girlafraid
girlafraid
girlafraid

Okay so I don’t even know how objectively scary this is, but it is very true. Growing up my parents lived in a rural and fairly isolated area. I slept in the basement with my sister, and quickly learned after a couple times yelling for my parents about giant spiders that no one would ever hear me if I screamed. So...

What did Mother do?

When my nephew Brayden was around the age of three, he had an imaginary friend who suddenly came into his life. Concho, as he called him, would often be a willing character when Brayden played “house,” would follow him to the bathroom, and would sometimes join my sister’s family at the dinner table. Brayden tended to

I was an idiot who gave a man a ride even though I could sense he was off. Nothing happened to me, but I later found out that my first impression was spot on. Thinking of a way out in a moment of panic is not an innate skill—good for you for having that power. Also--so scary. You need more stars.

About 10 years ago, I worked in a small office in the downtown of a midwestern city that has only recently seen a revival. Currently, this area is full of lofts, businesses, bars, and people having fun. At the time, though, it was dirty, full of empty buildings, and generally less pleasant after sundown. We were a

I’ve never posted before and I don’t think it will make it out of the grays but I am going to try anyway. As background, I dreamed my grandpa on my dad’s side visited me and told me to take care of our family two weeks before he passed. He had been healthy, just aging, and it was kind of a shock. We weren’t able to

It’s done! I have a PDF with 364 pages of scary stories but I’m having trouble figuring out how to disperse this thing. Help?

My grandmother grew up in an extremely small town outside of Napa Valley. There’s an intersection, a fire station, and her family’s property, and that’s it. When I was about 13 my mom, myself, and two of my cousins spent a few days there with my grandmother’s brother and his family. We were all put up in his son’s

I’m very late and will probably never make it out of the grays, but here goes! In May 2018 my now-husband, then-fiance and I stayed at a historic inn just outside of a national park. The inn is said to have a resident ghost — the former owner, who is a friendly old man. That is NOT who I encountered the night we

We lived there for 4 years. Never learned anything significant. Supposedly, the landlord’s elderly dad died there, but I have no confirmation. My sister (the one with the haunted closet) reminded me about the pots and pans that would go clanging in the night. We would look the next day and nothing in the kitchen was

I work at a theme park - a major one, you’ve definitely heard of it - and there’s no doubt in my mind that this place is haunted.

Demons Everywhere, Apparently

My first year of law school I got my first ever apartment. It was still student housing owned by the university and the size of a shoebox, but it was a huge upgrade from a dorm. It even came with a free landline phone and phone line (back when people used landlines to conserve cell phone minutes).

Have you thought about planting something like an elderberry or hawthorn tree/shrub along your property line? Both trees have a reputation for banishing/repelling evil spirits - the Elder tree is particularly good. The leaves and berries are used for protection and in breaking spells that were cast against you or to

I’ve told this story to some people before, though never online. I’m not that invested in whether people believe me or not, because I know what happened, and it was all so blatant that there isn’t any room for reading things incorrectly. Also, people write off alien stuff as cuckoo, and it falls firmly into that

I have to say I’m probably a strong skeptic believer. I don’t WANT to believe, but sometimes shit happens that leaves you puzzled.

We bought our house in 2011; it is a cozy little cottage-style house on a large lot in a small, friendly neighborhood and we love it, our street, and our neighbors, several of whom we know very well. No problems from the time we moved in until 2016. That is when the empty house next to us finally sold and new people

“Skills Include: Washing Hair with Eyes Open”

Long-time reader, first-time writer. Apologies on the length.

My family and I live north of Chicago and bought a home last year. The previous homeowner’s parents built the home (in 1986) so we thought we knew everything.

The home has a main floor, upstairs (four bedrooms), finished basement (one bedroom) and attic. The

“Lost Dog”