A good best friend of my Chris and me decided to play a game that everyone thinks is real. It's called the Ouja board people say not to ever play it but Chris and I are going to check to see if the game really works. Chris went to Toys R Us to buy the game and then swing by at my house. "Hi Chris." I hugged him tight and we head up to my room putting the Ouja Board on my bed. I was a little nervous looking at it I have seen movies where bad things happen and other people who experienced playoff Ouja say that it can be good or bad. So know one knows how safe the gene can be. "Ready?" We sit across each other on the bed. "Yeah." I sighed getting rid of he nervousness in my body. Together we opened the box inside was the board and the planchette. "If something weird happens I'm getting the fuck or of here and leaving yo ass too." He laughed trying to ease the tension. "Bitch I wish you would." I joked back there was a piece of paper witch says RULES on it. I shrugged my shoulders
RULES
1. Never play by yourself
2. Say goodbye if there is a bad spirit
3. Never keep your hands off the planchette or else it causes the spirit to escape
I gulped and place the planchette on the board with our fingers on the planchette I touched it lightly so the weight of my body doesn't cause the planchette to move. "Is there any spirits who would like to speak with us tonight?" We made it go in circles s little waiting to see what the answers was. The planchette moved to yes I gasped a little bit clearing my throat. "Chris is that you moving the planchette?" Making sure he wasn't trying to trick me. "Yes I was just fucking with you. Ok I'm going to be serious this time." We moved it in curled again. "Is there a spirit who would like to talk to us tonight?" We waited and the planchette moved slowly to yes. "Chris please tell me your not moving the planchette." He gave me a confused look. "No If it was me you would be able to tell." I thought of something to ask. "Are you a mean spirit or a nice spirit?" The planchette moved to yes again. "Ok good what is your name?" Chris started to look at what the letter is trying to spell out. "It spelled out Michael so I'm guessing this spirit is a dude. So Michael um can you proof to us that you are around?" The lights started to flicker. "Ok that's enough thank you." Chris demanded. "How did you die?" Michael started to spell out words again. "Cardiac arrest." It said. "Awe I'm sorry I hope your better now." I felt chills coming up my spine. "Did you feel that Chris?" He nodded his head yes. "Michael what's your last name?" The planchette went to know. "Why no?" I sighed it spelled out for privacy reasons. "Ok." Chris's behavior started to change. "Chris? Are you ok?" He looked a little pale and motionless. "I'm not Chris, I'm Michael!" He shouts. "Chris please stop playing with me.I caress his face and his eyes doesn't look like his. Chris got up and started dancing. "Chris how do you learn all of these dance moves. I thought you said you hated dancing." I giggled watching him moonwalk and then spin. "Well again Ms I'm not Chris heehee." Chris seemed a lot happier then usual and his voice changed to s higher pitched voice. "Please let me have Chris back." Holding "Michael's" hand. "I feel great and free I can dance and do all of the stuff I used to when o was alive." He giggle. "Sounds great but your possessing my friend and I'm not liking it." I whined. "Deal with it Jane." He started running down the stairs. I chased Michael it seemed like he liked to play challenging games with me. "Can you please let me do it at least until tomorrow? I miss being alive." Michael whined. "Ugh no you have to go to good bye because then you might not want to leave my friends body." Michael smirked at me. "Wanna know what I haven't done in years?" I sighed. "What?" He pulled me close. "Making love." He tried to kiss me. "We gross we just met. "I'll make you want my then, most girls love me." I walked away. "Well the king of pop you'll never make a match with me so beat it." I laughed. "How did you know that was me?" He asked in surprise. "Because you were dancing earlier." Putting on my pajamas. "I'll leave if you go on one date with me." Michael challenged. "Ok." Michael slept on the floor. "Goodnight Michael." As I close my eyes. "Goodnight Jane."