melwithoutdiner5
Melwithoutdiner5
melwithoutdiner5

About 10 years ago, I worked in a small office in the downtown of a midwestern city that has only recently seen a revival. Currently, this area is full of lofts, businesses, bars, and people having fun. At the time, though, it was dirty, full of empty buildings, and generally less pleasant after sundown. We were a

It’s particularly galling to remember that in his “I’m so innocent” letter Matt makes a point of castigating his victims for “abandoning shared responsibility while knowing full well that there were non disclosure agreements involved.

My first year of law school I got my first ever apartment. It was still student housing owned by the university and the size of a shoebox, but it was a huge upgrade from a dorm. It even came with a free landline phone and phone line (back when people used landlines to conserve cell phone minutes).

I actually just commented on yours! I have found it hard ever since to not believe people when they talk about *anything* mysterious, whether that be ghosts, bigfoot, or whatever. Because how ridiculous does it sound that I stumbled onto a ufo outside my house...that isn’t even remotely believable. And yet, there it

I’ve told this story to some people before, though never online. I’m not that invested in whether people believe me or not, because I know what happened, and it was all so blatant that there isn’t any room for reading things incorrectly. Also, people write off alien stuff as cuckoo, and it falls firmly into that

Yeah, I grew up in Minneapolis and that sounded very much like something that would happen there. I felt like I could see the neighborhood in my head. Lotta weird stuff happening in the Midwest.

She has the slight advantage (?) of seeing things pretty constantly, but that was scary af even for her. I almost think it would be worse as an adult tho, as kids we have a certain amount of innocence...stuff happens all the time that we don’t understand, so what’s one more thing? As adults we know that DOES NOT

“Lost Dog”

Longtime fan of this contest, first time story-haver!

A Souvenir From the Stanley Hotel

“Gravel Shoes”

I work late hours and am usually the last person in our small office building. It’s a small building, only 6 floors. The entire first floor is just the open atrium style lobby, a large conference room, bathrooms and building management offices. There are only four tenants in the building: second floor is split with a

That is some spooky shit, but I gotta say... i doubt the ghost, spectre, spirit or whatever would take much note of the fact that there were no longer any stairs there and would continue to come up and down as she pleased. I say this because my dad and aunts grew up near a little town called Bryan, TX and lived on a

Title: Roommate

This happened probably ten years ago. My mom is psychic, and after a bunch of unexplainable events I think we all realized that she wasn’t full of it. Now, I’m not going to ask people to believe or not believe, but this did happen, and you can take it how you want.

God damnit ... this didn’t show on my feed and now I’m late! 😲 However, I’m going to share my story and then start reading which will take me almost all of October 😁

I used to work in medical records and would be there overnight in a silent office off of the main hospital. No one around unless I walked down a long silent hallway into the main facility. I had an encounter similar to this. I hate being in empty office buildings, especially after hours. 

I grew up in a 200 year old Vermont parsonage (well, we moved there when I was 8 or 9). It was most definitely haunted, but the spooks were well-behaved and only did the usual floor walking and chair-rocking night escapades. Most of the time we barely noticed...even when I was a teen and moved downstairs to the

LOL Yes! I love A Haunting, paranormal and spooky stories, especially those that uncover the source of the haunting. HOWEVER, I ONLY watch them during the day and I make sure there are many hours between those shows and bedtime. Otherwise I’d freak out after dark. I live by myself in an older home, and there’s only so

This could be a ghost story or just a creepy as hell story, depending on whether you believe in ghosts or not.

Several years ago, I was studying for the Chartered Financial Analyst exams and it’s about as fun as it sounds. It requires spending a lot of free time in quiet places studying, reading,