I heard the Lovers Lane one. People around my area used to say that was for our city, because our old asylum wasn't too far from our street Lovers Lane where people used to park.
Well i dont believe in all this stuff but here's one of my mum's. She was playing on a ouija board and made contact with someone called uncle jim from austalia. He was pretty mad and announced "hate those who hate me, thugs stole my money", then the glass started spinning round going nuts. Investigation found we had a relation from years back called jim who had been robbed and all his money stolen late last century.
Ouiji boards are a horrible idea. You open a "door" of sorts, and it doesn't close until you do it yourself (or rather, someone who knows how to close it properly does)
One saturday morning I woke up early. It was a regular day, slightly overcast but nothing really out of the ordinary. I went down stairs and brushed my teeth. All of the sudden I heard a sound... turns out it was nothing. I later decided to go get something to eat and I check the cupboard and was put of nutella IT WAS TERRIBLE
My mum used to go into all that stuff then said something scared her one night and refused to do it ever again.
Hmmm add to that spilling your drink. Although I did once have a friend lick spilt cider off my legs to stop it going to waste