This isn’t my own story, but my dad’s - and my dad isn’t a liar. He’s experienced a lot of wild things taking odd jobs out on the road throughout his twenties, but this story happened right in my Indiana hometown when my mom was pregnant with my older sister. We lived in the country, and there was a hairpin turn on…

When I was 9, my family moved to a small, ranch style house in a very rural suburb on Lake Erie. The last house we lived in was over 100 years old, and my family has personal ghost stories about little things they’d seen and heard while they lived here, but for my little sister and I, this new house would be the home…

When I was a kid, in the summers my family would visit my grandfather’s cabin, located in a remote area in the woods in northern New England. The nearest neighbor at that time was about 5 miles down the road. The cabin was just yards from a lake ideal for fishing and boating, and I suppose you could say that the area…

It was 2003 and I had just moved to Chicago for a job. I didn’t know anyone but I was in my early 20s and always wanted to live in a big city. I worked in the suburbs, but I found an apartment in a somewhat-nice neighborhood on the north side of the city and after a few months I felt settled in.

“Ghosts in the Walls”

“December 1941"

About 11 years ago, myself, my husband and our one-year-old daughter moved into a house on a quiet cul-de-sac in a great neighbourhood. The house had been built in the 70’s and had not been updated, so inside it wasn’t overly attractive, but it was spacious with a nice little yard and it was affordable. Weird things…

Not supernatural, but scary (and true) as fuck. This has been on my mind after the stories of that young woman killed by someone who worked at her apartment complex.

I’ll preface this by saying I’m a skeptic-as much as I’d like supernatural things to exist, I find it hard to believe. I’m sure there’s a logical explanation for what I encountered, but that doesn’t stop it from being the weirdest fucking thing I’ve ever experienced.

I’ve crossed past with serial killers 3 times in my life. All are horrific and one was even turned into a made for TV movie. Of the three, this story is the most frightening.

This happened 30 years ago. My dad and two friends were on a backpacking trip to a remote region of the Medicine Bow Wilderness. It was a quick, uneventful weekend trip, and the two friends actually left early Sunday morning to get home because they had to work the next day (it’s about a 2 hour hike in from the canyon…

From ages four to fourteen, I lived in an old brick house in a college town in central Texas where almost everything was new construction. It was in a pretty ritzy part of town, and even there it stood out with its “circa 1925" bronze plaque next to the front door. My parents were professors at the local…

I shared this last year, but it got buried.

Over twenty years ago, my then-boyfriend and I booked a 3 week trip to South Africa. His childhood best friend was marrying a South African girl, and we would fly into Johannesburg to attend their wedding and then rent a car to travel around the country.

I posted this last year hours before the deadline. Doubt many people saw it so I thought I’d post again. Hope that’s cool.

In the late 90’s we moved into this waterfront property on an island directly across from Seattle. There was an ageing pier at the end of our road, and across from us was a retirement home which used to be a boarding school. The original dormitory building still stood, now abandoned, and next to that was an empty and…

I rarely tell this story, because people just chalk it up to the weed and wine, but I was pretty clear-headed when it happened. What I saw may not qualify as a ghost, but it was something. Anyhow.

Growing up my family moved a lot. All within the same town. My parents had their own business building custom homes and for our family they would build a nice house and we would live in it until it sold. By the time I was 18 I had moved 30 times, mostly in the same town. Just from house to house. I mention this because…

I submitted this last year but it was way too late... so here goes again

What’s In the Bucket?