This is my fourth story.

Late to the game but here is my scary story.

YESSSSS. I live for this yearly column! This year, I plan to go all out, and share about 5 paranormal stories that have happened to me, in addition to reshare a few that I put out last year. With the exception of the first story, each story will be shared as a reply to this comment. I sincerely hope that you all enjoy…

This isn’t my story, but a friend’s. Still, it’s a comforting ghost story, and I always appreciate seeing one or two of those in a thread like this.

No one will wade through 1500+ comments to read this, but I’ll share anyway. Mr. Level, the Level kids and I moved into a new-to-us home about 3 years ago. We purchased the house from a completely lovely couple, whom I’ll call Sam and Janice. This house is just a rambling sprawl; nearly every square inch of basement…

This isn’t exactly scary, as it is pretty weird and a little sad and paranormal. It’s also kinda long, but it really happened to me this year.

A story of what happens when you co-habit with “ghosts” and my experience of the “shadow people” phenomena.
(Names changed for anonymity)

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My work in tissue transplantation would naturally make most people think that creepy things must happen all the time. In reality, I rarely feel uneasy with what I am doing, and in fact have done the procedures so many times, it takes a lot to make me feel uncomfortable. One incident, I published previously. The…

Sadly (or not), I think I’m a psychic null; I’ve never experienced anything that made me think, “Okay, that was a ghost.” But I have visited some creepy places.

This isn’t necessarily supernatural, but still real creepy. When I lived in Southern Ohio, the town I lived in was really, really hilly, and mostly pedestrian. It also has a history of occult activity going back centuries, which is interesting although not really relevant to this story. Anyway, because this town is so…

Maybe this isn’t exactly the stuff nightmares are made of, but it sure spooked me!

After college I lived with my boyfriend in his family’s townhouse in one of the oldest parts of London. They had told me lots of stories about “the ghost” which I found entertaining and ridiculous in equal parts. Nothing could have prepared me for living there. 

I’ve never posted, so this might live in the greys forever. But!

My aunt and uncle lived less than a mile from my childhood home. My mom and aunt were sisters and best friends so I (and my siblings) spent a lot of time at her house. Even after they adopted my cousin, we were over constantly. The house always felt friendly and loving and my aunt had a way of always making you feel…

When I was 10 my parents moved us from air force base housing to a split level home they bought rather cheaply. I remember having to stay with my godfather for a few months, because the house was a bit unlivable and needed repairs before we moved in. Every day my sister and I would be stuck in the big empty house…

The year was 1995. My family (dad, stepmom, two younger sisters, and I) was driving on Highway 101, which we did on the regular. We stopped at a rest stop we’d somehow never been to before. To get there we had to cross a bridge and then drive about 600 yards to the main building. There was a big parking lot and then a…

This happened several years ago, when I first moved to L.A. and rented a place in a charmingly old/frustratingly old building. I almost took the efficiency next door, but splurged and went for the studio. I’m glad I did, and not just for the stove and the small amount of extra space. 

So I have no recollection of this particular incident, but my aunt still goes white when it gets brought up, so here goes.

When I was about 7, my parents rented a house out in the country but a quarter mile or so in front of a quarry. It didn’t take long to get conditioned to brace yourself for the bone-rattling shake and cloud of dust that would accompany the quarry sirens, which sounded almost daily, and as a kid I even thought it was…

Not really a ghost story per se, but kind of spooky, and hopefully doesn’t doxx myself. A few months ago, I had this really weird dream that I thought at the time was a childhood memory. I was a kid in the car with my sister and my mom, and we were on our way to our great aunt’s house for a picnic with her extended…