) my sister and I used to play with one. We would ask silly questions like "how many eggs are in the egg basket?" Which neither of us could know the answer to and it was always right. Then one day we asked who was answering our questions and it spelled a woman's name. Told us all sorts of info like when she was born (early 1800's) etc. and we thought that was fun. Then since my father had passed away when I was only 13 we decided to ask if we could talk to him. We still believed we were just having a bit of fun. Sure enough it started responding like it was our father except it would sometimes answer oddly, like just spelling ha, ha, ha or 'wink' that kind of thing. Pretty silly and harmless... then one afternoon it very quickly spelled "Stop it." "This is not a game." Weird right? We got chills (my sensible part tried to say it was imagination) and put the game up for a bit. My sister's husband, when told of this new response, decided to burn the board and tossed it into his wood heater. Well it didn't quite fit and they pulled it back out and smothered the flame leaving a scorched mark on one corner. It sat unused for some time until my BIL decided one night he was going to ask it a question (don't recall what the question was) All the board would spell were curse words. My sister and I tried it and it was the same for us. They had some pretty weird things go on in that house too. They had glass ornaments burst into fragments, the new sheets on their infants crib torn in long strips, my 4 year old niece had night terrors, claiming a man was calling her to get up from her bed saying "psst, come here" "Look at this" and that she could see glowing red spots like eyes where the voice was located (she became VERY afraid of the dark and that stopped as soon as they moved from that house) They would hear someone playing with toys in the children's' rooms when no one was there and when they checked toys would be scattered across the floor. They owned a cat that was a sweet cuddly pet that the 4 yr old loved on all day, come darkness tho, he had to be outside. I made the mistake on night of leaving him in to cuddle with as I watched TV (babysitting) and about 8:30 when the kids were in bed he suddenly woke up, hopped off the chair where he was sleeping and attacked me. He was biting and clawing me and would NOT stop. I finally wrapped him in a blanket and tossed him and the blanket out side. The next day he was the same as always but I never allowed him in after dark when I was there again. Now many of these things could be co incidence or imagination but....say what you like about it being a 'game' I will not have one in my home!
