Scattering

THE SPOONS

Crawlspace man freaked me out the most and has me hearing things in my own house now. I made my dog come inside to keep me company/for protection and since she’s currently enjoying a power nap by the heating vent I think we’re fine but boy that one gave me the heebie jeebies. I love scary story season on Jezebel!

I’m a believer! 

For real. She needs to practice good spiritual hygiene. I normally call on my dad for protection, and then ask for my masters and teachers. 

OH HELL NO. 

Hey teenyshelton, the official response from the police was that they couldn’t gather a complete fingerprint to match to anyone in their database. The detective assigned to our case did his best to keep us calm throughout, and theorized that this was a bad case of an unwelcome house guest (he couldn’t explain the…

I’ve seen “shadow figures” and whatnot and this one that didn’t have a face, but nothing every crawled.  My pants would have been much, much heavier if they had.

Hi Army, daughter is OK thanks for asking. We’ve convinced her that it was a bad dream and have also consulted with a child psychiatrist for any potential warning signs of trauma that could arise form this incident.

Oh my word!!! I hope this makes it to the top! Thanks for sharing with us. I am glad I read this one under the fluorescent lights at work..

This wins! I haven’t read them all, but this is the only one of the hundreds I have read that has police officers verifying that something is wrong, but a lack of human explanation.

I don’t know that I’d still be living in that house, to be honest. Is your daughter okay? 

Oh my god!!!!! The crawling part made me shudder

Definitely not kids. Not real kids, anyway.

I’ve never been a person who believes in ghosts, but the events I’ll recount here are simply difficult to square rationally. They’ve been quite unsettling for quite some time.

This story happened to my friend Landon about ten years ago, when he was in his twenties.

Makes me think of the stories about the black-eyed children. Really a good thing you didn’t go down, or that your folks didn’t let them in

“Lost Dog”

A Souvenir From the Stanley Hotel

“Gravel Shoes”

I don’t believe in ghosts. Not at all. For one thing, my family has owned a “haunted” hotel and restaurant for a century, and none of us have ever seen or heard anything supernatural. At this point, we’d actually like to experience the hauntings our guests describe, which include actual figures in period garb. I can…