Hair-raising tales from the dork side

Friday, October 7, 2011

Growing Up Haunted--Part Two--By Linda Kozar


Let me start with a little proviso to this true story. I am a Born-Again Believer, a Christian and I do not believe in ghosts or that they inhabit homes or people. I do however, believe that demons (fallen angels) exist--also that they inhabit homes and sometimes people. My husband still finds it hard to believe that I grew up in a "haunted" house. Sometimes I still find it hard to believe, but it's true. At the time, my family and I were unaware of the danger. And that's when our troubles began. . .

Growing Up Haunted
(Part 2 of  5)

July, 1965
We lived in a relatively new ranch-style home in New Orleans. Though in the midst of a sweltering July, our only method of beating the heat was a large attic fan that opened from the ceiling over a hallway--that and a few well-placed box fans. The attic fan reminded me of a helicopter. The blades were enormous. Supposed to suck the hot air out. So much for that. 
Anyway, as I said, it was the middle of July and stifling, humid. The kind of heat that clings to you and won't let go. And not a natural breeze to speak of, save for the fans, stirring the hot air. My sister and I were playing in the hallway with our dolls. My brother was only a year old, sleeping in his crib in my parent's bedroom. The door to the bedroom was open and my mother was sitting on the bed, playing with the Ouija Board. Since the rest of the family lived on the other side of the Mississippi River and my mother didn't have many friends in New Orleans, she'd taken to playing the game by herself. 
And, it turned out, she'd found a friend after all. She was in daily communication with something or someone from the spirit world beyond. (Of course I had no idea about that at the time. My mother told me the truth years later). She told me how she'd started out asking it questions.
Soon, a definite personality began to answer her.
Mom was fond of an old television show, The Ghost and Mrs. Muir, about a woman who moves into a home haunted by the ghost of a sea captain who falls in love with her--sort of a precurser to today's paranormal romance in secular publishing. Anyway, in large part due to the influence of that show, my mother was not put off by this supernatural friendship. She initiated conversations with it and vice versa.
On this particular day, in the humid, sweltering heat--without warning, a chill wind as frigid as a norther blew throughout the house. It blew the curtains high, plastered our hair back and ended almost as quickly as it began.
My sister and I ran screaming to our mother who was just as terrified. She began reciting the all-purpose prayers she'd grown up repeating. But her prayers did not calm our fears. She had no real belief to back them up. And she would need real faith to fight what leapt out of the Ouija Board that day.

Next week (Saturday, October 15th), the demon spirit speaks. . .

9 comments:

  1. Meeks! This is a great story, Linda.

    Our Ouija board was in our home from around 1965ish until 1981. That's when I knew enough to get rid of it. I think it was responsible for some terrible things that happened in my family.

    ReplyDelete
  2. Wow! This is creepy! I am sucked in tho...must see how this all turns out.

    ReplyDelete
  3. Dear Megan,

    I totally agree. After I grew up and moved out I would come back home for visits, looking for items I'd packed away or left behind in my room. On one such search I found the old Ouija Board on the top shelf in my old closet. Talk about creeped out! My brother threw it on a bonfire to get rid of it once and for all. Thank the Lord.

    Linda

    ReplyDelete
  4. I'll definitely be back to read the rest of your story! This is fascinating.

    ReplyDelete
  5. Interesting!! I want to know what happened too!

    ReplyDelete
  6. I'm so glad you're posting your link on the ACFW loop! What a fascinating story. I can't wait to see what happens next! I remember once my grandmother bought a Ouiji board as a "toy" for us to play with, and my mother made her throw it away! I'm glad you're sharing this - it will open the eyes of a lot of people who shrug off any idea of a spirit world interacting with us.

    ReplyDelete
  7. Chills ran over my skin! Yikes, this is scary. Can't wait to read the next part.

    cb
    http://sunnebnkwrtr.blogspot.com/

    ReplyDelete
  8. I'm so glad to get the story out and hope that it does help others who find themselves in similar circumstances. Spirit Boards are not toys, they are weapons used by the enemy (satan and his demon spirits) against us.

    ReplyDelete

Cozy Mysteries by Linda Kozar

Gate Beautiful Radio Show--November 21, 2013

Family Reunion--Oregon 2012

Click here to view this photo book larger

Start your own Shutterfly Photo Book today.

Meet The Christian Authors--2011

Meet The Christian Authors--2011
@ Barnes & Noble, Houston, TX