The Voice from the Water

I work in an office attached to a factory inside a wooded industrial park. The area is huge, and although we have night shift work, it gets creepy and quiet at night in certain areas. There have been a lot of anecdotes from lots of employees about paranormal sightings. These are a couple of my recent experiences.

Summer ‘97. I was nine and scared of my own shadow, so this experience only furthered my fear of the world.

It was the Tuesday before Thanksgiving about 10 years ago. My spouse was still at work, and our two young daughters were off with my mom, who had picked them up after school. I walked into the kitchen after our dog greeted me at the door.

When I was in 3^rd grade (about a billion years ago), I went to this little Catholic school in a very blue collar neighborhood. It wasn’t the best area, but it wasn’t the worst, either—narrow streets with dense rows of duplexes, tiny strips of lawn, and a bar on every corner (seriously). Our house was only five blocks…

This is the farm (it’s under new ownership now):

When I was 5 or 6, back in the early 80s, I lived in a small, relatively rural mill town. My cousins lived a block down from me and there was a neighborhood corner store at the end of their block called Cricket’s Corner.

Long ago, before everyone had dating apps on their phone, us gay boys would sit at our desktop computers and try and meet guys for sex on sites like Manhunt and DudesNude.

When I was 6 (1981 California), I had an experience with a Raggedy Andy doll. It was terrifying. In my teens during spooky story time at hangouts I would tell the story. The part of my experience that led 6 year old me to finally scream became the jump scare part in my retelling. I would jump up to a person near me,…

In 2010 I moved into an old Victorian with some friends in San Francisco. There were five of us and my cat, lovely group, lots of dinners, hangs and parties.

My partner and I bought our forever home just a couple of years ago during COVID. While we’re still very happy with our home, it came with something extra that we didn’t expect.

About five years ago I lived in a neighborhood called Hillcrest, right above downtown San Diego. My wife, daughter and I were living in a tiny one bedroom apartment that looked like it had once been part of a larger house that got subdivided. We liked that apartment a lot. We had a little L shaped garden out of our…

This would have been in the early 2000’s, right after I graduated high school, in the Philadelphia suburbs. My best friend at the time was living in a converted attic above his dad’s house. We were hanging out and drinking a bit when he told me about an older man named John who had passed away in the house before my…

This story is from my sister. I’ve known about it since it happened, and finally got her to write it out in all its glory, so I can share.

My sophomore year of college I moved out of an awkward rooming situation and was set up in a temporary “emergency single” that the university kept open. After the ordeal I had with my former roommates, I was excited to have a room all to myself.

Hunter or Hunted?

Aunt Mary Doesn’t Believe!

This is a story where I have to admit my own very poor decisions and completely trusting nature led me to the outcome.

Not me, but a friend from school— we were all attending school in a small Canadian city where there are quite a lot of colleges and universities for its size, so lots of young people and parties/ bars, etc. My friend lived alone in a one bedroom ground floor apartment with a patio with a door that locked and a front…

I worked as a babysitter for a well of family during m studies. They had bought a beautiful old house with a garden in the middle of the city a few years prior. They were very happy with this property Deal.