LOVE this time of the year! First time commenter, longtime reader. I have quite the haunting experience that still brings chills and fear to me...nearly nine years after the fact. I call it...

My stepgrandmother was a very religious woman...church every day, prayers before every meals, you get it. She also lived to a ripe old age and was well and “with it” all the way through. She only lived with her daughter towards the very end of her life and even then, it was more out of convenience than need.

I’m actually very disappointed that I haven’t had any amazingly terrifying supernatural occurrences happen to me. I’m down to party with some ghosts.

Just Popped In To Say Hi

This story happened when I was 16 and my friend was 15. Our moms were best friends and we were extremely close at the time, hanging out multiple times a week and sleeping at each others’ houses constantly. I still see her every other Xmas and we always bring this story up and still argue with my family as to whether…

“I May or May Not Have Summoned a Demon”

Text from Beyond

Bourbon Bastard

I’m late & had to make a new account because I forgot the password for the email address of my old account (ToffeeTree) .... but I had to share what happened to me this year.

I grew up in the UK and must have been about 10 years old the morning my mother came into my room looking terrified after waking from a bad dream. In this dream she had been lying on her back in a field filled with flowers, screaming in pain, while a tall, dark man stood over her, telling her everything was going to…

At my Mom’s house, there is this shed that her father built a long time ago. We never really used it growing up, and it’s gone to waste really. My Mom just keeps gardening stuff in there now, and the lawnmower.
My sister and I were staying there at Christmas, and one night I had this really weird dream about the shed.…

Back in the early 2000s I moved in with a now ex-boyfriend. He lived in a bungalow style house in one of the neighborhoods of a large midwestern city. This happened when I was taking a personal day from work after moving in to finish getting things arranged and unpacked.

Apologies in advance for the length. This story happened about 6 months ago, and I’ve gone back and forth on whether I should even post it. Last April, I decided to take advantage of one of the last cool evenings of the year and go for a walk while my husband waited for our food to arrive (we relied heavily…

I grew up in a small town on the Oregon coast, and it was the summer of my senior year of high school in the late 90s. My best friend and I were asked to house sit for some family friends of ours as they drove their son to college back east. They’d be gone for a whole month—jackpot! The family was one of the wealthier…

My grandma used to tell my sister and I that we had some kind of ability. She said mine was strongest and how she knew was that I cried out from the womb. Idk about that but I never felt like I had any kind of special abilities. Yeah, I’ve experienced strange things but I wouldn’t call that an ability.

Two years ago, I got severely, awfully sick (probably the flu). I didn’t go to work for the entire week. It was all I could do just to keep myself drinking liquids and soup and shuffling to bed. The worst part was my husband was traveling for business, so I was all alone, just me and our sweet black cat Libby.

I will start this off by saying I do not believe in ghosts or spirits or the afterlife, but I experienced something a few years ago that spooked me to the core and still gives me the chills when I think about it today. I was living in an apartment in the Flatbush area and had been there for a few years with no issues…

Early Fall 1974

I like spooky things, but I wouldn’t consider myself a big believer of the supernatural. In fact, if this hadn’t happened to me, I would easily write all ghost stories off to be just that - stories. But it did, and for 30 years it has lingered in the back of my mind “was that real?”.

Ok. My story is from 2016. I don’t know that it’s strictly scary, or at least, I wasn’t particularly scared at any point but it is creepy. For background on me, sometimes I feel things but I don’t usually SEE things.