The First Visit!

The year was 1967; some of my friends had come over to my place to listen to music and hang out. My apartment was a one room place with a small kitchen and everything in one room except the bath. The walls had been painted in psychedelic colors and with all manner of pictures depicting the time. Everyone who visited seemed to want to add their own thing to the walls. In the midst of it all was a Jacobs’s ladder that ran from floor to ceiling, giving the illusion that it was going into heaven. I had strobe lights and black lights strategically placed for best effect…..a true hippie hangout. This was a usual night at my place; most of us would sit on pillows on the floor some on the bed. This particular night we decided that it would be cool to perform a séance and call upon spirits that had gone. We set up a circle and lit candles, drew a large pentagram on the floor and began calling on the spirits of the dead. All was pretty calm at first and everything seemed fine, we were passing around a pipe with pot and everything seemed as though it were for fun. A couple of us guys tried spooking the girls by pretending to be possessed….again all in fun. As we continued on a sullen darkness seemed to come over the entire group, we all felt it and decided that we should stop, unfortunately for us we didn’t seem to have any control over this feeling. The spirit darkened even more and candles began to flicker and some seemed to glow in unusual color patterns. The whole thing was becoming very freaky and uncontrollable. Things in the room began to move about with no one near them and finally a knife from the kitchen flew across the room. At that point we all screamed out and everything stopped. This was my first experience with paranormal activity, whether it was a spirit or some satanic being I don’t know for sure but it aroused my curiosity about the paranormal.