And all on a No Bones day, to boot.

Nobody will read this because I’m way past the deadline and probably on the greys, but whatevs.

When I was a 10 year old girl, I was walking to the bay by myself. It was a normal thing to do at the time (small-town 1990s). One day, a brown van followed me down this long, lonely road. It had tinted windows so I couldn’t see inside, and it kept pulling into the shoulder, then creeping up behind me. Thankfully…

i loved all of your story, but this sentence takes the cake: She then also said did I think my two cats would get along with like five hedgehogs because she wanted to get them and I started to realize we wanted very different things out of a living situation.

I’ve got a story about how apartment hunting can so quickly turn into apartment HAUNTING. Muahahahaha. Seriously though, this was terrifying. It happened about ten years ago and I’m still feeling a little shaky just thinking about it.

It was probably a mistake to put my manic pixie dream girl friend in charge of…

I mean, close enough...

When I was a senior in high school, 2004-2005, I worked as a hostess at a nice restaurant in town. I grew up in an area about an hour outside of Philadelphia. It is super suburban mostly, and a fairly normal town, though as most east coast towns it has a lot of history, and families that have been here forever. It is…

I shared this too late for last year’s contest, so I’m trying again. This isn’t my own story. It’s my late grandmother’s tale, and I remember her telling it to me only once when I was a child.

People always share really heartwarming ghost stories in this contest. This isn’t that exactly, but I hope it’s the prelude to someone else’s heartwarming ghost story.

“Ghosts in the Walls”

And this, my dears, is exactly why you get big, thick, wooden dowels or heavy broomsticks and cut them to fit in the tracks of the sliding glass doors when the door is closed. The entire back wall of our house — both downstairs and upstairs - is just a wall of sliding glass doors that open out onto the woods. You can…

About 11 years ago, myself, my husband and our one-year-old daughter moved into a house on a quiet cul-de-sac in a great neighbourhood. The house had been built in the 70’s and had not been updated, so inside it wasn’t overly attractive, but it was spacious with a nice little yard and it was affordable. Weird things…

My mom grew up in a small farm in the middle-of-nowhere northwestern Minnesota. Her dad died before I was born, but I regularly visited her mom (my grandmother) still living at the farm, until she passed when I was a teenager. My grandmother was the prototypical Great Depression-forged Midwest farm wife of Norwegian…

2nd story. My maternal gran had a three storey house, which is let out as apartments. This is in the 1950s, Wales. She stopped when they had an incident where a young woman, about to go into the forces committed a crime. She had given birth to a child, probably stillborn, and his the body in a linen hamper. The body…

Okay, here goes. I’m 20 something, walking to my new job through the park. It’s really early in the morning, nobody around. I’m not easily scared, so it didn’t bother me. Anyway, one morning I see a guy in the park, he starts walking toward me then gives me a weird look and beers off at the last minute. I carry on, go…

Not sure if anyone will see this, but here’s something that happened to me about five months ago—two things, actually, separated by about three weeks. The first part is magical and strange, the second part is terrifying. I live in India and these two events took place during our second hard lockdown back in May. We…

Quite a few years ago, I was in a very bad relationship with a guy who we will call B. He was all around wrong for me, but I was young and of course I thought I could change him. We had already been dating for a while when I began to suspect he was into some....bad endeavors. Anyway, the final straw came when I found…

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.

There’s somehting really nice about an unknown entity telling you to get a grip.

I’ve experienced many a spooky thing in my life but this one hands down is my favorite. I used to live in an apartment building that was originally a doctors house from about 1900. My sensitive friends and I took the time to identify the different ghosts we felt around the house there was a little girl and everyone…