Jackson was built on the high ground, 90% of the dungeon/basement is underground and then there are this little window-like openings at the top.

Oh nooooooooooooooo.

;)

*looks up from reading all the stories in the comments*

Oh, snap. I think the scariest stories are the stories of real life and “could have beens.”

HOLY CRAP! THAT IS TERRIFYING ON MULTIPLE LEVELS! FOR HER! FOR YOU! FOR HER!

A person might think she writes for a living ;) (I agree)

This truly happened to me, and maybe I should have contacted the police about it but I didn’t. I try not to think about it.

“Frankly, the creepiest stories I ever heard from him were how his step-son would sleepwalk with his eyes open, often wandering into their room and just standing there next to the bed.”

You win. Gaaaaaaah.

Poaching two stories from people I know:

Jesus fucking Christ!

DO I READ ALL THE STORIES IN THE COMMENTS NOW

One day, my older sister had a bunch of friends hanging out at our house. They were looking for something to do before going out for the night, so out came the Ouija board. The curtains were shut, the lights turned off, and I was given the job of sitting on the couch and holding the flashlight so they could see what…

My family lived in this house in NJ once. My father thought it looked evil, with Amnityville Horror windows. The backyard faced an empty field and beyond that was an old graveyard from around the time the town was founded in the last 1600s. Really pretty headstones.

Gah! (<— only response I’m capable of making at this time)

My parents live in the house where my grandmother’s good friend lived until the day she died. (Peacefully, of old age-type stuff).

My scary story -

Over the summer I took my son and his friend on a ride at the local fair. My son has Down syndrome, which is relevant to the story in that he doesn’t have the sort of fantastical imagination of his peers. Said differently, he doesn’t make shit up. As we were sitting waiting for the attendant to buckle everyone in my…