Hantu Ouija Novels & Stories

"Well, then Haaaazel I guess you haven't heard about the legendary Ginger head, who only sits at this very table. She sees nothing smells nothing but hears a whole lot." "Oh my goodness! is it true? is she, is she still alive? Hugo talk to me." Uwana responded sounding very frightened and ready to take off to the popular table "Oh no she is not." "Phew that's good new" "But her spirit still haunts this very table, and whoever is found around here during Halloween shall face her wrath!!! " " ahhhhhhhhhh!!!" I screened my lungs and heart out this time causing everyone to block their ears and turn towards the direction of my scream, glaring at me to stop. It was until hazel shhed me to stop sc

As if my relationship with them before was not that close. However, the hysterical woman, Linda, acted as if we were that close, and so was the middle aged man, Aryadi. Then, their attitude seemed a little… less natural. I sometimes overhear their conversation while pretending to be asleep. They talked about something about alpha and the leader of a clan. They even discussed something related to supernatural beings like ghosts or something. Last night especially, I'm pretty sure they mentioned witches and which kind of ancient Javanese spell they would recite if they caught Hugo — whoever.

My heart is furiously beating as I type the word nonhuman. Many articles pop up so I just click on the first one. There are so many definitions. Sirens,witches, vampires , demons and yes, Angels are there too. Apparently the term is used to describe people who are not exactly humans, people with unusual gifts or powers. The following article says nonhumans are just a myth and that no such thing exists. One says they were real during the eighteenth century but we're destroyed and are now extinct. I keep on reading and even click on the images. The images are a bit scary and definitely not human. The thought that I could be one of those things is more than scary.

I have only 3 days left before miss Lauretta throws me out. I went to collect the bill for his meal,his girlfriend is a talkative. She talks like a parrot,I made to collect it as soon as my hands touched his,I felt a tingling sensation, I quickly took the money and left. He stood up and left. I counted the money,while counting it I saw a note.. "COUNTRY CITY MALL...7PM" Oh my god he left a note,he wanted to see me. I contemplated going. I didn't know him enough but, risks are meant to be taken .

VICTORIA'S POV: I know I am being mean. I didn't stay there and went upstairs again to the apartment and went to my room. I took out the ouija board and put the planchette on it. I asked closing my eyes " IS THERE ANY SPIRIT HERE, PLEASE GIVE ME A SIGN. " The planchette moved to "YES" I asked with my shaking hands " MAYAN. " Again it's a " YES". I asked getting scared " DID.. DID.. YOU.. DID.. KILL PASPARTOT? "

It was a technique that I had perfected as an only child since I always stayed outside my house without a key. The door screeched open, I watched the staircase and saw no movement so I went into the room and closed the door without making a noise. The room was very spacious with a very large bed in the right corner, it had a desk against the wall and there was a wardrobe to the left. The only window was open and from there I could see my house and part of the road. The wall in front of me was covered with a white sheet and that was very strange, I could not help but notice it, I wanted to know what he was hiding but I was paralyzed when I saw on the desk an identical copy of my infamous doll

We walked to the basement. I walked in the front while pressing the light switch on the wall. While Henry brought his game board. Sarra instructed us to sit in a circle with the Ouija Board in the middle. Helen to my left and Kevin to my right. "Guys, are you sure about this?" Helen looked doubtful. "Come on, Helen. This is just for fun." Henry reassured. "She never had fun," Alex quipped. Greeted giggles from us.

The bargain they were talking about must be connected to Shane. The bargain Shane has made earlier has something to do with a child too. "Take Thy Offerings, Fulfill The End Of The Bargain, Goal Shall Be Attained." She's not so smart so she can't really understand it. She just like overthinking or so but... nevermind. "I found something about special people," Damien said before closing the book. He say before Shane while Mara sat across them. "Special people or humans are those who are born blessed with the ability to see or talk to supernatural beings such as grim reapers, demons, angels, and ghosts," Damien explained.

Billy blurted out and stopped the car. They all alighted from it and marveled at the soundings. "Okay, I have never been here before" Hazel spoke. "Well, will this Halloween show get more interesting? I am so loving it already! I bet this would be the best Halloween show! Ever!" Piper screamed as her voice echoed, then an owl hooted from a tree and kept staring at a particular spot. Willow noticed this and gave the owl a horrid look. "We are in the middle of nowhere and you are excited?" Willow was making sure that she observe the environment.

She went through the same motions again. “Can I ask a question?” he asked quietly as she looked at his left hand. “Absolutely.” “What’s the little triangle thing that is with the Ouija board?” Throwing her head back, she laughed. “That is not what I was expecting. It’s called a planchette.” “Oh. Thanks.” “You’re welcome.” Ciara dropped his hand and walked over to the front counter. As he followed her, he saw the flying broom recycling sign hanging on a trash can with a broken broom in it. He couldn’t help but give a little laugh.