My grandma, mom, and aunt all love going to thrift stores, yard sales, garage sales, estate sales, any place that they can find unique stuff for a cheap price. I usually end up having to go with them and it can get pretty darn boring. However, about a year ago we all went to an old antique/thrift store shop in Boise, Idaho. There was an entire section filled with board games. I found a very old looking ouija board game. I asked my mom if I could have it and she said if I used my own money and promised not to ever play with it alone. The thrift store only wanted 50 cents for the game, so I bought it. I put the board in my closet when I got home and pretty much forgot about it. Then, about two months ago, on the last day of school, I had two friends come over after school. My parents were both still at work. We were bored and I suggested we play my Fib Finder game. They thought it would be fun, so we went into my closet to get it. (I have fairly big walk-in closet that my mom insists I keep very organized.) One of my friends spotted the old ouija board box and asked if we could play with that instead of the Fib Finder game. I told her that I had never played with it before. My other friend asked where I had got it and I told her about finding it in the thrift shop for 50 cents. She told us that she had heard her older sister talking to some of her friends about using a ouija board and she thought she could show us how to play. Anyway, we gathered up some candles and took them to the spare bedroom in my house because with the plantation shutters closed it was the darkest room. We lit the candles and set them on the night stand tables, then we all sat around the ouija board. My friend said we should each place two fingers lightly on the planchette and then one of us should ask a question and see what happened. So we were all sitting there around the board in the candle lit spare bedroom with our fingers resting on the planchette and I asked if Danny (a boy I liked from school, not his real name) would ever ask me out. At first the planchette just seemed to be vibrating and not moving anywhere. But then it began to move towards the "yes" on the board. Once it reached the "yes" it stopped. I looked at my two friends and said, "did you guys make it do that?" They both swore they didn't. Then one of my friends asked if she would have Mr. Smith (not his real name) for computer lab class next year. (She asked because Mr. Smith is the nice computer lab teacher and Ms. Jensen (not her real name) is very mean and strict.) Anyway, the planchette did the vibrating thing again and then it began a slow journey to the word "no." My friend was disappointed and asked "why not?" The planchette didn't vibrate this time. It simply began to move towards the letters on the board. It moved to D-E-A-D. It paused on each letter for a small moment and then would begin to slide towards the next letter. As my friends and I looked at each other in the candlelit room, I was wondering if they were trying to trick me. Then my other friend, (the one who hadn't asked any questions yet) asked, "why are you communicating with us?" The planchette began to vibrate again, as if it was unsure which way to go, but then it started to move in an arch towards the top corner of the board, then down in an angle towards the bottom of the board, then a backwards arch towards the top corner again. We followed it twice before my friend said, "it's making a figure eight." My other friend said, we need to say "good-bye" right now! We tried to force the planchette over the word "good-bye." At first it was really hard to move, but after a couple of seconds we were able to slide it to the "good-bye" spot. My friend who had told us she thought she could show us how to play jumped up and turned on the lights and blew out the candles. She said that when the planchette moves in a figure eight that it means the spirit is trying to escape out of the spirit world. We put the board away and went downstairs. About two weeks later we were all at the YMCA and Danny and two of his friends were there also. We all started hanging out and doing dive contests off the diving boards. We stayed until closing and when we went outside it was almost dark. Danny asked me if I'd want to meet him at the Meridian Dairy Days carnival with him. I said yes and he told me to bring my friends and that he'd bring his. When I got home I instant messaged my two friends and we all started talking about how weird it was that Danny had asked me out, just like the ouija board had said he would. The next weekend was the Dairy Days carnival. My friends and I all met up with Danny and his friends. We were all in line for the Zipper when some kids we knew from school came up to see if they could cut in line. We let them and we all started talking together about what had been going on with everyone since school let out. One of the girls said, "did you guys hear about "Mr. Smith?" My two friends and I looked at each other and then shook our heads. The girl said that he had been in a Motorcycle accident the week before and had died. My friends and I are truly freaked out. It was suppose to be a game, not a real-life, future-telling session. I told my two friends I was going to post this story on this site. They didn't mind as long as I didn't use anyone's real name. I know this sounds a little morbid, but we're considering using the board again. We want to see if it was all a coincidence or if other stuff will be revealed.