DONDER: When they asked what it meant, it spelled “Good luck” Hardcover – December 14, 2024

In the early summer of 1982, while my grandmother and mother discovered unique treasures at a local yard sale, Rosemary came across a vintage board game. My grandmother wasn't a game enthusiast; I hadn't even seen her participate in playing "Setback" or "Pinochle," something Grandpa Elmer played regularly, but this particular game caught her eye, the price seemed to be fair, so she purchased the game.The worn-out, tattered box dates back to the late 1800s or early 1900s and was called Ouija. Despite its darker, more nefarious reputation, neither grandma nor my mom had reservations about taking this game home.My grandmother was the first to use the board, and my mom, Mary, enlisted her to ask the board questions. Lurking just outside my bedroom window was a tall figure, blacker than the darkness of the night. Its eyes appeared to be glowing red. It stood still and silent, taunting me and shaking me violently. I couldn't physically see this being, not through my own eyes. The solitary bedroom window was just out of my view, but it showed itself to me. The same way you do when you close your eyes and imagine an image. I knew this was something real, something demonic. I was paralyzed with fear!I wanted to pray, but I didn't know what to say. I didn't have any special prayers that could keep me safe. In turbulent times, my grandmother had a special prayer she would recite to Mother Theresa. I had witnessed my grandmother sitting alone in the living room, holding her Rosary, praying, and even speaking to someone I couldn't see. When I asked her who she was talking to, I expected her to reply, Jesus or God. She would say, "Pumpkin." Read more