Dionysia8
Dionysia8
Dionysia8

This wins! I haven’t read them all, but this is the only one of the hundreds I have read that has police officers verifying that something is wrong, but a lack of human explanation.

I don’t know that I’d still be living in that house, to be honest. Is your daughter okay? 


Oh my god!!!!! The crawling part made me shudder

Long-time reader, first-time writer. Apologies on the length.

My family and I live north of Chicago and bought a home last year. The previous homeowner’s parents built the home (in 1986) so we thought we knew everything.

The home has a main floor, upstairs (four bedrooms), finished basement (one bedroom) and attic. The

While I was reading and before I got to this last paragraph, I had also pictured you with a cat.

This is, of course, because I am a lifelong cat-haver, but the entire time I was reading your story, I kept thinking, “how can you lock the door every night with the cat in there with you, what if he wants to get out?” Interesting how it ended with a ghost cat!

I went to college in a small colonial era town in a rural area on the east coast. My senior year, I lived off campus in an apartment by myself. I loved living alone, every part of it: shopping in the nearby farmer’s market, cooking my own meals, having silly themed cocktail parties, smoking a joint in the living room

Where I grew up there are a lot of little towns dotting the mountains. I loved driving up through the forests and checking out historical bridges, small quaint towns with less than 20 citizens and most of all cemeteries.

“Caller ID”
 
About twenty years ago I was part of a Buddhist community in New Haven Ct. It was fine for a short time, but ultimately disintegrated due to the Lama not being able to keep his dick in his pants. I stayed for about 3 years as a non resident, but some people lived at the center, did long retreats and took

Me too! Apparently my little one sees him a lot. She talks about "the ghost" and says he's silly and he does show her all the flowers, clovers and spiderwebs and even caterpillars. She babbles to him when I think she's talking to me but she's talking to him. I wish I had known him when he was alive. I know he adopted

Thank you. It took awhile to get away from him because the army closed ranks to protect him and he never saw any kind of punishment for what he did to me. Thankfully, once I fled back to my home state, I haven’t heard from him since save for his incoherent ramblings and threats when he locates my new phone number. But

I am so glad you are safe now and out of your abusive situation. 

the crawlspace with a drain creeped me out. what kind of “work” was that man doing in there?! *shudders*

My mother was killed and I went to see a psychic last year. I did that whole thing - didn’t tell her my last name, emailed from a random address, gave her no info. The first question the psychic asks me is “Is your mother still here?” Eventually, after we established that my mom died, she said to tell me she’d been

All the cats in the neighborhood showing up in our backyard and yowling for two days when we decided to try out keeping the cats in the laundry room at night (the outside cats went away when we stopped putting the cats in the laundry room)

The Rollaway

*cracks knuckles* I have a few stories to share so sit tight!

I don’t want to think about that.  My rational brain tells me it was her and she died shortly thereafter.  My Halloween brain tells me differently.

“Grandma”

Our house is probably haunted. We don’t talk about it often because my husband and I share the philosophy that the more attention you give to something the more energy and power you give it. If we spent a lot of time thinking about how haunted the house might be, we would probably see more evidence because we’d