I hope I don't have to ever mess with a ouija board. They give me the willies, too!
When my Mom died, I was at home, sitting at my desk. I had spent the night before with her at the hospital and my sister and aunt was at the hospital that night. I plainly remember it was around 12:00 a.m.
I really had momentary fogging or clouding of the brain, then crystal clearing although I couldn't see my surroundings at all just nothingness, then in the left corner of my brain, I heard my Mom tell me good-bye. The only way to describe it was like a wispy swirling feeling, like not being able to see your surroundings, but seeing into moving fog. I couldn't see my Mom, but it felt like the wispy feeling invading my brain was her
And I remember it was the left half of my brain that registered her voice.
Two hours later when my dad and aunt drove up to my house, I was calm enough to help them make it through the next few days. I had already cried my cry. I told my aunt everything that happened and the time. It really shook my aunt up because the time was really when my Mom died.
It sounds completely weird, but it's completely true.
