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I’ve been working in mental health for over 25 years. Only 3-4 times have I ever been frightened by a client. One was a man I was doing an intake on at my very first job, 3rd shift at a psych hospital. I worked alone on the first floor, with the staff and patients on the second. I can’t even remember what the guy…

Out of all of the creepy entities in this thread, Mr. Conductor was what I thought about when I woke up in the middle of the night last night. Toys are freaky.

Love your last line. The eternal burden of a caregiver of children: to have to live with their disturbing off the cuff comments long after they forget them haha.

I’ve looked forward to this time each year for many years now, and finally am feeling brave enough to contribute. My writing style is not brilliant, so bear with me.

Over twenty years ago, my then-boyfriend and I booked a 3 week trip to South Africa. His childhood best friend was marrying a South African girl, and we would fly into Johannesburg to attend their wedding and then rent a car to travel around the country.

Shadow Man

Last year, I posted a creepy story I fondly call “The Peanut Butter and Jelly Story” which happened while my friend and I were home alone. This year I thought I would even it out with two nice ghostly visitation stories.

Creepy!

She’s so amazing and is really careful about telling you anything “negative”. I’ve referred so many people to her that I should probably be getting a commision by now haha. She does phone and zoom sessions (I’ve had a couple readings with her that way and she’s still great— no difference really). You can DM me on…

thanks for your informed opinion. i clearly remember you being there also. bye

my dog isn’t getting walked tonight because of you.

I’m not sure I’ll make it out of the grays, and if I do this post will get buried, but I still want to share. This isn’t my own story. It’s my late grandmother’s, and I remember her telling it to me only once when I was a kid. It scared the hell out of me then and it scares me even more as an adult.

a few years ago in our late 20s my boyfriend and I had booked two nights in a cheap walkers’ lodge in a tiny remote Scottish hamlet during one of our trips to the Highlands. we had planned to camp one night, stay one or two in the hostel, depending on weather, then camp some more. as it was late autumn and the…

“Oh that place’ll never rent...”

I thought about submitting this story last year, but truthfully, it felt too fresh in my mind. Even now, over a year later, I still feel a pit in my stomach when I think about it.

These stories are my favorite part of October! I always think about posting, as I have a few creepy stories, some that still horrify my husband when they’re brought up! This one is more of a tame one, but is more recent and easier to explain so here goes!

This story isn’t nearly as scary as others here, but it still creeps me out when I think about it.

A few years ago my daughter was taking skiing lessons at a place in the Shenandoah Valley about 90 minutes west of where we live (if you live in the area, you probably know where I’m talking about). You could get there…

When I was 14, my mom, my grandma, and I bought our first house. It was built for us in a brand new cul-de-sac subdivision in an old bean field on the edge of town, which had once served as a Civil War encampment site for the Union Army.