So when I was barely twenty years old I was travelling with a small group of people through China, and we were spending about two months in Qinghai province, which used to be part of Tibet. Our destinations was a specific town to teach English, but we'd been stopping often in towns and small cities along the way. One…

In my twenties I shared a townhouse with my best friend (I'll call her Jill). There was a third room, and we found ourselves in need of a roommate right at the exact moment that another girl appeared, in need of a room (I'll call her Psycho Hose Beast, or PHB for short).

This story might be more of a mystery then spooky but here goes.

My story is really really simple compared to the rest, and is most likely to be attached to a reasonable, psycho-neurological explanation....almost embarrassingly so. However, it's my only real brush with the spirit world and for sentimental reasons, remains important to me:

I HAVE ONE. Except its more real-life creepy instead of ghost-creepy. But I SHIT YOU NOT this is real. And its one of the reasons I am now a citizen of paranoid city.

Not a ghost story, because he's still alive:

Don't downplay it. If you're not a professional writer, you should be. (I am one.)

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Two stories (about me and one about a friend) but first a little background on me. My mother is a hippie spiritual type who 100 percent believes in pretty much all the supernatural and never hid that from me as a child (sage burning exorcisms, ghost children living with us and all). I was so scared of ghosts (bump in…

This story isn't scary, more supernatural/sad and I get tears in my eyes typing this. A year ago in September, a woman who was like a mother to me (we'll call her Elaine) suddenly died from lung cancer at around age 84. It was a confusing time because she had never smoked a cigarette in her life, nor was it…

And just because we enjoy dancing to an artist's song doesn't mean we can't also call them out when they say or do misogynistic things.

My father was in the Air Force when we were growing up- so due to that we spent a few years in England. I'd always been fasinated by ghost stories and the super natural- but never had any reason to believe it was more than fantasy. Living in England certainly changed that.

I have a strange one.

Oh God, this thread again...Is these some sort of 12 step program for people who read stuff online that they KNOW is bad for them? Because I need help. This is the forth year I'm having to turn on all the lights and tell my boyfriend (who is asleep) that I'm too afraid to go brush my teeth because the hallway is dark.…

I was 13 years old babysitting for a 10 month old baby. I put him to bed no problem and go back into the living room to watch TV. It's maybe 7 pm, parents due back at 11. I'm pretty paranoid about sleeping babies so I go back every maybe 20-30 minutes to make sure the kid is still breathing. At around 9 I check on…

So, anyway, I was nineteen, and I had problems. I had pretty much been depressed and angry since I could remember, and going to university cut me off from my support system of family and friends. My freshman year, things came to a head in the form of a godawful cliche: my high school boyfriend came home on…

This is spooky, rather than blood-curdlingly terrifying. It happened about ten years or so ago, maybe a bit longer. My family has been on the service crew of a Scout campsite outside London for many years, so we grew up around this site and got to know it pretty well. The campsite backs onto Biggin Hill Airport,…

I tried to get birth control in Texas. The end.

As a very young child I used to dream that I was in a very large empty room on an operating table being observed by a very tiny window high up on the wall. I would then dream that I was being wheeled about in a pram with a false bottom as an experiment. The thing is I was way to young to have any idea what this was.…

Thankfully, I have no stories to tell, but I REALLY look forward to this every year. IT IS TIME!