The creepy landlord one GOT ME. I’m pretty sure mine is harmless, but there’s a definite vibe that makes stories like that hit a little too close to home. 

This legit gave me chills... if I saw that in my room, I think I would have thrown a book at it by pure reflex. Especially in that damn creepy dance position.

I’ve seen one ghost. And that was enough for me. I believed in them before I saw one, but I never had a desire to actually see one. When this happened to me, I was living in Jersey City in a really old house that was built around 1869. I really loved this house, but maaaaan it was a labor of love. The last time it…

I’m assuming it must have been my old boss’ kid because I knew she had older children and since she made that crack about teenagers I figured that the person dressed as Michael Myers was her son. It would make a cool fictional story if it turned out it wasn’t and she never saw the shape on the porch....Damn, I should…

No—sadly we had a falling-out in our later teens and never reconciled. I’ve Googled her since, like the millennial creeper I am, and her LinkedIn shows a beautiful and accomplished woman. If she’s making any money at all (and it looks like she is) I’m sure she’s moved her mom out of there.

When I was a kid I had this re-occurring dream. In the dream I was in a creepy old department store and I would go to use the change rooms, which were deserted. Upon entering the change rooms, before I could get into the room and lock the door, a scruffy man would come charging around the corner and slam me up…

After many years living in Los Angeles, a friend and I decided to take the midnight tour of the Queen Mary (which consistently ranks among the most haunted places in America and is now an event center/hotel combo). The midnight tour is run by a psychic, and includes a full tour of the ship, so we figured it would be a…

In my efforts to protect privacy & feelings I’ve left out much of the details that make this a spooky memory, but it occurs to me that I should add this: my best friend, who knew all the details about the farm and the hosts, was deeply disturbed by the disappearing arrows. She said, “It really sounds like somebody was…

Hi Frida, here’s my humble offering. It isn’t insanely terrifying, but it is true.

Omg how terrifying. My eldest son also experienced night terrors. They can be quite frightening.

This is a story that a friend had told me years ago, but I swear to you the details of the story were so chilling that they will never leave me. The friend I speak of comes from a very religious family—we’ll call them the Giffords—and for them to repeat this story to my friend, who was just a baby at the time, seems…

i got to the ham, and i was like, “wait a minute...”

i got an embarrassingly long way through this before i realized why the story sounded familiar.  

I had a ghost smell in college! I never heard of anyone else having that too. It was sweet cinnamon, in a building that had been an old industry magnate’s mansion but was converted into dorms. I smelled it constantly, particularly when I was in bed, but my three roommates (it was a quad) never did. I didn’t even find…

“This is the year I died” and “it doesn’t like the fireplace” both gave me chills

I read them on my phone because I don’t have internet at home, and last year I would leave the tab open, come back to it later, and it would refresh and I would lose my place. Luckily it hasn’t happened yet this year, but every time I go back to my tab there is a wave of fear that it will refresh. Basically my point…

Honestly none of it sounds that weird when I describe it. It was a series of different moments - I was walking down a path towards a little stone church, I was in a dank, nineteen sixties style apartment waiting for a kettle to boil, I was flying above a city, etc. None of these things felt particularly menacing; the…

I grew up in a medium sized town just a couple miles outside of Boston, so close to the city that we really should have been a borough, but far enough off out that I got my license as soon as I was old enough. I spent as much time as I was allowed finding excuses to be out in my car. This resulted in my friends and I…

My sophomore year of college I moved out of an awkward rooming situation and was set up in a temporary “emergency single” that the university kept open. After the ordeal I had with my former roommates, I was excited to have a room all to myself.

Years ago I was in the Richmond district in San Francisco near Golden Gate Park and Park Presidio. It was actually a nice and clear day out, and I was visiting my boyfriends Mom. It was a regular afternoon like any other. I entered the stucco doors and his Mom buzzed us in through the front gate. It was sunny and the…