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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.

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,

Thanks! I really had no clue what to do — I grew up in a small farm town and this was my first time traveling abroad. Thank goodness for my friend!

Terrifying - you 100% did the right thing by not opening that door!

This was one of the most terrifying moments in my life to date, and could easily have ended quite differently.

Though not naturally an outdoorsy person, I was proud of the camping and hiking skills I’d developed in my four years at a New England college - I’d even co-led a trip in Maine! So when my roommate and I decided to do a just-us overnight hiking trip in November, I wasn’t worried.

One night my mom curled up on the couch with a book to wait for my dad to come home from a late shift at work. The book was The Exorcist. She hated scary movies but loved reading scary books.

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

We bought our house 12 years ago in a typical suburban neighborhood, nothing super exciting. After we moved in, the neighbors started coming over to introduce themselves and tell us a bit about the previous owners (the owner’s daughter was the one we met at the closing, and all she had told us was that her father had

My story is more unnerving than scary, but it is true, DOES involve a ghost, and has totally changed my understanding of spirits and what the hell they’re up to.

The panic-babble of “Someone is coming out of the pond at night and trying to get into the house and getting the back patio all muddy and it’s not ducks!” is TOO REAL!!!

About five years ago I lived in a neighborhood called Hillcrest, right above downtown San Diego. My wife, daughter and I were living in a tiny one bedroom apartment that looked like it had once been part of a larger house that got subdivided. We liked that apartment a lot. We had a little L shaped garden out of our

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.

Aunt Mary Doesn’t Believe!

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

Right before sitting down to write this story I called my sister to confirm our recollections. 30 years on, we still have the same memories of what we call “the breather.”

A very good boy?

First, I’m not a skeptic, but I am very skeptical. Our animals with both stop, stare, ears perked at the same spot in our home, and I will jokingly say you guys see a ghost? My wife will claim its her grandmother but were in new construction so who knows. So while I am not a firm believer I have seen a ghost but it

Last year, I took a trip out to the desert with some girlfriends - it was meant to be just a fun weekend away but ended up taking a dark turn as it became clear in the weeks leading up to the trip that one of the girls’ new boyfriend was an abusive creep. The rest of us made a plan to share our concerns with her,