I’ve told a different story or two before but honestly this is the last I’ve got. Plus I’m doing it in the month so late I’m not sure many will see it.

So, I know this one isn’t a big deal, but I haven’t liked writing / revisiting it, and am kinda glad I’m posting super late so maybe it won’t really get seen and I won’t get in trouble with who/whatever was in that fucking house.

A shameless reply to my own story - I was telling a friend (who is a South African military vet and evangelical Christian, ie he has seen some dark shit) about the latest Henry shenanigans. He works about half a mile from the building, which is next door to a spiritualist church.

Probably a bit late, and has no real narrative structure. (Thank goodness.)

On Friday night I decided to go do a ghost tour double date with my husband, a co-worker, and her boyfriend. My husband and I got there early and it was a really wonderful set-up- revolutionary war fort out of the city with super old buildings, a campfire, a drinks station, an outdoor movie theater (tragically playing…

Not sure if my story fits in here, but it still gives me the creeps all these years later, so thought I’d share it.

Miserable haunted house

I posted late sometime in one of the Halloweens of the pandemic blur but was inspired to post again because it feels like there aren’t as many this year? Getting the creeps already thinking about this.

I knew EXACTLY where you were talking about before you named the river. I lived up the mountain in Piney View for most of my life - my daddy grew up around Quinimont and Prince and we were always on New River. My boyfriend from my teen/early adult years and his cousins/friends used to party down there - boyfriend had…

The Black Dog

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…

I started Googling “Jezebel scary stories 2022" every day the last week of September so I didn’t miss it.

My mom’s *crazy*.

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.

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?

Godspeed my friend

Over the first lockdown, I decided to download a sleep tracker and take my sleep hygiene more seriously, as I’ve had interrupted sleep since childhood. It wasn’t hard to use—- I’d tell the tracker I was going to sleep, put it beside me, and then turn it off on the morning.

Okay, I’ll try to make a brief one that’s not as scary as others, just mildy interesting and mysterious. I’ll also preface this with - I am NOT a great writer.

Murder Suicide House