I had a ghost cat too! It liked to sit on the stairs. I would see movement on the stairs and think it was the physical cat, then turn around and see the living cat on the sofa.

Um, this might sound kinda strange, but for a few years, I could’ve sworn that after our beloved rat Timothy passed away, I could still hear him moving around in his change, moving his wheel (he never ran on it, but his movements would cause it to squeak and turn a bit) and rattling his dishes as he rearranged his…

Some native tribes have stories of little people in North America, including my own, but we don’t talk about them that much, because it can be bad luck. Ours were known to help lost children back to their homes, but adults if they saw them, were never to speak of them. You could hear their drums in the forest…

A friend of mine told me a similar story- She said she and her dog moved into a small house in this little suburb in Northern New Hampshire, but her house was on the far edge of the condo/housing community, right up against the land of this big farmhouse (which didn’t have much land around it any more, as it had been…

Okay, I hate talking about this experience because I sound nutso, but I’ve seen little people too, in the woods of Appalachian Ohio. This town had hidden, wooden staircases in the woods, connecting low-lying parts of the town to hillier ones. I lived on top of a hill, so I had to take the stairs approximately 3 times…

Oh my god! That reminded me of one of the creepiest things that ever happened to me - I was sleeping at a new boyfriend’s apartment for the first time, and I woke up to see a little man, troll-like, staring at me. Trying to process in my sleep haze I just stared back, until he grabbed my arm and bit it! I kinda…

This just happened, on the 1st of this month.

I have three kids, they are seriously creepy little things.

What the fuck, Hamburger.

This particular story completely splits my listeners. Some of my friends are horrified; my brother became furious at ME (in a protective sort of way) when I told him it; but still others don’t see it as a big deal, or at least, do not find it the least alarming. In a few cases, people are quick to defend the non-scary…

This took place when I was about 10 years old. My mom had rather quickly filed for divorce, but she only had a part-time job and made very little money, so finding a place to stay that was affordable and available immediately was tough. A friend of hers told her that she and her husband had…

A few years ago, my then-3 year old had a fever which I was treating with baby Tylenol. I gave him his dose before bed, got distracted and walked into his room to see him holding the medicine bottle in one hand and the dropper in the other saying “I give myself a medicine!!”

Tell me about it. We didn’t really talk on the phone at all after we moved in, for obvious reasons, but he was really convinced our apartment was haunted. My cat would just stare at walls and yowl. But that might have had more to do with the squirrel nest in the crawl space. I did sage the place... a lot. He had a…

Dude. This is terrifying. There has to be more than the voice. Now that you’re married, I assume you live together? Has anything else happened?

My best friend Kevin, his girlfriend Sarah, and I were driving through a small, sparsely populated village in upstate New York, circa 1999. Often, as we’d see something from the window that caught our eye, we’d pull over and get out and explore. In this instance, we pulled over at the bottom of a hill around dusk to…

Okay, so this is the first real life thing to freak me out in a long time. Here it goes.

I’ve had very odd dreams about people after they died. When my grandmother died, I had constant dreams about her. We were so close that at the funeral many of our family friends came up to me specifically to give their condolences and say things like “I know this must be especially difficult for you, she loved you so…

I run often, on trails when I can, especially during our deep South summers, where any shade is a blessing. I usually run with our two huskies, who look like wolves and who I consider to be a pretty damn good deterrent to anyone who might bother me when we’re out.

While i was doing my degree, I had to do some fieldwork, and this entailed spending some time in a quaint UK village for a few weeks. The natives were quite welcoming and it made a nice change from normal coursework, so it was fine.

However, right away, I noticed the villagers were a bit odd about some things. For…

This is less scary and just paranormal..