"A Young Girl Begins Her Journey as a Psychic with the Help of a Spirit Called from a Ouija Board."
Reviewed by Lynn Cunningham
Posted June 16, 2014
Young Adult | Paranormal
Imagine that you are eleven years old, and at your birthday
party, a friend gives you a pink Ouija Board as a gift.
Imagine you and your friends start playing with that Ouija
Board, and you suddenly call forth a spirit that has strange
messages for you. Next, you have a flashback into an
incident in your past that you had totally forgotten. When
you wake up, you're in a hospital after discovering that you
went into some sort of seizure during the flashback.
All of this happens to Robin Wingfield on her eleventh
birthday. The problem is what she remembers in her flashback
really did happen, and she now understands she possesses
some sort of psychic ability. She is rather careful of how
much she tells her friends, but they already know the spirit
from the Ouija Board comes when Robin calls.
A town carnival held on Halloween brings another life
altering event to Robin, when she and her friend Audrey are
warned by the spirit to stay away from the carnival. They
ignore the warning and go anyway. Everything is fine for a
while and Robin even meets another psychic who may be able
to help her adjust to her new-found knowledge. Then, in a
flash, everything changes, when a horrible accident occurs
and Audrey is seriously hurt. On top of that, Robin's new
psychic friend may not be all she seems on the surface.
DARK CORNER is the first in a series of novels for young
people and is quite captivating. As an adult, I still loved
it! I fell in love with books and reading at a young age.
DARK CORNER reminded me of the sort of books that always
caught and held my attention in those days. Author Jennifer
Treacy Cole understands younger readers and knows what they
want. This is the perfect book for any young reader and
might even turn the halfhearted readers into book lovers.
I cannot wait for the next Robin Wingfield Adventure!
Hopefully, Ms. Cole will make that happen sooner rather than
As a gifted child plays with a Ouija board on her eleventh
birthday, a startling memory surfaces. Robin Wingfield has
thus far repressed the damage she suffered at the hands of a
group of neighborhood children. Further experimentation with
the "mystifying oracle" reveals an impending disaster for
her town. No longer able to dismiss the Ouija as a frivolous
game, she delves deeper into the occult world. Of all the
dangers along the way, it may be those closest to her who
pose the greatest threat.
ExcerptAbruptly, Katy said, â€śGet up. Weâ€™re taking the trails to the
â€śI canâ€™t leave without telling my mom.â€ť
â€śDonâ€™t worry about it. Youâ€™ll be right back. She wonâ€™t even
notice youâ€™re gone.â€ť
The girls were silent as they took the treacherous, root-
filled, dirt trails through the woods to the Andersen cabin.
David had occasionally taken Robin up on the Andersenâ€™s roof
because it was easily accessed from the ground. They would
sit on the roof and look out over the breathtaking blue
lake. Eleven year old Robin was so completely within her
smaller self that she could hear little Robinâ€™s thoughts as
if they were being spoken. â€śWill Katy dare me to jump of the
But Katy did not lead her toward the roof, rather an
unlocked shed at the back of the property. â€śOkay,â€ť Katy said
gravely, â€śThis is your dare. Get in the shed and shut the
â€śFor how long?â€ť
â€śThree minutes,â€ť Katy said.
â€śI want to go home,â€ť Robin protested.
The stringy haired girl spoke up with the kind of false,
syrupy voice usually reserved for flight attendants. â€śJust
three minutes, thatâ€™s all. Then weâ€™ll take you home to your
â€śCome on,â€ť the tanned one said, â€śthen youâ€™ll be able to tell
everyone you won a grown up game.â€ť
With this, eleven year old Robin was screaming to her six
year old self, â€śRun, run!â€ť She was desperate to break
through, but little Robin was oblivious. Instead, she moved
reluctantly toward the shed. As she opened the creaking
door, Katy roughly shoved her in and slammed the door shut.
Though there was no padlock, the door was secured with a
slat that sat in the latch. She was trapped inside.
â€śKaty! Let me out! Iâ€™m scared. I want my mom.â€ť
â€śJust three minutes, kid,â€ť Katy yelled as she circled the
shed, retrieving a large pine branch from the ground.
At this point, little Robin succumbed to full blown panic.
All sense left her. â€śMamaâ€¦ Mama!â€ť she cried as she collapsed
into a fetal position. The watcher Robin went nearly out of
her mind with grief and fear for her six year old self. She
imagined herself as a mother to this younger Robin â€“ a ghost
mother who was watching from another dimension, helpless to
save her child.
Suddenly, there was a deafening CRACK against the back of
the shed. Katy was pounding the shed with the branch! But
why? CRACK! There it came again. Robin stopped crying and
listened. A low, hum reached her ears. CRACK! The sound of
footsteps retreating, ugly laughter fading. She was alone.
What was that humming sound?
She was in there with a bee hive, and Katy had purposely hit
the shed wall to dislodge the hive.
They were swarming.
Both of the Robins shrieked in terror. The bees began to
descend on her crumpled body. She would not survive. But she
must have, thought the watcher Robin. Because I survived!
Then amazingly, little Robin sat up, cross-legged. The child
was calm even as the bees buzzed about her, landing,
bumping, stinging, falling. She put her tiny hands up in the
air and encircled her thumbs and fingers as she had earlier
to make play glasses. But this time, she kept them
interlocked, like construction paper chains for holiday
decorations. She reached up and gracefully moved her hands
to her lap. The frantic movements of the bees softened and
slowed. The deafening buzz around her became a hum that made
both Robins sleepy. Six year old Robin was a bee charmer.
The bees stopped stinging. The swarm halted. They continued
to fly around her but the panic on both sides had
evaporated. Little Robin was not well, though. She lay down
in the shed and slept.
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