I do people’s taxes for a living in Toronto. A few years ago a new client came to me and told me about this house flip he’d done — house prices in the city were skyrocketing, and because of Canadian tax laws, a person could make a lot of tax-free money by buying a house, renovating it, and reselling it at a massive…

Didn’t contribute this on the original thread because it isn’t really scary, mostly just weird, but what the hell, it’s almost Halloween.

Damn.

Creepy, real life story, in the woods:

This isn’t a paranormal story, but the scariest moment of my life. My boyfriend and I booked a trip to Puerto Rico in February a couple of years ago for a nice little getaway. We were staying further away outside of San Juan in a secluded resort that was absolutely beautiful. On our second day there we decided to…

A friend of mine invited to come over to her house after school one day, I must have been 9 or 10 at the time. The bus stop was somewhat far from her house and we had had to walk up a big hill through the neighborhood. On our way up the hill, we passed a man standing next to his truck who we had never seen before. I…

This story happened to my uncle, when he lived in an apartment in Daly City, California. My uncle was (and is) an atheist with a scientific mind that made him question all the hocus-pocus stories told to him by his Cuban family. He was a computer programmer and a decided skeptic. In the 80s, when this story takes…

Still in the grays as far as I can tell, but here is a vaguely-upsetting, not paranormal one:

I live in a 90 year old house. A few years ago my friend brought his new girlfriend over, and a few drinks into the night she starts telling me about all the ghosts she sees, everywhere really, but mainly in my house.

My parents were really poor when I was young and they always drove these old jalopies that were one long drive from breaking down.

This is very short but it’s the creepiest thing that’s ever happened to me. Creepier by far than any of the “ghostly” or unexplained experiences that I’ve had.

When I was very little, my mother would often leave me and my siblings in the car while she ran errands. It was a simpler time, I guess.

One of these times,…

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…

A friend of mine moved into a house with a bunch of friends when she was in college. Right after she moved in, they were all out in class/running errands except for one girl. The girl that was alone at the house took a selfie and sent it to their group text, and all the other girls started making fun of her for having…

General warning for discussions of suicide.

I LOVE this tradition! My humble story: A few years ago my then-boyfriend and I moved into my dream rental: a cute old Victorian house. Why was it so cheap? Why, indeed.

Another true story, not having to do with sleep paralysis.

First, I am blind as a bat and have been since I was very young.

My mom was diagnosed with cancer when I was 12. While my mom finished a round of chemo, my parents packed the six of us kids off to spend the summer with my aunt and uncle in the middle-of-nowhere…

So this is going to be a long one but here it goes!

I’m gonna call this one: With Her Face All Read as an homage to the Emily Carroll story.

I grew up in a house with a violent drug addict that my mother was married to...
At an early age I learned than human beings are capable of things far scarier than any ghost story.

With that said though there is something kind of spooky.
I have... issues when I hear loud banging noises. It makes me think of being…

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…