Mentally unstable people can be very scary.

When the phone lines lit up, I got chills!

BEACHTOWN

Here are a few of my spooky encounters over the years:
-One summer when I was in law school, I worked at a small law firm whose offices were in a 100+ year old house. It was a very small firm, and the offices of the attorneys, paralegal, and assistants were spread out over the whole house. And I knew every person that…

I screamed when I put the pieces together. 

I look forward to this all year! Nothing brings the spooks quite like this community. I’ve thought about writing up my story for years now, but I always put it off. The first part is mine, and the second part happened to my best friend, who I can vouch for - she doesn’t really believe in the paranormal, but can’t…

What if…

My mom’s *crazy*.

Ohhhh, this happened to me too! I live in a loft in a 120-year-old school building, which also happens to have been built on land that was once part of Denver’s oldest cemetery before it was dug up and turned into parks and residential areas in 1898, desecrating many of the bodies, and leaving thousands *in the…

We moved into a new to us house 6 months ago. There are 2 large bedrooms upstairs, and 2 small bedrooms on the main floor. My husband and I take one of the upstairs bedrooms and our 2 year old daughter is in the other. Since moving in, she’s been a bad sleeper - up several times during the night, sometimes crying,…

This was start-to-finish fantastic, thank you so much for sharing with us. I imagine how scared you were about getting caught for hiding that notebook but truly, thank goodness you did or perhaps this story could have been so much worse. I’m also so sorry about what happened to Sharon.

This isn’t scary in the slightest but thought I’d share anyway. My Mum died 12 years ago following a short but very vicious fight with cancer. On the morning she passed (she insisted on being at home the whole time during her illness) we were able to be there when she took her last breath. A few hours later, after the…

A few evenings ago, my three-year old son was staring past me with a furrowed brow and asked who was the scary lady with black hair who lived in the bookcase? I damn near pissed myself. I looked and nothing was there, fortunately. He asked again last night who was the dark lady in the bookshelf, and my blood ran cold.…

When I was in high school, I worked at an event space that was part of my town’s park district. It was a 12,000 square foot mansion built in the early 1910s, which was owned for many years by a Chicago industrialist who left the property to his orphaned, penniless niece. She eventually deeded it to the town in…

This is beautifully told, chilling and heartbreaking. . . even before the tragic ending, my heart ached for little smoochiebear and how girls are still routinely expected to sacrifice their own childhoods to raise little brothers and and to diminish their own light. . .

It’s the 80s it’s Halloween on a weekday and I, being the oldest and a girl, am responsible for taking 2 younger brothers trick or treating, along with 2 young sons of my parents’ friends. My parents and the kids’ parents are at our house playing cards and and smoking cigarettes.

My favorite aunt “Laura” killed herself several years ago. 

I was always a weird kid. Quiet, anxious, always thinking I heard voices in the night or saw shadows cross my room. As I grew up, I started having — not visions, really, but maybe premonitions?

I posted about the haunted house that I live in a few years ago (https://jezebel.com/1838851052)

I once waited for my dad to come to the kitchen for breakfast after I heard the familiar pat-pat-pat of footsteps on the staircase. When he didn’t show up, I went to look at the stairs—the light was off, just as if he had indeed turned it off as he came downstairs. He’s alive and well, though. I thought it was pretty…