But the mum of two quickly came to regret her decision when she received a murderous threat from the spirit world.
It all started when Angela received a message from her dead father at a spiritualist meeting. She explains: "Cradling a cup of tea, I took my seat at the back of the packed hall."
A lady stood on stage at the front. She scanned the crowd, then her eyes fixed on me. 'Welcome to my world...' she began to sing, blasting out the Jim Reeves' classic at the top of her voice.
"I squirmed under her intense gaze. But then it clicked - that was my dad, Charlie's favorite song. He'd passed away 20 years ago.
"The singing stopped and the psychic said, 'Your dad has a warning for you. You're thinking about using an Ouija board, but don't. No good will come from it.' My jaw dropped open - she was right, I had been thinking about it."
Angela had been obsessed with the afterlife since she was a child and sometimes had dreams that came true.
"One night I'd dreamed my dad wouldn't be around to see the following Christmas," she says.
"A few months later he was diagnosed with cancer. He passed away soon after."
She soon developed a fascination with Ouija boards and began to read up about them.
"It was risky because there was no knowing who you may connect with. Demons and evil spirits could get through too.
"I decided that was probably what Dad was worried about. But despite his warning, I couldn't get the idea out of my head."
One night Angela's neighbors invited her over for drinks and it wasn't long before they got on to her favorite subject - the afterlife - and they decided to try using an Ouija board.
Angela says: "They'd obviously done it before because they pulled out a stack of homemade cards with letters of the alphabet and numbers written on them.
"In the flickering glow of the candlelight the three of us got cushions and sat cross-legged around the make-shift board.
"My heart thudded with excitement as we all placed our index fingers lightly on the bottom of an upturned whiskey glass they'd placed on the table.
"It began to pull in every direction. 'Who is it you want to speak too?' Robert, my neighbor, asked. "The glass started moving towards the letters, spelling out... A-N-G-E-L-A.
"The spirit wanted to speak to me. But then it spelt out, 'Die bitch'. 'That's not funny,' I said. But Robert said, 'Angela, we didn't do anything.' He snatched his finger back from the glass and we all shrieked as the living room door slammed shut on its own.
"My voice quivering, I asked, 'Who are you?' With only my finger on the glass it moved faster. 'I was murdered,' it scrawled. 'Just like you're going to be.'" Nightmare Angela asked again: "Who are you?" and the glass quickly spelt out S-A-T-A-N. She then screamed: "I'm not scared - to hell with you!"
And with that the tumbler flew off the table and smashed into the wall.
She says: "Leaping up, my neighbor slammed on the lights and blew out the candles. 'We should never do this again,' he said.
But they weren't the ones who'd been told they were going to be murdered. I needed to know more." Over the next few months Angela convinced her neighbors to try to contact the spirit again, but it never came back.
"Then one night I woke screaming and sweating from a terrible nightmare. I'd dreamed I was being attacked by a man carrying a hammer.
"That's when I knew things had gone too far. I was scaring myself to death. I'm not doing the Ouija board any more, I vowed."
The neighbors moved away and Angela tried to put the experience behind her, but the murderous message hung over her like a dark cloud.
She says: "I was scared to go out and when I did could feel someone's eyes on me." Soon afterwards she was heading out to visit her son, Darren, 28, who lived nearby.
Angela, from Kilbarchan, Renfrewshire, says: "I locked the front door of my flat, then started walking down the concrete steps in the stairwell.
"From behind me I heard a voice. 'Die bitch,' it growled. I froze at the sound of those words. "Shaking with fear, I turned to see a man in a white T-shirt, emerging from the shadows wielding a claw hammer. "
I screamed as he brought the weapon down on my head with a sickening thud. He hit me again and warm blood began trickling down my face.
"I couldn't see where my attacker was I just wanted to get away. "Drenched in blood, I made it to the front door and then collapsed. "Waking in hospital I felt confused and groggy. 'You were attacked,' a doctor explained. 'You've suffered a fractured skull.'"
She told police everything she could remember, but they could not find Angela's attacker.
Angela says: "I lived in fear that whoever it was would return and finish the job, just as the spirit had warned through the Ouija board.
"It's been six years now since the attack. No one has ever been caught and I'm still scared the spirit's prediction will one day come true.
"If I'd listened to Dad's warnings through the psychic maybe none of this would've happened. "But now I'm warning all of you - never mess with Ouija boards. You don't know what evil lurks in the afterlife."
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