My sister Rose and I started to play the ouija board. After one night of playing the board, we went to bed & talked for a few minutes. I remember laying on the bed on my stomach when I felt 2 very sharp taps on my shoulder.

Naturally I thought it was my sister, but when I turned my head to look I saw a skeleton hand coming out of the pillow and I watched it tap me on the shoulder one more time. I immediately sat up, my sister could see I was scared and asked me what was wrong when I told her. We said a little prayer and eventually we did go to sleep. We never played the ouija board very much after that.

One time in the middle of the night I got up to go to the bathroom, I didn't turn on any light knowing my way very well in the dark. When I came out of the bathroom I had my head down I bumped into someone when I looked up it was my father's brother - my uncle. I thought this was rather strange considering that my Uncle lived in Nova Scotia. He said to me, "go and wake your father," and then he just slowly faded away.

I had always been afraid to wake my father up. He would always jump when I or anyone would wake him up and it would scare me. So I just went back to bed.

In the morning when I went down stairs my Mother said she had some bad news but before she could answer, I told her which uncle had died, she looked at me amazed and asked, 'how did you know that?' I told her of my experience she never really said too much except 'why didn't you wake your father?' I told her why and she understood he had scared her plenty of times.