The Window

Been reading this for years, and finally putting my own down! This story takes place a few years back, but my memory of this afternoon is incredibly crisp, even though the rest of the year was something of a haze…

Midnight Movers

I think this is my first story! And it’s not scary, so much as sweet. And if anyone I know reads this thread, hi, it’s definitely me.

The house I lived in from age 8-18 was 100% haunted.
The house was two stories – built into the side of a hill. My room was upstairs in the old part of the house (it was about 50 years old when we moved in) and my parents were downstairs in the added-on part of the house – the add-on jutted out over the hill incline…

I posted this in years past and got stuck in the grays, but here goes:

The Man....

I’ve never had a paranormal experience of my own (probably for the best — it’s like they know I’d freak out and thus have gone easy on me), but I collect other people’s; my favorite icebreaker is to ask whether someone’s had a run-in with the paranormal. The all-time creepiest response (with photo evidence) came from…

TW for mention of suicide.

In the mid 90's I worked as part of an engineering team for one of the major telecoms that bid on state-sponsored Relay Service for Hearing Impaired customers. If we won a state, we built a call center there with the necessary technology. It meant living in a hotel for a couple of weeks, for my team. One member of my…

This happened to the ex-boyfriend of my cousin Alex. His family had just purchased a home in San Angel, a neighborhood in Mexico City filled with history and old houses. Among other things, it was site to the mass hanging of men belonging to Saint Patrick’s Battalion.

I enjoy this feature every year and I always think I should share my story but never do...this year, I am going to tell it!

This is about an uncle who was a real-life rocket scientist. He worked on the rocket fuel formula that got men to the moon. He was my favourite uncle, my father figure as my own was indifferent to me at best. It was a horrible shock when he got colon cancer. He married into my father’s family but was such a good guy…

The Voice in the Basement

I’ve shared this before, but it was lost in the grays and/or posted too late, so I’ll give it another shot.

A little help from the other side:

I grew up in a really small town in the early 90s. It was the kind of town where there was still a local dairy and you could get deliveries from it for milk, butter, ice cream, etc. It was kind of a sign your family was upper middle class if you got these deliveries instead of buying the cheaper stuff from the grocery…

In the August of 2012 my dad killed himself. Earlier in the year he’d had open heart surgery and was never quite the same after. Then he broke his jaw and a business partner screwed him over in a major way. He’d struggled with mental health issues for years but all those things combined broke his spirit. In July it…

The Watcher

I told this story here years ago, but I was reminiscing with my son the other night and was reminded of what happened when we lived in our former house.