Episode Details

All stories but one are anonymous. One of them is my story. Guess which one? Tell me in the comments :)  Story credits: One is by me the others are anonymous and preferred that way. You guess which one is by me and fiction!  Music/background: Abyss by MYUU, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7s4d6NFIRdM This channel is changing from Spooky Boo's Scary Story Time to Nightmare's Mistress.Good evening, it's Spooky Boo. Tonight I have for you 3 freaky stories about Ouija Boards. One of these stories I made up, the other two were sent into the program. I'd love to know which one you think I wrote. Let me know by making a comment on the YouTube channel. Oh, by the way, for now, I've renamed the YouTube channel to Nightmare's Mistress although you can still find it by searching for Spooky Boo's Scary Story Time or preferably by searching for Nightmare's Mistress. Simply searching for Spooky Boo will not find my channel most of the time now. The podcast remains the same.Before I begin I'd like to thank my listeners and Patreon members including madjoe, PA Nightmares, Ivy Iverson, John Newby, Patrick, and 933TheVolt.com. If you would like to support the show by joining Patreon or by buying merchandise, visit www.scarystorytime.com/support.[caption id="attachment_2163" align="alignleft" width="300"] Image by Amy_Gillard from Pixabay[/caption]A Quick Game of DisasterIt was a dark summer afternoon with a rare summer storm going through town that gave Natasha and Deb the idea to pull out the ouija board. Back then the Ouija Board was a game sold through a toy company and many people bought it without thinking twice about what it meant. Of course, a game board is just a game board until someone actually invokes a spirit through some sort of incantation. Most people don't realize they're doing just that when they start toying around with the game.The girls searched for the darkest room in the house which ended up being the bathroom. They sat cross-legged on the floor while lighting a candle and leaving the door open just a crack. With their hands resting delicately on the planchette, they started the ritual--moving it around in circles calling upon spirits they didn't know. Neither of them had any close relatives who died so they just called upon anything that might answer.The girls felt the coldness of the wind outside blowing into the room. They laughed a little and continued their game. The candle flickered a little, giving off the eeriness of a seance."Who are you?" Natasha said in a calm voice.The planchette jerked to the word No in the upper corner."You did that!" Natasha laughed as she pointed a finger at Deb."Yeah OK, you got me!" Deb blurted out, laughing.They put their hands back on the plastic triangular object and moved it around in circles calling for whatever might be listening. Just then the door slammed shut and a breeze blew out the candle sitting next to the board. Natasha looked up at the bathroom window and realized it had been shut the whole time. They ran around the house checking all of the doors and windows and realized there was no way a breeze could have moved anything at any time because nothing was open.That night, after Deb went home and Natasha laid quietly in bed alone waiting to fall asleep, she noticed the door to her bedroom closet slowly opening. The room suddenly grew cold enough to see her own breath. As she breathed out, she could see a silhouette of a face through her breath. It moved closer to her as she tried to back away. The putrid smell of its mouth moved inches from her and it whispered, "I'm here to stay."It quickly dissipated into the air and left Natasha with her heart beating so fast she thought she would die. She didn't sleep for the next week sending her to the hospital with a bit of temporary psychosis. After that, she never slept in her room again and never heard back from the spirit that haunt