Best ouija board story would be when I was 15, and me and my friends decided to up the fear factor by sneaking into the local cemetary late at night to do the ouija on the oldest grave we could find.
There was a massive wall around the cemetary, but on the canal side, to climb into the cemetary, there was some overgrown rubbish and rubble to boost yourself over with. On the cemetary side there was no helpful pile of rubbish, just a fucking super high wall. The drop down was hilarious.
Anyway we find a super old grave, think it was 18th century, very spooky looking. We laid everything down, set it all up, and then abandoned it at a run because we didn't realise there were guard dogs, bloody rottweilers

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Off we run, I'm running with the most terror I've ever felt in my young life. We can hear the dogs and the guards getting closer, we reach the wall and thanks to there being no footholds, all my friends manage to find a way up. Well I was pretty crap at gym, never made it to the top of the rope in class, so this wall wasn't happening.
I'm crying shouting up at my friends to throw me something lol because "I don't want to die".
I jumped for their hands, and literally as I'm laying on the top of this thin wall, one leg on each side, the massive dogs hit the wall and one of the fuckers jumps up at me, causing me to lose my limited balance and tumble over the side, the canal side.

that night was hilarious.