I always love staying at historic hotels, which usually come with at least one ghost story. I was psyched when my spouse’s friend had a wedding in Lewisburg, WV and booked a block of rooms for guests at the historic General Lewis Inn. Of course I googled around for ghost stories in advance - the hotel is known to have…

I moved into a new apartment in Manhattan’s East Village in 2018. It was a huge upgrade for me, and it really is special. It’s kind of a carriage house building with only five apartments and you have to walk through another building to get to it. There is an adorable little courtyard with trees and flowers, and I even…

This story belongs to my dad, but I was present for it- albeit in my mom’s belly. My dad worked transporting buses across the country and taking odd jobs for a big part of his twenties, and by the time he married my mom, he’d experienced more strange happenings than the average person. But this story happened in his…

When I was 12, every night for close to two months someone would knock on my bedroom window. It was usually after 11 p.m. and before 2 a.m. and, at the beginning, would wake me from a dead sleep to where I thought I was dreaming. A few times I even heard the knocking in my dreams and then woke up and the knocking was…

Suspenseful, but this reads like fiction.

I’ve been reading these for years and finally shared my favorite ghost story from my youth hours before posts closed last year, so I’m posting again ...

My folks bought a large farm house built in 1924 the summer before I started 3rd grade (1984ish). My mom, brother and I had been gone all summer at her folks on the east coast, and my dad and some friends moved us in while we were gone.

When I was in fourth grade, my mom and I moved a few hours away to live with my grandma. I was an only child and painfully shy; all my friends had been my friends since forever, and I had no idea how to talk to these new kids at school.

Mom would go all out for Halloween when I was a kid. I’d find at least one of those cheap plastic skeletons in every room, the TV would be playing some schlocky horror movie every night, and the halls were filled with orange and black. But the front yard is where she shined. Her and dad would haul in these…

When I was 10 years old, I had an old black and white tv, that had a dial for the volume; you rolled it up to make it louder, you rolled it down to lower it and turn it off. One particular night, I was watching That’s Incredible in my room. One of the segments was about hauntings and it creeped me out. About halfway…

In 2005 I spent the majority of the summer hitchhiking. I had just graduated from college and wanted to try something completely unfamiliar to me, and I insisted on making it a challenge. I lugged everything I had in two large backpacks, one carried on my back and the other on my front, filled with…

When my children were small, they used to tell me about the “gnome” or little man that would stick to the shadows of their bedroom. They would see it in the far corner at night, crouched, or moving at the end of the hallway into another room, but always in the peripheral. This is the only house they ever remember…

Back when I was on dating apps, I match with this guy and he’s really cute. He had a shirtless mirror selfie as his profile pic which was usually a hard pass for me, but he seemed sweet/nerdy so I talked to him. He tells me how he’s really worked on his body because he was a nerd and really awkward with women.

I am active at the local theater. Our building is just over 100 years old, and its history includes the owner’s mother living upstairs, a particularly mischievous actor pulling pranks onstage, and other stories that add up to the place being really hecking haunted.

I was maybe 10 or 11. My Dad was out of town at a conference and I was home with my Mom. She was preparing to go take a shower when suddenly we both heard this horrible hissing noise coming from the bathroom. To her credit, my Mom carefully went to investigate. When she came out, all the color had drained from her…

A few years ago, I was laying in my bed one morning. I could tell my twins and my son were asleep because the hallway was dark so I knew no one had opened their bedroom door to come out. As I was laying down, I felt the bed depress from the foot of the bed and it continued towards the head of the bed. No big deal, I…

I went to a boarding school when I was a teenager, at a very small, liberal prep school in the Berkshire mountains of Massachusetts. It was located on the ancestral estate of an old rich family, and most of the buildings and grounds we used were originally made in the 1800s. Some of the teachers had lived there for…

The Black Dog

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.

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.