Hello and welcome to 31 Days of Terror Day number 22.

I have three spooky stories for you today and story number one comes from David.

I'm very sensitive and empathic, especially when it involves ghosts, spirits and haunted

places.

I get a feeling when a place is haunted.

I had a friend that was renting an apartment in an old home built somewhere between 1900

and 1920.

The house was partitioned off into several apartments and different tenants that would come

and go in a college town, would always mention seeing shadow people or weird things out of

the corner of their eye, etc.

I knew this place was haunted and could just feel it.

So like the fool I am, one day I said, let's all play a Ouija board.

I was much younger at the time in my 20s, so there was about four of us and I was not

touching the plan shit but was watching my friends play.

And one friend mentioned Zozo would keep trying to pop up whenever she would close the

board.

I, at the time, thought she was making it up and was crazy.

Only now do I know she was not all those years later.

At any rate, I was young and dumb and thought for some foolish reason it would be a good

idea to taunt the spirits and coax them loudly and boldly to get some action going on the

board.

Very bad idea.

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