I remember as a kid, going to sleepovers. Going to all girl sleepovers as a kid was fun. It's not as if we all believed in Wicca, but we always tried to do levitate and we'd get the Ouija boards out. There was this one thing we used to do called "the Sandman." You laid the person down, and one person kneeled above them. The person who was kneeling above would say the person who is laying down's whole name. Then they would make up a death story about them. For example, Michelle Louise Blanchard, you died while swimming in the ocean, and got eaten by a shark. Ok, so after you said the death story about the person laying down you would then continue "A man found your body, and he was afraid and didn't know what to do with it. So he cut open your body." Then you lightly touch the person laying down as if you were putting incisions into their arms, head, stomach and legs. Then you say, "then he filled out with wet, hard cement." Then you put pressure down on all your fake incision spots. Then you say "then he sewed you back up." Which is when of course you would pretend to sew them back up. Then you tell them that the man dropped them into the ocean. They you ask the person laying down to try to move a part of their body... the left arm, right arm, whatever. And they won't be able to move it at all. Sometimes if they really believe it, they won't be able to move for a few minutes.
This is what we used to do at sleep overs. I remember being very good at it. Erin always wanted me to do it to her. My trick always was, you know, taking it seriously, and always using a real death story. It's as if it always worked better if it was a death that had already happened, already out there in the world. Erin wasn't able to move, whenever I did it. I also did it to this punk kid at the "Our House" youth center.. I'm not sure if it was around Halloween or not, but I think it was. He couldn't move after it, and said something like "Whoa, I feel body stoned."
Those sleepovers were fun, I don't know why this has come to memory.
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