Do you believe in Ghosts, Spirits, Demons and entities?

Do you believe in Ghosts, Spirits, Demons and entities?

Familiar with the sensation of being watched when you're completely alone? Perhaps you're sharing a home with entities from the other side. Want a real scary thrill? Maybe even communicate with these spirits?

Pick up an Ouija board and open a portal for direct communication, if you dare. The Ouija board can be home made, or a professional printed game board. The board uses printed letters, the words; Yes, No, Maybe, and Goodbye.

All players place their finger tips on the center piece, usually a triangle with a hole in the center, and you ask the spirit to move the piece to Yes. All players must stay relaxed and allow the piece to move on its own.

Then ask questions and watch the responses spell out. Coincidence? Perhaps. But take one google search and you will find hundreds of results for individuals claiming they're now haunted by demons or ghosts. Reports of unexplained paranormal activity after playing the game are very often.

Numerous reports of players taking on slightly different facial features, and deeper demonic voices. Some players are scarred for life, spotting demonic figures watching them from a distance every day. One story tells of a group of teens who touched a crucifix to the game board while in connection with a spirit.

Jesus fell from the crucifix metal bent at the hands and feet. Another story is of a young girl who began experiencing difficulty breathing while talking to a spirit. She then felt her throat close and a hard shove to the chest, relieving the pressure on her neck.

To this day she experiences strange noises, doors opening and closing and shadows roaming her home. The board opens you and the other players up to direct communication to a darker dimension. Play this game at your own risk!

Reader beware...

You're in for a scare.

Keep in mind that beer in the Philippines is almost as cheap as buying candy in the US. We also believe that "overkill is underrated," so we bought as many as we can. After a few drinks, we decided that a game of "Truth or Dare" was appropriate.

We were young, crazy college kids so a game like this was common for us. After a few boring turns of truth, I finally manned up and decided to go for the Dare, just to spice up the night for a bit. Luis and Chelsie, being the crazy individuals that they are, came up with an idea that we would never forget.

They told me to visit a "haunted" establishment right next to our condominium. Any sane human being would not even dare to embark on such a place. Of course, being under the influence changes such feelings, and of course I accepted the dare. The rules were simple.

It was to go in the building alone, and to get a random piece of furniture or artifact that was lying around. There were plenty of stories that were rumored around the building. Some say that there are ghosts, or in the Philippines, they would call it a "wak wak." Sounds were always present in the building, even though it was abandoned some five to ten years ago.

When I finally mustered up the courage (a few shots also helped the cause), I finally went inside with just a cell phone light. I looked around frantically in the building to find something to bring outside, to prove that I've braved this scary feat. After looking around for a minute or two, I made my way around the kitchen.

I found a plate that looked much worn out and old. As soon as I grabbed it, I heard a scuffling sound inside the house. Not a believer of ghosts or superstitions, I shrugged it off and grabbed the plate. I don't know if it was a dog or animal, but all of a sudden I hear a growling noise. Feeling a sense of urgency, I ran outside with the plate, hearing screams and yells when I ran outside.

Face full of sweat, I gave them the plate and begged them to get the "hell out of there." The day after, we asked our landlord about the building, and she explained that there are homeless people living inside the building, and that what I did was very dangerous, yet brave, also idiotic.

It was a night that I would never forget, and a story that Luis and Chelsie always bring up when we describe our crazy nights in the Philippines.

Years ago (me, Barb, 56 now), when I was a senior in high school, it was common knowledge of a small town in Middle Tennessee, known as Flintville, TN. Back in those days, trains made several trips though this small sleepy town. But out of the sleep, came a tale of the Flintville Light.

Rumor has it that a man was decapitated while he was walking on the railroad tracks, slipped and fell, when a train was approaching him.

On foggy nights he was supposedly returning, carrying a lantern in search for his head! Can you imagine seeing this? Well, one night several of my friends and I decided to go, with hopes we would see him! Maybe not with too high hopes.

Once we arrived at the old train station, we parked the car, and began a discussion about who was walking down the tracks. I was dared, scared, and made the decision to start walking the tracks with one other person.

We carried a small flashlight because it was foggy, and we didn't want to trip on the tracks. The trains did not travel the tracks anymore at night, so we didn't have to worry about being hit by a train.

Believe it or not, we were not drinking, so what made us do this dare? Maybe pride or maybe stupidity. This place was very popular to visit for high school students on the weekends.

We all had heard about it growing up in a small city, so naturally our curiosity had the best of us. The Flintville Light story had always been told from generation to generation. Well, now my friend and I had walked down the tracks, and then we saw a light coming down the tracks.

Coming down the tracks!! Are you sure??? Maybe someone is playing a trick on us? Well I could have wet my pants, which I really did. We couldn't get back to the train station fast enough. I didn't actually see the man, but I saw the light.

Yes, today, I still believe the story of the Flintville Light and I always will. And NO, I do not accept dares to this day.