danceswithdweebs
Jan K
danceswithdweebs

I grew up in the heart of San Francisco in the 1980s and 1990s in a house that was notoriously haunted. My parents purchased the property with no knowledge of the deaths and happenings that had driven away other residents. Eventually, through the stories we gleaned from others and our own spooky experiences, we came

I used to work for a movie theatre. From the first day, when you'd walk in, you could feel a palpable difference in the air from the outside. It was bristling with hostility and, I noticed, it seemed to create a lot of unnecessary bickering and fighting amongst the employees. I was a manager and would work in the

Confession: I am an atheist that believes in the paranormal. In large part, my disbelief in God stems from an upbringing in a Baptist church in which I witnessed people doing incredibly abhorrent things to one another (some could actually BE my spooky story). All of this in the name of God? Pass. Also, the

Ah! I am so excited that the sharing of spooky stories has returned. My story isn't a ghost story per se, but it was one of the strangest most uncomfortable experiences I've ever had.

But again I'll point out, a Black Student Union in the opposite situation would be perfectly acceptable. It's ok to have a Congressional Black Caucus but not a Congressional White Caucus. It's ok to have a Hispanic Student Association but not a White Student Association. It's ok to have an Asian Chamber of Congress

Virgina is the creeps. I didn't believe in ghosts until I realized THAT WAS WHAT CAUSED ALL THE WEIRDNESS IN OUR HOUSE! I was a kid an all like, "People who believe in ghosts are just full of imagination. They don't exist No scientific proof. blahbklahblah.."

That sounds likely. I remember one show where they were investigating a former battlefield (Gettysburg I think?) and they said that some of the marching soldier ghosts that people were seeing could just be residual hauntings, like they were just major events from the past that kept replaying day after day. I won't

I am a recovering-Catholic agnostic who wields logic like a goddamn truncheon. But weird shit happens, and it's easy to say "oh it's mass hysteria!" or something equally condescending until you experience it. I told a few stories, but the one in particular about my friend Garry's "ghost cat" really is inexplicable.

My house has never been haunted, but I do have a bit of a habit of being a weirdness magnet.

I have a nice one, told by my father. Pops, as a bit of background, served two tours with the Marines in the mid 60's in Vietnam, and returned to the states to put in a few more years of service before retiring for civilian life. The man is afraid of nothing, and due to his military time, is incredibly logical,

Yeah. I am currently living in a one-bedroom unit in a boring one-floor yellowbrick 1970s strata. Try haunting that, spooky fucker.

So this isn't my story but the guys who told me this are all very trustworthy so I believe it. I'm from a small town in west Texas that's in the middle of nowhere with nothing to do. This part of Texas has been in a drought for 30 years so it's desert like. Tumble weeds and everything. At night it can be pretty

I hesitate to submit this, as it is really lame after reading all these stories, but here goes: I am 100% certain that the cat I owned from the age of 10 to 24 visits me all the time. Ever since she passed, I will be lying down to sleep and feel a cat jump on the bed, take a few steps, then curl up at the foot of the

"ONCE A PAIR OF HANDS CRAWLED OVER THE EDGE OF HER BED"?!

Oh, I trust the dogs. Always trust the dogs.

Right after a very intense break up with my boyfriend of six years (not to mention the only boyfriend I'd ever had) my sister and I (along with my small dog) moved into an apartment together.

Debated telling this story (generally dont tell it cause I swear some ppl will think I am crazy) but here goes

@BlondesHaveMoreFun: I've noticed this too! I assume it's the whole afterlife thing.

@minniebaninnie: actually i read once that some people back in the eighties did a study and found that a lot of people mistake fear for arousal because it has a lot of the same symptoms (sweaty palms, tightness in stomach, etc.)