The previous owner of my grandparents’ house had a coffin made for himself, that he proceeded to hang in the upstairs bedroom. The bedroom I slept in when I visited. Damn hooks were still in the ceiling.

I was surprised that the the O’Hare airport hook up story didn’t get chosen. I thought that was one of the scariest!

So ur with ur honey and yur making out wen the phone rigns. U anser it n the vioce is “wut r u doing wit my daughter?” U tell ur girl n she say “my dad is ded”. THEN WHO WAS PHONE?

It made my day that my submission got picked! I both thank and resent my friend for sharing her terrifying story with me.

I’m so glad the badass cat hero story made the cut!! Also, not going to get any work done the rest of the day because the comments always fill up with additional stories, yay!!

In Chinese culture we believe in hungry ghosts and we even have a bunch of rituals to appease enemy ghosts that may come after us. http://www.chinahighlights.com/festivals/hungry-ghost-festival.htm I have my own story similar to yours. I spent the night with a guy who unbeknownst to me had been involved in a war…

OMG - someone else has encountered a phone ghost! I’m going to copy and paste in a story I shared a few years ago about a similar incident.

There are over 2000 posts now! I’m going to add my story, though I doubt many of you will see it.

Something very similar happened to my boyfriend when he worked at a local bar. Everyone would say the place was haunted, he didn’t believe it. There was one time when he said all the bulbs in the upstairs part of the bar broke at the same time. But the experience that made him a believer was one night when he went to…

This happened to a friend of a friend earlier this summer (as told by my friend). I’ll call her friend Jane. Jane is a nurse who works a specific shift at a local hospital and keeps a really consistent schedule. She gets up at 5am, takes a shower, and then heads off to work. Jane lives in a bungalow a block away…

The house where I grew up was pretty new - way newer than any of the other houses on the block. A typical one-story ranch house that you might see in any stretch of American suburbia. Likewise, all the furniture in the house was pretty par for the course. My room had a little-kid bed, a nightstand, a table and chairs…

My mom tells us not to talk about it, but there is something sensitive about our family. We feel things, and then we bite our tongues to prevent bothers from thinking we are nuts.

This happened several years ago, when I first moved to L.A. and rented a place in a charmingly old/frustratingly old building. I almost took the efficiency next door, but splurged and went for the studio. I’m glad I did, and not just for the stove and the small amount of extra space. 

I’d heard mumblings growing up of a strange incident involving my family and a famous murder, but my grandma refused to discuss it and I knew better than to ask around. After my great-aunt died and left behind 200 pages of memoirs, I finally got the full story.

Not so much scary, but definitely creepy, and a legendary story in my family.

When I was 30, I decided it was time for me to take my first road trip across the United States. I was young, fearless, and eager to see as much as I could. At the time I was seeing a guy who wanted to travel the first few weeks with me, and then split off when we got to New Orleans at Jazz Fest. My plan was to…

I’ve been reading these stories for a few years now, and I thought I should finally write about what happened. About the cold woman.

Uggggh mine is so long, but it always spoops people IRL. Here goes.

When I was about twelve, I went snooping through a closet and found photos of a little girl that looked like me, but seemed to have been taken a good 10 years earlier. I took the box to my mom, who told me that we would talk about it later, and to go outside to play. When I brought the pictures up later, she denied I…

Here’s the thing: cows are stupid.