A few bits of background are necessary for my story, so please forgive the long preface. I promise there’s not a “and I said to the cabbie, yo homes, smell ya later” at the end.

Rest in Peace, Doctor

This didn’t happen to me.

Not scary, but here’s something that happened this year...

I was raised Southern Baptist. We didn’t tell ghost stories around the campfire growing up. We told possession stories. And we believed in them because demons are biblical. I remember having lively debates with my friends about the biblical case for demons and how not believing in them means you don’t believe…

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

Third-hand story here (2 generations removed) - per my memory of a story my father told regarding my grandfather. My father is from a tropical country and grew up in relative squalor (no electricity or plumbing, etc.). Similarly, my grandfather grew up when the jungle was even less populated and there was very little…

I’m pretty sure I’ve never shared these stories here. Apologies if I have!

I shared last year about my aunt who is a medium. Basically, she can see dead people. She’s had experiences since she was a kid, and it would typically happen at night. She once saw a neighbor just standing there in the room at the foot of her bed. She wasn’t scared. SHe just knew this person was dead. She told my mom…

One day, my older sister had a bunch of friends hanging out at our house. They were looking for something to do before going out for the night, so out came the Ouija board. The curtains were shut, the lights turned off, and I was given the job of sitting on the couch and holding the flashlight so they could see what…

My family lived in this house in NJ once. My father thought it looked evil, with Amnityville Horror windows. The backyard faced an empty field and beyond that was an old graveyard from around the time the town was founded in the last 1600s. Really pretty headstones.

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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:

I have been waiting for this thread all year! These will probably doxx me to anyone who knows me/my family, but they’re too good not to share.

I wait all year for this!

Trying to read that string of sentences is like attempting to decipher ancient Egyptian hieroglyphs. It ain't happening without a PhD!

I MEAN THIS IS COOL AND ALL GUYS BUT WHERE ARE MY HALLOWEEN SPOOKY STORIES?

I loved that picture.