Ok, it was about January of 1996 and i was 14, my 18 yr. old brother had comitted suicide and we had moved into my grandmothers place because of all the bad memories at the old house. So one day i went over to my freinds house about a month after the suicide and we got to talking about how hard it is to lose a brother and how if you could ask him one more question what would it be, etc. This freind lived by my old house wich was empty still, because the we did still not want to go back. So I suggested we go over there and get some of my stuff that was still up in the attic and basement. His mom had a spare key and we got it of the hook and went in my old house. It felt really eerie, to be back inside. So, we went up to my room and the door to my brothers room was shut, but for some weird reason i really wanted to see his room again and i opened it, everything was still there, because we left his room untouched.

Anyways, my freind suggested he go get his Ouiji board and do a se! ! ance in my brothers room. At first I strongly dissagreed and got quite mad, but later gave in. So we went and got it and came back, we set it up on the floor and started. We asked a couple questions and i purposely moved the pointer saying how stupid this was. We were going to give up and went to go get my stuff from the attic. We got my stuff and went to put it in his house until i could take it to my grandmothers. Then we remebered we had forgotten the Oijia board and went to go get it. When we got back upstairs, my brothers door was shut again and when we opened it, the sheets were gone from the bed, and the Oiji board was gone, while we searched under the bed and in the closet for the board we both noticed this really bad smell, like burnt rubber or dead flowers or something. I decided we had better leave and just come back and look tomorrow. I slept at his house that night and when we went back the next day, the sheets were back on the bed, and the Oijia board was in the ! ! center of the bed, and the pointer was pointing to "goodbye" also, the little plastic thingy in the center had a crack down the center...we left the house and locked it up. Later, my old house sold but i dont think anyone occupies my brothers old room. This was a really weird experience, and when we told our moms we got grounded because they didnt beleive us.