A shadowman with a large hat on smoking a cigar Hi everyone my name is Arturo. This has been years ago but when I was nine I started playing around with a ouija board, I was really young and pretty nasty to it at times. I would play by myself but nothing ever happened. I stopped playing with it but that’s when things got strange. One night I woke up. At my door in the hallway was a large black figure of a man with a long coat on and a large hat. He was smoking a cigar. I could see the smoke being blown out of his mouth but couldn’t smell anything. He just stood there looking down the hallway. But around him on the side of the door were many black ghosts that would come out a little ways and then go back behind him. I remember being just frozen without really feeling scared. I just stared and couldn’t stop watching this. I eventually fell asleep. Little by little after that night I could sense something or someone was always following me when I was alone. It was such an eerie lonely feeling for me as a little boy. I tried talking to my dad but he didn’t want to hear it. By chance a friend that had just moved in told me her mom knows about ouija boards and stuff. I took my board to her and I sat outside on her front steps. She came out about 10-15 minutes later and told me to get rid of it right away. She was seriously freaked out. She said I would have to break it into pieces and burn it. I did that and things seemed better. Then the last night I experienced any weird stuff was when I was twelve years old and I kept waking my dad up so he left the house around 11:30 p.m. He said he was going to get a room at a hotel. Right when he left the presence that fell over the house was so bad I was seriously scared. I remember going to each room and turning on the lights. As I got to the last room the feeling had really increased that someone was right on my tail. I flipped the light on and nothing was there. But as I turned to go down the hallway, the feeling was stronger than ever so I turned around and started throwing punches at the air. I then ran straight to my room and went under the covers. Then I felt like it was looking down at me and that’s when I heard a voice I will never forget. It was what you would think the voice would sound like of the most evilest demon could sound like. It said my full legal first name. I thought I was done but just as I got the courage to pull the covers back the feeling of fear and coldness in the house was gone. At that same moment my dad walked back through the door. I tried to get my dad to let me sleep with him but he wasn’t having it so I slept by his bed and as I looked down the hallway by my room I could see many shadows walking up and down it. I fell asleep and nothing like that has happened since. There have been a few strange things since but I just wandered if any of you know of this or anything similar? Thanks everyone. Cheers!
–Arturo Voodoo