It’s early fall, 2017. We had just fully fenced and added gardens to our backyard, including a lovely fairy path on a narrow stretch of dirt that separated our property from the apartment complex next door. With tall grasses, flowers, and stepping stones it made a magical little space that my daughter loved to run…

Ice Storm

When I was 11, my family moved into the house my parents live in to this day. I didn’t move out until my early 30s, so I spent a lot of years there. Over those years, I had what I now know is called “felt presence” sleep paralysis fairly often. I don’t remember when it started, but it happened so regularly in my…

Let me just preface this by saying I’m not a writer so please bear with me…

I had the great delight, many years ago, to be able to stay at a villa in Menorca. It was a beautiful old adobe building built in the 1600's. There was a brick oven and a small outdoor pool looking out over an orange grove. My boyfriend’s Polish parents, long since passed, had bought it back in the 50's and the family…

As an anxious child, I’d wake up several times overnight to use the bathroom. This happened so often and for so long that my parents forbid me from turning on the lights because it would wake them up. 

I live in Wales, and the Welsh word for grandfather is Tadcu. My daughter has sadly never known either of her grandfathers as they passed away before she was born. My father had polio as a child, and as a consequence lived with a very pronounced limp for the rest of his life, having to wear an orthopaedic shoe.…

911 From the Other Side 

The Man That Wasn’t or, Another Black Dog Story

In 2012, my relationship with my child’s father deteriorated and I moved to another state with my child. The only people I knew in the state were somewhat estranged family, so I didn’t have any friends or much access to other people outside of work.

When I was 5 or 6, back in the early 80s, I lived in a small, relatively rural mill town. My cousins lived a block down from me and there was a neighborhood corner store at the end of their block called Cricket’s Corner.

Long ago, before everyone had dating apps on their phone, us gay boys would sit at our desktop computers and try and meet guys for sex on sites like Manhunt and DudesNude.

Last year my husband and I visited the Grand Canyon. Originally we had planned on lodging at one of the modest hotels within the park for our three night stay. When we checked in at the El Tovar Hotel, the park’s historic hotel, we were told we got an upgrade to stay this hotel, and even better, in the Presidential…

When I was 6 (1981 California), I had an experience with a Raggedy Andy doll. It was terrifying. In my teens during spooky story time at hangouts I would tell the story. The part of my experience that led 6 year old me to finally scream became the jump scare part in my retelling. I would jump up to a person near me,…

In 2010 I moved into an old Victorian with some friends in San Francisco. There were five of us and my cat, lovely group, lots of dinners, hangs and parties.

Ok, so this story definitely falls into the “kids say the creepiest things” catagory, but there’s a helluva coda at the end of it, so stay with me. I promise every word of this true. This is what took me from ghost agnostic to believer.

The Little Boy with the Brown Coat

Not necessarily super spooky, but it really scared me at the time!

My sophomore year of college I moved out of an awkward rooming situation and was set up in a temporary “emergency single” that the university kept open. After the ordeal I had with my former roommates, I was excited to have a room all to myself.

I attended a small college on the East Coast in the late 2000s. The college has always had, and still has to this day, quite a reputation for being haunted; the campus would hold ghost tours in the fall, and as an eighteen-year-old, this was a selling point for me. While some of the older buildings on campus were old…