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I was giving a class presentation and the power went out, then I looked at the electricity
connections and everything was fine, I checked my cell phone to see if I paid and everything was
fine… and I realized that recently I played a game called ouija, I played the game with my friends
called Lily and Felix a couple of days ago as if it were any game without caring about the risks,
when we started playing we first asked if there was someone with us at first no one answered but
then we asked again and he answered by moving the planchette on the ouija to the word YES,
then we asked what this ghost or demon was called, he moved the object through the letters: B-E-
LC-E-B-Ú, we asked him if he wanted to play with us and he sent us the word YES, I told him to my
friends: I know this name it is as if it were the name of a demon
Félix: If, in order to learn more about that being, we asked him if he was a demon or a soul that
does not rest in peace, he answered us by moving to the letters: D-E-M-O-N-I-O, Lily: God, I love
this game, we should tell him to show that he is with us
I said: also if you want to provoke him you know at least how to close the portal because you are
the one he told us to play with.
Lily: Well I just found it in the trash, I picked it up and I don't know how the portal closes, but who
cares, it closes by itself
We started provoking him until the demon got angry, he started to turn off the lights and turn on
the lights like a horror movie made by James Wan, we were all scared.
We must end this game guys -I said almost without being able to breathe-
Lily: I really don't know how the portal closes, I just wanted to play
How can you be so stupid and get carried away by a game that you don't even know how to play
and put us all at risk -I said really angry-
He had stopped turning the lights on and off and throwing things and we asked Beelzebub if we
could end this game. We were waiting for his answer, but nothing...
Lily: Come on, I told you it closes by itself.
Felix: Thank God because he was about to throw you out the window.
That's the only thing I remember from that day, until I remember that Lily left the board under my
bed, shortly after I heard a crazy knock on the door of my house, I went to see if there was
someone and it was Lily and Félix , I open the door and tell them: What happened?
Felix: That Beelzebub demon never left, because we never closed the portal.
First we must take out the Ouija board, then we proceed to call the being that we invoke and we
proceed to place candles around it and at the moment of invoking this demon we begin to pray so
hard until we cannot
As soon as we took out the Ouija board, we felt a cold and heavy air around us, we began to call
Beelzebub, he answered the second, then we began to pray, while we were praying the lights
began to turn on and off that put Lily in the air, bending her arms , legs, breaking his jaw and
ending up destroying his brain and gouging his eyes.
Happy and I were so scared that we prayed so hard that she calmed down and our friend Lily's
dead body disappeared.
For a moment but then you started to see blood coming out of the walls, happily I had the bible
nearby and I started to read screaming and Felix was praying, until everything calmed down, a few
days before my mother had given me holy water, I went to grab the holy water and I spread it all
over the house, then Felix wanted to stay with me that night, I don't know how he was able to
sleep but I couldn't, I only slept for 2 hours, days later I went to church and told the priest about
it , and he told me that Beelzebub was the strongest demon and was the most likely to come back,
I asked him if he could do something to protect me and he told me that I should throw away that
Ouija board and then go to the church to have holy water poured on me, I left of the place and I
told Félix, he was very traumatized by what happened, that hours later they found him dead, he
had committed suicide.
After seeing this on the news, I rushed to kick this board out of hell, rushed to church, told the
priest about this and he promptly proceeded to pour holy water on me and pray.
2 days later I go to my friend's funeral and when I approach his coffin I tell him, I hope he has
heard me and now he is calmer wherever he is, but I felt heavy air and heard a thick voice that
said: This has not finished…