I was sitting at my desk, but the teacher wasn’t in the room yet. It was just after recess. I looked at the door and then the shadow man moved in front of it. The teacher entered, and I sat there bored. I suddenly had the strong urge to pee. So I asked then walked down the hall. I felt empty, sad, and isolated. My steps seemed to echo. I reached the bathroom, and performed natures request. I went over to wash my hands, but had more interest for my face in the mirror. Then I looked behind myself in the mirror. There was a message that said, “Hell is coming” on the wall in blood. I was completely freaked out by now. I wanted to leave but something made me stay, and I watched my face some more. Then in the mirror I roared in pain. That scared me. My image was holding my head as if it was melting. I was now screeching in the mirror. Then he fell onto his knees, his eyes were red, and his teeth were growing to easily be called fangs. Then he fell on his face and laid there. Then he started screeching again. Red spines ripped grew, and stuck out his back. Then there was a Bang! and all of him was roaring in flame. His screech turned into a growl and angry laugh and he ran out of the bathroom in his side of the mirror. Then the shadow creature appeared, and it said,”Join us.” Then instinct kicked in, and I ran out of the bathroom (That is what I saw, maybe I picked too strong of words?)
School ended, but I had detention for spending 45 minutes in the bathroom. After an extra hour and a half I got to go home.
Then that night I had a nightmare. In my dream the shadow creature was hovering over me, laying down. I then woke up and there it was. It said, “Finally, I can kill you.” Then pain overtook me and I twisted around in my bed. It probably wanted to make me the mirror image!
Then I resisted by praying, right when I said “Amen” it disappeared. The pain went away, and I felt good, and a good aroma filled the air; it smelled like roses. I got up looked out my window, and it was a beautiful sunrise. At school my friend brought the Ouija board, and I shut it right before they asked a question.
Sorry if my story was too long or too short. All content is true, and is personal experience.
Story moral: Never play with the board, because it is ancient evil.