Big difference between peeping into single women’s windows and fucking staring at a baby in a crib. Not that peeping Toms aren’t bad, but why the fuck would you regularly stare in a toddler’s window?

I don’t talk to her now and haven’t for a few years for many reasons but looking back I really hope it was nervous laughter.....

Wait, what?

She kind of laughed

This is the same kid that, years later, I found standing in the dark in our dining room staring right at me. She didn’t respond to any of my questions and I thought she was hurt or something because she had gotten out of bed. I kept saying her name, asking if she was ok and all of a sudden she looked right into my…

To be fair, I imagine blacklight doesn’t distinguish between fluids, so it could also be covered with jizz!

With a side of “hell no” and some “fuck that” sauce.

points for “babby ghost”

I feel like at least she has a warning, you know? In that time you can be proactive. Go to church, get your holy water on. Go to a santeria witch and your protection spell on. Just get prepared as fuck.

When I was little it was just my mom and I in this tiny tiny house in a small town. I have a freakishly good memory so I can clearly see the layout of my tiny room (which was the laundry room from the previous owners). It was long and narrow, with just enough room for my crib against one wall and a window…

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More of a creepy maybe home invasion tale but:

OMG! This brought back a story a coworker told me quite a few years ago. He and his wife had bought an older row house that had what was more like an alley between the two houses than a side yard. He had a son who at the time was about your son’s age, and one day he woke up from a nap just freaking out, inconsolable,…

“the spirit that scared you as a child meant you harm, and you will have two more such visitations in your lifetime.”

Had I seen that I would have had a lovely surprise too... in my pants.

It’s the most wonderful time of the year! I have many paranormal stories but here’s one.

Coincidentally, today is the anniversary of my father’s death. As is usual for October 17, I got a call on the phone with no caller id or number. Sure, I get robocalls all the time, but those usually have some fake name or visible number. This one, just “unknown.” Been happening for years. Normally, I’m a skeptical…

It was such a lovely surprise. :/

Not my story personally, but from a friend:

I told this last year but I will tell it again. My family and I moved into the house we live in when my son was a year and a half. We didn’t know much about the house’s history, but some of our neighbors said something about a doctor having operated some sort of practice in the finished basement front room, although I…