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When I was in college in the early 90's, I shared an apartment with a friend of mine in northern Alabama. Small, cotton town, with lots of large plantation homes scattered throughout our county. We lived in the Pryor Manor, right off of the courthouse square. The house was probably close to 150 years old. The Pryors

This isn’t really scary and I’m certain there’s an explanation but it threw me for a loop at the time. It certainly isn’t going to be in the running for a prize, I just felt like sharing it as a supernatural-adjacent story.

Sorry for lateness! I’ve been trying for days to login to kinja! I was gonna write about my unfriendly ghost in my first apartment, but as I was writing I remembered this odd story that happened.

I lived (still do) in Turkey. I love the country, but found the language hard and was pretty lazy about learning it. Last year I lived in a big, old apartment that took up an entire floor of a three-storey block. An old man lived upstairs and a middle aged couple lived downstairs. The neighbours were friendly but I

Hmmm... my sister once told us that she went into my parent’s guesthouse, where she was living at the time, middle of the day and there, floating near the ceiling was a *person made only of white light.*

This story kinda makes me root for shadow man being reunited with his cosmic long lost love, but at the same time I don't think you should be stalked by ghostly presence. Too many feels

When I was a kid, my parents were thinking about moving us from a big city to a nearby more rural state, to save money, be near better schools, and be closer to my mom’s brother. So one day, we made the few hour drive north as a family to look at a house my mom had found in a small town near my uncle. It was a

When I was a young girl my mother used to tell me these stories about a “shadow man” who at visited her at night when she was a kid. She said she’d often wake up with him standing next to her bed, or staring down at her. He was just a shadow in the shape of a man with no discernible features. She also tells me that

My mom was the youngest of seven children. How all seven siblings and my two grandparents lived in their tiny little Northern Virginia house (with one tiny bathroom!), I’ll never comprehend, but it was a cute and cozy little place. There were four bedrooms in the house, so one bedroom went to my grandparents, one to

Out of the Mouths of Babes

Possible Shapeshifter

Oooh, I’ve had the same kind of thing happen! In college I was driving home very late at night from a friend’s house, along really twisty back country roads. As I was coming around a bend, I saw a car at the side of the road, parked; as I approached, it turned on its hazard lights. I kept going, because I was a fairly

AAAAGGGHHHHH!!!!! I been spooked!

You can’t blame everything on the cats

So so glad you listened to your gut and were able to get out of there! And please don’t feel ashamed of “your choices” - you were doing what you could to get by, and someone terrible and scary and experienced in exploitation tried to take advantage of you at a vulnerable time. Best of luck; I hope things start looking

I went to Tulum with my best friend summer 2019. (Ah, the before times.) He is very into mysticism, the occult, etc. I am much more of a skeptic, but have interesting conversations with him, nonetheless.

This is a long story and will probably end up buried, but honestly I just want to tell it. This seems like a good place. It involves me making some very poor decisions - if my life had an absolute nadir (so far) it would probably be the week this happened. Please remember that as you read. It is also *slightly*

Mine’s short and sweet. Not so much a ghost, as a visitation.

Mom was always a birdwatcher and particularly loved cardinals. She would repeat as often as she could that they mated for life. We had a series of them nest in the forsythia bush outside our porch and watched several generations of babies raised while I was

I know many of you are here for the truly terrifying scary stories (me included!), but I’ve got a heartwarming one that I’ve been aching to share for years. Please stick with me, as I promise that there is a payoff after the setup! And with that, come along with me and travel back to a tour bus full of exhausted

So this story is not really scary but it was creepy when it happened and I hope it never happens again.