Here's the link to the auction page~
"This is just a regular Ouija board, except for the strange things
that happen when its around. I'll start the story from before I
owned this ouija board....and this whole story is true.
When I was about 16, my sister and I were at my aunts, and it was a
little after 10:00 pm. My aunt lives on 80+ acres out in the middle
of nowhere, on a farm built in the early 1800's. There is a huge
barn, and at least one wall had collapsed, and the doors on the
front were missing. We were walking around outside, because
everyone else there was older than us, and talking about when they
were young. We found it boring, so decided to go for a walk
outside. After a few minutes, we came to the old barn. The moon was
almost full, and shining very brightly. We could see right through
the barn. I saw a shadow moving within the barn, and though my eyes
were playing ticks on me, but then my sister screamed. The shadow
looked like a girl with a long dress and a bonnet, hanging from one
of the beams in the barn by a rope around her neck. It was slowly
swinging back and forth. We were both scared, so we started running
back to the house. When I looked back, I could no longer see the
figure in the barn. After getting back in the house, we talked
about it, and had both seen the same thing.
A few years later, we were back at my aunts, and exploring the
basement. Since the house is so old, the basement is set up
strange, with several rooms. The floor is concrete throughout the
whole basement, except for in the furthest corner from the door to
the basement. In that particular corner, there is a patch of dirt
that is about 3x5 1/2 feet. It seemed weird to us, and we asked my
aunt about it. She freaked out that we had even gone in the
basement, and told us to never go in there again. A few weeks
later, when they weren't home, we went back there, and brought with
us the ouija board (listed in this auction). We went to the spot in
the basement that had the dirt floor, and tried to see if the ouija
board would work. We were sitting there for a few minutes, and
nothing. We were about ready to give up when the planchette started
moving. I thought my sister was moving it, but then I noticed that
the way both of our hands were on it, it would be to difficult to
move without the planchette flipping over. It was a long time ago,
so I don't really rmemeber exactly what it spelled out, but I do
remember one thing. When we asked who they were, it spelled out
"Elizabeth". Up to that point in time, I had never gotten the ouija
board to even work. It certainly never did anything strange. It
just sat in a box in my room. 
After the "Elizabeth" incident, when I got back home, I stuck the
box with the ouija board on my desk. It was touching my lava lamp,
and within 30 seconds, the light bulb in the lava lamp burned out.
I just assumed it was a coincidence, but then other things started
happening. When the ouija board was in my room, and I was listening
to the radio, or even a cd, it would have a static sound. Not
enough to bother me, but enough to notice it. If I stuck the board
in another room, the radio would sound normal again. The same with
the tv. It was just weird. I put the ouija board in storage until a
few years later, after I was married, and we bought a new
house.
I had forgotten I even had the ouija board, and was sort of happy
to see it again. I brought it up to my bedroom, and then as luck
would have it, the light bulb in my lamp on the dresser burned out.
That scared me, so I stuck it in the basement. We went to sleep,
and when I woke up in the morning, the ouija board and planchette
were on my dresser, even though I had stuck them in the basement,
and the box was missing. I searched the whole house for the box,
and I still can find it to this day. After that night, the board
stayed in the basement, and seemed to remain dormant for a while. A
year or so after we moved in to the house, I was in the basement
doing laundry when I heard a noise like fingernails on a chalk
board, only less shrill. I figured it was our cat, getting into
something, so I started moving things around to try to find him.
Thats when I noticed on a shelf in the corner, the ouija board was
sitting there, and the planchette was moving by itself. I was so
freaked out I immediatly left the basement. Later, I wondered what
it was spelling out, so I went back down there, WITH my husband
(less scary that way!!!) and went to see it. It WAS still moving,
and it was spelling "why" over and over. I took the planchette,
left the board where it was. I put the planchette in a drawer in my
dresser upstairs.
After this, other strange things started happening. My 2 year old
started pointing out the windows, and crying, and hiding. When I
asked her what was wrong, she told me "Ghosts look at me!!!!" That
scared the hell out of me. This happens on a regular basis now.
Other things that happen include the tv turns on by itself, and the
refrigerator turns itself up to as cold as it can get, even if we
put tape in the dial. Sometimes the water in the bathtub will run
by itself. Nothing dangerous, but it still scares me. I figured it
had something to do with the ouija board....but then I found
something out from one of my neighbors. Back in the 1800's when my
town was first founded, the lot that my house is on, plus 3 others,
used to be a cemetery!!!!!! After researching it, it said that
there were originally 200 people buried there, and there are only
records of some of the graves being moved. No one knows what
happened to the rest.
I'm starting the bidding low, because I just want to get rid of the
ouija board. Its never done anything that felt evil, but it still
scares me. I can't guarantee that the same things that happened to
me will happen to you, and I will not be held responsible if
anything does happen.
Also, if anyone is interested in buying my house, I'd love to sell
it. I do not like knowing, for a fact, that it was built on a
cemetery. Too many weird things happen here. So if you have any
interest in my house, or have any questions about the ouija board,
feel free to contact me.
