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My parents came to the US from South America in the 70’s. So we were always having family/friends to California for a visit. Part of the touring was always going to see the Queen Mary, retired ship and presently a hotel. It kinda looks like the Titanic when you squint.

Maybe too late to the game, but here’s my only (personal) story:

I just posted about the our apartment ghost, but I also have another story via my mother in law.

I have a few stories about my mom in this thread, so I waited a bit to write my own. A simple but powerful occurrence.

“The Beedi Man”

This has been happening occasionally for the last 5 or 6 years and I can’t really find a reason for it. Sometimes when I dream there is a reoccurring character in my dream. No matter what the dream is about, every month or two this young woman appears in my dream and the encounter with her is always the same. In the

Not a scary story but it happened this week and feels like someone was looking out for me.

“The Lady in the Attic”

Totally. Believe me, I’ve run through all kinds of non-supernatural explanations for what happened. But I am 100% certain it wasn’t an animal. It didn’t have hair or fur or feathers or any features at all, it was a smooth oval/round head shape. An animal would have to cling to smooth glass half the time for its head

When my boyfriend and I moved in together in San Francisco, we rented an apartment which was basically half the upstairs of an older home converted into apartments. The other half of the upstairs was another apartment where our landlord, Sue, lived. Sue was an interesting character who at first came off as an angry

The machete gang

I posted this a few years ago, but with all the scary stories involving children, I thought I’d throw this out again as well. My update is that (as we thought) our old neighborhood has sustained a substantial re-haul. The row house is still modest in size, but the amount of time, effort and money thrown into making

I wait all year long for Jezebel’s scary story contest, and this year, I have finally decided to contribute. My story is short, but not so sweet.

The Window

I posted this very late a few years ago, wanted to try again.

Been reading this for years, and finally putting my own down! This story takes place a few years back, but my memory of this afternoon is incredibly crisp, even though the rest of the year was something of a haze…

Midnight Movers

Late last year, I was dabbling in lucid dreaming, or at least attempting. (This contains the dream but also What Happened Afterwards so stick around). I don’t usually remember dreams, tho once in a while have had some that still stick with me when I wake up. At any rate, I thought I would try. I was taking part in a

This happened to me, once, only a little bit different - I lived in a winterized cottage with a twin cottage attached to it, and one night while reading in bed, I heard the sounds of someone cleaning the space next door - vacuuming, running the water, what sounded like someone hammering nails into the wall, etc. I

I have no specific scary tale, but I used to go to peoples house’s for work. Everyone would assume the projects or the “rough” city neighborhoods were terrifying at night.