Fascinating, thanks for sharing!

That’s so interesting and frustrating. Like you know strong smells could mean something but you’re not sure what until after the fact.

THAT NOID STORY!!!!

I was visiting NYC from Poland a year ago. It’s my first time in the U.S. I was curious to see the Big Apple. My long-lost family lived somewhere in NJ, but I didn’t know anything about them. While I was certainly impressed by the city architecture, there was an experience that stuck with me more than anything. It was…

Seriouslyyyy

I don’t know any one in touring bands (at least at the level of playing small clubs and driving their own van from gig to gig) who expect to have a bed to themselves, let alone separate hotel rooms for each member of the band. My husband and I regularly let bands crash at our place, and they’re so excited to not be…

It’s a famous line from Walt Whitman’s Song of Myself.

These are all much better than the winning ones but still, this year’s crop wasn’t particularly creamy, was it? My personal favourites remain the little girl in the bathroom story from like 2012 and the Venka story, which somehow didn’t win despite being SO fucking scary and beautifully written. 

Yeah that’s the general consensus :)

I think this proves it... helium is sentient. Maybe it’s planning a big revenge on us all. It doesn’t want to be in Mylar. It. Wants. To. Be. Inhaled. 

First, in spite of these being the also-rans, they’re all way better than that thrift store lady getting a murder confession. Second, the Lassen County one sounds like Walker Lake and it is indeed creepy as hell sometimes. Fond memories of driving my Subaru wagon along those dirt roads between there and Almanor. 

Get. Rid. Of. The. Box.

My friend has a balloon story very similar to the one here.... Her boyfriend bought her a mylar balloon for her 21st birthday. She and I were sitting on the couch when were heard a slow, scraping sound. The balloon was dragging along the ceiling, out of her bedroom, down a hallway, and into the room were were in, only…

iChill’s story feels so simple and straightforward that I don’t doubt its veracity. I feel like the vast majority of ghostly encounters are similarly banal (but no less...haunting). 

The last one is a big fat nope. NOPE.

Just a friendly PSA: Civil War battlefields are all haunted. Visit at your own risk!

The House on Sue

I used to hear breathing like that coming from the closet of one of my old apartments. It was a loft-style apartment, so the breathing would kind of echo around the whole place, but it very definitely originated from the closet.

... I spent a lot of nights downstairs on the sofa in front the TV, is what I’m saying.

P.S.…

Literally any place I go. Could be that I’m just some type of magnet, could be I’m just stroking out and don’t know it. Either way, it’s made for some terrifying and interesting experiences. 

I believe you. We’ve experienced enough weirdness that whenever we hear stories like yours we don’t discount them. The breathing thing resonates with me because I distinctly recall a couple of instances when my husband and I were in bed, just talking companionably. During a lull in the conversation I heard deep, even…