This is a great idea for anyone who wants to buy Viagra or a firearm! I’d totally volunteer to serve on that board!

I posted this story last year, but I was sort of late in my submission and it ended up buried about 5,000 comments down. Now, two days into the contest and there’s already 365 comments! Well, here’s hoping it gets seen this year.

This happened when I was around 13 or 14. My dad had recently passed away, so it was just me, my mom, and my 5-years-younger brother. After my dad died, my mom became really adamant about always keeping the doors locked all the time, even though we lived in a safe, quiet neighborhood in a safe, quiet Alaskan town. I…

I grew up in a small town and as a teenager around the age of 16. I used to do a lot of housesitting and petsitting for people at the small neighborhood church I attended. It was an easy way to get money AND get out of the house for a bit. The couple I was housesitting for this night, was a bit odd but nice enough;…

The Thing in the Apartment

Not a scary story, just an unnerving one.

This is the most British spooky story ever but I hope it translates for you guys. I’m a freelance journalist and lived in London for ten years, and around three years ago, my then-boyfriend Sean got a job at a fancy botanical garden way out in the burbs, a really dreary finance sector commuter belt county called…

My Uncle Billy was the black sheep of the family. He was my mother’s older brother, who joined the military in the early 1990s and saw combat in the first Gulf War, but he didn’t come entirely back. My mom said he suffered from post-traumatic stress disorder and something called gulf war syndrome. My father said he…

Mom?

The summer of 2014, I got a sublet in a Midwest college town to escape my family drama and to live with my partner Alex. We took over the rent for the college student who was living at home during the summer, and she told us that her current roommate would be returning to the apartment in a month. Alex and I spent the…

This is an experience my mother had, long before I was born.

When I was in my early 20s, my best friend went on a trip and came back changed. She had - in a series of bizarre, improbable events - met a man who took her to an Ayahuasca ceremony, where she was told by the spirit that it was her destiny to train under a curandero, one who leads Ayahuasca ceremonies. She told me…

And here is one that is sadly from this year. Not scary but definitely supernatural...

In high school, I lived in a farm house built in the early 1700s. The farm had been out of use for a long time but the house was original. We had fallen on some tough times financially and living there seemed like a dream come true, even though the place was in pretty rough shape.

“Those don’t flicker”

I’m going to call this The Man In The Attic.

Long time reader, first time contributor. I was reading these stories and remembered a ghostly interaction of my own.

I submitted this last year but it was way too late... so here goes again

5-Mile Drive

Creepy Footsteps