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I once walked through a ghost when I was a kid. I want to say I was about 9 or so. I guess I always felt our house was haunted. I can’t recall anything really spooky happening, but it definitely had a spooky vibe. It was an old farm house from the 1920's (and this would be the early 80's) so it didn’t have a

So sorry for your loss.  

Out of the Mouths of Babes

Possible Shapeshifter

Bear with me, ‘cuz this one is a doozy, and spans a few years.

I do not believe in supernatural phenomena in the slightest and I don’t consider this incident to be more than an amusing coincidence and a side effect of watching too many creepypasta videos, but regardless, it does make for a good story, and someone else might read more to it than I do.

This story is about my auntie (mum’s sister) and her partner and their daughter. They moved into their home in the early 90s. It was built back in the 1930s and had not had any major work done to it before they bought it. First plan of action for my auntie’s partner was to knock down some of the walls on the ground

“That Time I Took a Spirit on a Trip to Michaels”

A Face in the Window

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I went through every inch of that mental hospital while I was there. I found old patient underwear in a locker (bags of it, intended for new patients). I found restraints. I found a dental chair with restraints. I went through the morgue. I found one patient report. A twin, and the report went on about how she must ve

Not really a scary story, but it contains a death and something I can’t explain to this day.

So I live in a mid sized town in the south and every weekend my mother and I would hop into the car and drive down to our local bookstore for some coffee and chat. This day I had also taken her to the craft store so it was now

One night, toward the end of our project, an extra slips away and I and a few others are sent to find him. The building is old and dangerous, and we have given strict orders to keep people from going exploring. Johnny didn’t listen. I check the upstair surgery suites, and don’t find him. My team and I regroup on that

The friend who is my ride has all the power and the keys. I am at the mercy of their schedule. Two days in, the day after my humiliation by the morgue, they declare it is time for a shower, and we take a break and leave.

Years ago, I worked on a movie being shot in an abandoned mental hospital. We worked round the clock, sleeping there for several nights. I am a skeptic. But I can’t explain the many things that happened there. It took me awhile to talk about this one.

I knew the stories. Voices in the master bedroom. The girl in the Victorian frock bouncing her ball in the front parlor. The mysterious fire in the attic. Most of my family had seen or heard something unearthly in the house.

When I came home for the summer after my freshman year of college, I got a summer job organizing the new home of an elderly woman who was a friend of the family. She was very wealthy, and had downsized from a large house to an...honestly still pretty big house, but there was an enormous basement full of old gowns,

A few years ago, my wife and I found this amazing 100-plus-year-old house for rent within walking distance to our downtown. It was a beautiful place, not even publicly listed for some reason. We were working with a property management company to find a place in our new, unfamiliar town, and it was one of those, “Well,

I’ve always been interested in the paranormal, ghosts, witches, etc. It didn’t help when my mom told me when I was in middle school that our house had been haunted, but that’s another story all together. When I went to college, I knew I wanted to study history and dead people, and I ended up working in museums,

The Red House