Holy. Fuck.

I have zero scary stories because every time anything gets remotely spooky I nope out, or grab a cricket bat and DEAL WITH IT. I will not be the queer who always dies in a horror movie.

I hope I’m not too late, or too gray! But anyway here is my spoooookkkkyyyyy story.

I was recently staying at a wellness resort retreat in the desert. I don’t want to say the name because it’s truly delightful, but it’s like one of those place where white women go to do yoga and eat organic food and get Ayurveda massages. They also have a lot of things there that would maybe be considered mysticism.…

Hi. I’ve been reading this scary story series for years but have never taken the time to tell my story:

It’s not too earth shattering: my great-grandmother could always tell when someone had died before you went to tell her (she didn’t have a phone for most of her life). There were also a few other innocuous “tricks” she could do (like levitate a north-facing window, don’t ask me, I never saw it). What’s creepy is that,…

In 2014 after Husband took the bar exam, we decided to do a road trip from Los Angeles up to Seattle, trying to stay on the coast as much as possible. It was an amazing trip. We mostly stayed in airbnb’s that were a little offbeat, a sailboat in someone’s backyard, a cabin at a trapeze school (scary also but not the…

I will start this off by saying I do not believe in ghosts or spirits or the afterlife, but I experienced something a few years ago that spooked me to the core and still gives me the chills when I think about it today. I was living in an apartment in the Flatbush area and had been there for a few years with no issues…

Early Fall 1974

Nah, it’s just not original or clever. Note that this was posted more than an hour before your opus.

I was in Guatemala on a class trip, and it was our last night in Antigua before we left the next morning back to the states. My class was staying in a hotel that was once a hospital during a war, years and years ago. I was sitting in the courtyard journalling alone late at night, everyone else had gone to bed.

every year someone does this. yawn. we KNOW. that’s why we like this.

My family bought an old farm house (scroll to page 12) on the Northern Neck of Virginia back in 2008, and it was far and away the spookiest place I have ever been.

I got into a fight with my boyfriend one night. For some reason we left my apartment to go to his new place we were both moving into even though there wasn’t any furniture in it it. We argued more and boned on the floor and argued more and then decided we should go back to my place so we could sleep in a bed. We were…

Between that landlord story and binging “Unbelievable” this past weekend I’m definitely going to get stronger locks for my house.

I’m glad you were able to do that for the presence. 

The scariest thing that ever happened to me was not supernatural which is odd because I grew up in a haunted house. But it was a house that was haunted by an old lady ghost who would do things for me like get me a glass of juice or if I sat up in my bed in the middle of the night and asked for it. Not like she’d bring…

My father has always been a history buff, specifically interested in The Battle of Little Bighorn. He began collecting items related to that time in history when I was in Jr. High, including uniforms, swords, a battle flag, letters and photos. He now frequently loans out to museums and historical societies, but for…

There should also be a rule to not make the same stupid Trump jokes like the last 2 years. They have been a stain on the scary stories post.

There goes my work productivity...