter and probably wasn’t true anyway. The board continued to answer our questions for about a half hour before Mike woke up. He jumped off the old couch and yelled something none of us could understand and scared us half to death in the process. “What the hell dude?” Jake said to Mike.
“I just had a bizarre nightmare, I was at a Seahawks game and we won, I was so happy then afterwards I was allowed to go back and meet all the players. It was awesome, we were hanging out in the locker room and everything, then.. their skins began to fall away, and they turned into vampires and crap and began eating people with knives and forks and drinking blood from crystal glasses. You guys. They sat at a table and served you up as platters of food. They’re were about 10 of them and they were digging around inside your decapitated heads, saying that if I wanted to eat the body, I had to eat my brains first, I mean your brains first. You guys were the main course.”
“Knock it off Mike, your not very funny, besides, where did you go that day after the car got stuck? Answer me honestly, its important,” Jake said.
“Ohh yeah, well, your probably gonna be a bit pissed, but I went to the baseball field across town to meet Crystal, sorry man.” He said wiping the drool off his lip.
The room went silent and the pointer began to spell again. Y-O-U-A-R-E-A-L-L-G-O-I-N-G-T-O-D-I-E. Just then two of the four candles we had lit just spontaneously fizzled out and the room got a whole lot darker. A cold chill came over me and all of a sudden, I could feel myself being watched from every corner of the room. I wanted to curl up in a ball, because I could feel something or someone beside my feet under the old card table that the board sat on. I could feel, the presence of something or someone coming through the brick stone walls that lined the old wine cellar basement. |
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Reply noell
Noell,
kitorg main spirit of the coin ni skeaping English..board tu pun in english ...
yenil95 Post at 29-6-2010 11:03
sebbaik hg panggey antu frank...kalau hg panggey antu yap ah loy jenuh nak cakap cina...mujoq tak paggey antu hitler |
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Reply 30# kawanlama
dah habis baca.. agaknya psychics spirit yg dorang terpanggey tu ... demon yg dipuja oleh cult kabbala .. sbb tu org yg dia jumpa cakap tak nak bunuh ...agaknya terlepas mende tu bila dipanggey budak2 main Ouija ni ...
He said, no, he wasn’t going to kill the entity, that it was an important part of creation |
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Reply  kawanlama
dah habis baca..  agaknya psychics spirit yg dorang terpanggey tu ... demon yg  ...
ea208964 Post at 29-6-2010 11:43 
    best dan sedih kan?
part ni
He also pointed out to me that if I thought he was a good person, what did I feel about him while the entity was in possession of my mind? I never saw him again after that night.
macam nak ckp, 'org' yg dia jumpa last tu adalah higher demon gak kut. yg leh suh demon yg duk rasuk tu blah...
kalau baca komen komen kat bawah tu, ramai tak percaya. tp ni reply writer tu kat diorg.
Shelly Mitchell says: 
July 11, 2009 at 6:54 am
Wow, I did not expect some of these replies, I am/was a bit surprised at how much interest the experience has generated. Thank you VERY much everyone for your sympathy and kindness, but it is not necessary. Allow me to clarify a few things.
Yes Jacob is still alive living on Camano Island in Washington state, he runs a ad hoc animal/(mostly dog) shelter and still lives in the same house. He is very good with the animals and does some training on the side for petty cash. 
Before that night I left my house, I did not know Mike and Amber at all. They were friends of Jakes who just happened to be there that night, I’m sure if they had not been involved in that fatal crash, we most probably would have been friends because we really clicked.
Crissy was on my swim team when we were younger and her death probably affected me the hardest, I can’t say for certain IF it had anything to do with that night, but for her fitness level and age, it was/is not common to die from a brain hemorrhage. All I could think of for months afterwards was the image of that THING digging around in our heads with its dirty claws.. (This is imaginary, right?) It was very weird to me that I could not get it out of my mind for a long time afterwards.
For those who do not believe this experience happened, that is your right and I respect your choice not to, but regardless if you do or not it does not change the fact that it did happen, and I am happy that at least some of you have considered this as a lesson.
I am very grateful to all of you, thank you for your input. I have not posted the name of the entity and I try not to think of that thing anymore because of something the Jew said to me at the diner that night. How we are linked to each other by imagination and how words have power. Over the years I have become very much familiar with the way it works, and I know that if its name and symbolic image were made known it would attach itself to someone else, I have absolutely no doubt about this at all. 
I will not allow it to consume anyone else’s life force, so to speak, because of my careless actions. I am sorry, but I cannot help you about its details being made public. I hope this does not upset you too much (to the person asking). 
Sincere peace Shelly |
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sambung.... sambung.... tengah sodap membaco nie.... |
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