Scary Ghost Stories

Petey Spirit

Hi! Here's a really weird account of something that happened to me & my family. I'm only a 14 year old girl, so I apologize if I don't word everything too understandibly. Ok, my family, which is me(J), my mom-P,my dad-Sh, my sister-L-11yrs, & my brother-Mi-8yrs, was visiting our cousins, D(the mom) & St(the dad), their son T-14yrs, & their daughter M-12yrs, over the holidays in 1997. I need to tell you guys the "names" so you'll understand who's doing what. It was about 8:30 or 9:00 at night & we decided to get out the ouija board for some excitement ( and beleive me, we did not know about all the serious stuff about ouija boards at the time!!). We set up a table down in their basement. It started out with me, my mom, & my cousin T on it. We were just asking stupid questions, not being really serious about it. T got bored & left. Then his mom D, who is my mom's 1st cousin, came down & got on with my mom. This time they asked if there were any spirits with u! ! s tonight. The planchette (is that what it's called??) moved really quickly over to YES. We were all shocked because no one except for my mom had ever seen this happen before. They asked a few more questions, ones that I can't quite recall, then D got spooked & decided to get off. This is when me & my other cousin M got on with my mom. This is the way it would be for the rest of the time, for some reason. We asked the spirit general questions like if it was a male or female, it's name, the year he was born, & when & how he died. It's replies were that he is a male named Petey, then he said his last name is the same as my family's!! He said that he was born in 1912 and that he died when he was in his mid to late 20's in some sort of wreck. Petey seemed mad at the person responsible for his death, but not at us, he said. When asking if there is any way we can help him, he spelled out KILL. Now that, of couse, freaked us all out. We told him we could not do that & he ! ! must have been ok with that because he didn't object. We asked him some more questions & found out that he supposedly lived in the same city as my family does now & was a cousin of my paternal grandpa.

This whole time, M frequently got really scared & removed her fingertips from the planchette. When she did this, however, Petey would not answer our questions. He would resume when she grudgingly got back on. Also, I had to ask all the questions for some reason. If my mom were to ask something, there would be no response. Another thing, when an observer in the room would put their hands above the board, they claimed that it was noticably cold. My hands were like ice the whole time, but my body wasn't cold at all. Weird, huh?

Finally, near the end of our little "session", we get to the really freaky part, at least to us anyway. M finally got off for good, so it was just me & my mom. We asked Petey if there were any other spirits with him. My mom & I both closed our eyes and looked up at the ceiling while my dad, a major skeptic, jotted down the letters it landed on. We did this to assure each other & ourselves that we were not cheating. We were both just expecting a YES or a NO, but Petey went straight ahead & spelled out the name of my fairly recently deceased maternal grandpa. My mom got tears in her eyes, & seeing her cry made me cry too. We asked if he had a message for us & the word PEACE was spelled out. It turns out that my maternal grandma (also dead, of course) was there too. She gave us the message OJ. We don't know if she meant orange juice or if she was simply trying to spell out OK. Chances are, she just misspelled it. It was definitely very strange though.

Then, in the morning, the digital alarm clock/radio went off at 5:45. This was the day my family was going to pack up & head home. Everybody in the house swears they didn't set it, & it had never gone off at that time before. To this day we still do not know how that happened. I did NOT move that thing at all that night, & neither did my mom or anyone else. It totally freaked me out, but then again, it was also pretty cool. Later, after we got home, my dad called his dad & asked him if he knew anyone named Petey. Petey supposedly has good memories of him. He didn't know of any Petey, but then again, my grandpa's also in his 80's so he might not remember. We'll be getting a family tree book soon, though, so maybe we'll discover something in that. Another interesting fact is we searched for living people with our last name that are on an online service and found a Petey with our last name who lives in a town not far from my cousins' house where this all took place.

Could he be a relative of "Petey"? Who knows! Oh yeah, & our last name isn't a common one, so most likely everyone with the same last name is related to us in some way.

All we know is that there was definitely something there with us that night. As scary as it was, it was also a little comforting as well. It was so real that it even made a believer out of my skeptical dad.