note to self: pre-pre-order EGR’s novel

Queen of creepy comin at ya with yet another story cuz I can’t stop. This is not a ghost story and is the real deal. Slight name changed for anonymity.

I used to work in a very remote town, while living in my hometown 30 miles away. I was 20 and my Dad had just secured me my very first car to make the commute, it was a mid 1990’s Thunderbird with oxidizing paint, leaked every fluid I put into it, and had shitty gas mileage. Needless to say I was in love.

AND my second one. This was the most terrifying night of my life:

I am a horrible storyteller, so I won’t even try, but I will give you some idea. If it sounds like anything anyone wants to hear, I’ll write more, but I need help in writing it so it makes sense. This is a story of a crazy haunting that took place over 9-10 years, so there’s a ton of detail I could put into it. Heck,…

FINALLY!!! I have been waiting all year for this!! Here is my story.

I have a very gentle ghost story. I volunteer at the Merchant’s House Museum in the East Village. It’s known as the most haunted house in NYC and weird things happen there all the time. I truly adore the other volunteers and the museum itself—it’s the city’s only original brownstone and has all of the contents of the…

Okay, so this year I can participate since the main player who would be scandalized by airing the laundry has passed. As background, my mother had me in her late thirties and her mother in turn had her in her late thirties. My mother was the youngest of eight children and had brothers much older than she, which is how…

This didn’t happen to me.

I am unsure how to start this story because it has a lot to it so bear with me.

So excited for all the comments announcing that every supernatural experience is just “Sleep paralysis” (ETA: yes, I know sleep paralysis is real. I’ve experienced it. It just cracks me up that those comments pop up on every ghost/alien/ghoul sighting post)

My grandfather (Papaw) died in a car accident when I was still an infant. Naturally, my mother - always a Daddy’s girl - tried to insure that I had some idea and concept of him growing up. We had dozens of photos of Papaw and my grandmother around our home, and I spent my very early childhood with a solid idea of what…

I’ ve always been weary of the supernatural, anxious to find a reason behind the phenomenon, if only to keep myself from getting too scared. I have no logical explanation for what happens in my house. When we moved in, my oldest was 2. His bedroom closet has a small door in the back leading to the attic. My husband…

Well, this will be far at the bottom, and it’s barely a ghost story anyway. My condo was built in the turn of the last century, it has VERY little sound dampening and I constantly hear my upstairs neighbors. There were definitely times when I heard voices and woke up to nothing. One time, I thought I heard my…

YAY, I’m so excited! Anyways, I don’t know if this is scary but it creeped me out.

Oh jeez, “don’t wake up” like “stay asleep to avoid danger,” or “don’t wake up” like “die now!” AHHHHHH!!!

My junior year in college my roommate and I had a fascination with Ouija boards. We would pull it out for every little decision and for every one of life’s great mysteries (Will I get a good job? Will I get married? Where does the other sock go? Is the coke really pure?). Every once in awhile we would get a response…

Not scary at all but an update for those of you who remember my story from last year about our friendly ghost named Seymour:

Yay - I love this thread! I know three true ghost stories; here’s one: