This story is liable to triggering for literally anyone. 

Ho. Ly. Shit. Damn, your husband has nerves of steel.

This is terrifying.

My grandma passed away this spring - we knew it was coming, she was in her 90s and had congestive heart failure, but being stuck in place during Covid and only getting to say goodbye over FaceTime was heartbreaking. One night I couldn’t sleep - usually I pass out a little before midnight, but for some reason I was up…

I had a cat come back shortly after he died. I was browsing at the computer, saw him come around the side of the desk, “hi Merle. wait....what?” He was gone as soon as it registered he was there.

When I was 14 I worked in a doll shop on the first floor of an old colonial house.

Better to pretend they don’t exist if the intruder isn’t aware of them yet.

I mean it seems like if they're a) sleeping through everything and b) the intruder isn't yet interested in their floor then best to leave well enough alone and not alert either party to the presence of the other...the husband gradually drawing the intruder away from everyone else is pretty heroic.

Nope.

I had an odd experience the year after our Golden Retriever Lucy died.

I say ‘our’ because we originally got Lucy as a puppy for our kids, but she was really ‘my’ dog - I named her, and when I would get home from work I would call out, “Lucy I’m home!” in my best Ricky Ricardo voice, and she would come running to greet…

My best good boy ever died last summer and I was pretty heartbroken, although he was nearly 16 and a larger dog, so it wasn’t unexpected. Even still, he’d been my bestie for all those years and I got him right when I started college, so he’d been through some shit with me and I missed him. I distinctly remember having…

Holy shit I am so sorry! I cannot imagine how terrifying that was, especially worrying about yourself AND children. Lucky for that dude all he encountered was a knife and two level-headed people. I can’t say he would have been as lucky in my house. I’m glad you’ve had access to therapy and that things are getting…

I wish I had a ghost story because I love them (although I’m too much of a scaredy cat to seek anything like that out). But this is the most terrifying thing that ever happened to me.

Aww! That’s a lovely story! I have a dog story too. When I was a kid, we had a spaniel. He was called sparky, and he was very protective of me, I guess because I am disabled and and only child. It was just him and me for most of my childhood. He died when I was 20, he had cancer so had to be pts. I was heartbroken...…

Daytime hauntings are so unfair! It’s not fair for a ghost to come after you a three o’clock in a damn suburb!

Our pet dog passed away unexpectedly late last year. We grieved and were despondent for months. It literally felt like there was a gray pall over us.

My stepmum is pretty sensitive to the other side, she’ll get a look on her face in the middle of a conversation and eerily look past you, and you’ll know that she is seeing a ghostie. She’s never scared and will often just tell them to move along. This spookiness was seemingly inherited by my oldest niece, who is now…

I must confess up front this is not particularly scary - but it is definitely ghostly. It just involves my father - the sweetest man ever - so how scary is that?! Lol. I grew up in the country on a farm with horses. Since we were so remote, and the driveway to my childhood home so long, my parents had installed a…

NGL, when I read this “but I explained to her that the noise was probably the wind outside knocking twigs off the tree onto the roof.” I said to myself, “That’s why I live in a boring new suburb. No chance of twigs knocking against windows. 

This happened to me a few years ago, and I still get chills every time I think about it.