When I was 18, I lived with my (now ex) boyfriend in a basement apartment in a town in Wyoming. It was not a happy time in my life for various reasons (boyfriend was abusive, I was pregnant with his child) but it also didn't help that the apartment was creepy as shit. Even for a basement apartment, it was unusually…

I had a somewhat similar experience that I posted the year that Hurricane Sandy took down the Gawker servers and I felt like a jerk for being sad about the loss of my ghost stories.

I'll try! Curarendos are Mexican/Hispanic folk healers, and are very much respected in the Hispanic culture along the southwest Texas border. Older members of my family (I'm third generation Texan, family came from Mexico) and other friends of friends I know go to both actual doctors and see curanderos. Curanderos…

Ghost kitty!

I thought this was a sweet story, unless it was a real person sneaking into your home to tuck you in, or something creepy like that. Because, in your mind, your grandfather wasn't a tall man, he was short. Short since he was sitting, but in your mind that was the height he came up to in all the pictures you'd seen of…

I'll add one more thing that happened over the summer...

OK, so I should preface this by saying that I am one of the most skeptical people on Earth. Whenever I hear any ghost-related stories, I look for the most logical answer. However, I have had a few experiences recently that I honestly just can't explain. Here's one of them.

Okay, I rarely do this but I thought I'd share an event that happened to me about ten years ago, I was about fourteen years old and lived in an old house that was built just after the war and according to the blueprints at the library, on top of a site where a bomb hit - Anyway, when we moved in, the woman who sold…

This isn't a ghost story, but it does still scare the shit out of me nearly 15 years later….

This happened when I lived in San Francisco. My husband and I lived in a really old but beautiful building. Bay windows, hardwood floors, etc., but it was very old and hadn't really had any updates made to it. Before we got it we were having a hard time finding a place in our budget and we desperately had to get out…

Eeeeeeeeeeee, holy shit. Funeral homes should never ever be repurposed as houses, WHO WOULD DO THAT?

This stories about a friend of a friend. It's short but it terrified me when heard it. This girl my friend was friends with went out to a bar near her flat with some friends one night. She went to order a drink and realised she had left her ID in her flat. She didn't live very far away so she just ran over there to…

Sixth grade. My parents and my older brothers and I moved to a new house a couple towns away from the one I grew up in. As per usual with creepy ass houses before you know just how creepy they are, my parents got this huge 5 bedroom house for a steal. It had a weird almost-circular layout, with giant foyer that…

Okay,

A few years ago I was staying at a writing retreat in the south of Ireland. Gorgeous old manor house, lovely rooms, charming people - but there was no TV, no internet, no phone signal. The only things to do other than write was spend all night talking and drinking, go skinny dipping in the lake with the swans or go…

My grandfather (Papaw) died in a car accident when I was still an infant. Naturally, my mother - always a Daddy's girl - tried to insure that I had some idea and concept of him growing up. We had dozens of photos of Papaw and my grandmother around our home, and I spent my very early childhood with a solid idea of what…

My family moved from LA to the Inland Empire in the summer of 1989, an incredibly hot summer. We went from a tiny 2-bedroom house where I shared a room with two brothers to a big two–story where I got my own room. We were so happy to move in. But we heard a lot of noises in our new, big house. I was told that big…

I have been re-reading all the old stories today in anticipation of this thread! This year I actually have one to contribute.

My mom let the guy who kidnapped Elizabeth Smart sleep on her front lawn a couple times. (Pre-Elizabeth Smart kidnapping he was a local character nicknamed Homeless Moses.) I wasn't there at the time but my two little sisters were living with her.

Scary Story?... okay