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Scary True Ghost Stories: Share your scary ghost stories and read others.
At the bottom of the page, in the comment section, please leave your own scary but true ghost stories about ghosts, real haunted houses and other true but creepy topics.
Here is my scary but true Ghost story. I promise that this is a true story, not exaggerated or stretched in any way. I lived it with my friends, saw their stress and anxiety, (and their dog’s) and watched them go through it.
A few years ago, two friends of mine, who were living together, moved into a 100+ year old house in the small mountain town where we all worked. The rent was cheap, and it was one of the few places in the town that was available. A classic, yellow Victorian house. After being there a week, two things dawned on them. One was, for some reason, they hadn’t bothered to sleep upstairs in the bedroom yet. They were sleeping on the floor in the living room, and hadn’t really questioned it or thought about it. The second thing was that their dog would never go up the stairs, and would sometimes stare and sniff and pace at the bottom of the stairs, barking at the landing and window that were halfway up the stairs. So the evening they realized this, they decided to sleep upstairs, but couldn’t bring themselves to do it. They weren’t scared or uncomfortable in the house- but they also just somehow wouldn’t go upstairs, especially at night. They had a mutual friend of ours being incense and smudge the house, letting the sage smoke waft through every room. But that didn’t seem to help.
After they had been there a few weeks, and were still sleeping downstairs, a neighbor introduced himself. “So it’s just the three of you in the house?”, he asked. “Three of us? There’s just the two of us”, said one of my friends.
“Well, maybe one of your grandmothers has been visiting?”
“No. What did you see?
”Almost every night, when your staircase light is on, I see an old woman, rocking and looking out the window. You guys are pulling my leg. There’s an old women living in there, and you know it.”
My friends stayed at a friend’s house that night, and moved out two days later.
Do you have a good scary but true ghost story?
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January 24th, 2008 at 3:55 pm
that was not scary at all dum-dum
February 6th, 2008 at 9:46 am
that is creepy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
February 15th, 2008 at 2:13 pm
I agree with carla. I mean the ghost didn’t even do anything to them.
February 22nd, 2008 at 9:24 am
yeah carlas right
April 14th, 2008 at 2:38 pm
Right that wasn’t that scary. but anyway me nd my friends story is less scarier. and this isn’t a joke and every single word of this is no word of a lie and it actually creeps me out!
well one night it was just me and my friend sophie in my house and my mum had told us about that my house was built on an asylum and that many “ghosts” or “spirits” was still there after our house was built on. well we kinda got scared and was sat downstairs watching t.v and heard banging coming from upstairs. we went to see if anybody was up there but then there was banging coming from downstairs, so we ran back down the stairs absolutley frightened to hell. we sat down next to each other. and the t.v turned off NO JOKE. we started to screamin and my light started flickerin just very dim. and started to get brighter and brighter flickering still. the bulb then blew up and we quickly turned on the t.v. my mum came back as we calmed down and settled back down. so we decided to get our pj’s on and as we was getting changed sophie screamed! i went “whats up”. and she had Deep scratches all over her back that she didnt even know about. As i was getting changed my stomach had the initals B.M stratched in deep across it. Which my initals are R.H And Sophies Is S.C :S
its very weird i know and we still have the scars where the initals were on my stomach and sophie has them all over her back. im not sure what B.M is .. or who it is..
bloody Mary??
i don’t know
but ive not stepped foot in that house ever since.
you all probably think as your reading this “oh yeah they are just kidding like that would ever happen” but its all 100% true and 0% non exaggerated
April 20th, 2008 at 7:37 am
Scary!
May 31st, 2008 at 3:51 pm
My mom was about twelve years old and she got a weggie board.But she did not know how to use it right.She ended up useing it wrong and called a spirit in her room.Some of the things it did was like this. Sometimes my mom would hear some walking up the stairs it would hear it stop and she would go open her door but nothing would be there.Then she would hear it walk back down.Other times it would throw things like brushes purses acrosst the room.Other times she would sit on her bed and their would be a imprint on the bed.And one night she got brave enough to light some candles sat in a circle and say show yourself or begone.And from that day it never happened again.
June 10th, 2008 at 11:27 pm
well she aint true bloody mary well here it is
well 1 night i heard a nois and got sceard cuz im 9 and turned on the light and i like went bak to sleep and cuple of minutes i heard it again i sore somthin and freaked it was a doll i screamed and splat anther dolll never i killed themm and never sleep by ur self
June 17th, 2008 at 7:28 am
Well the last 3 stories are all lies! As if any of that would happen. And if it did, make it more believeable in the way you tell it!!!
June 26th, 2008 at 11:12 pm
that was not scary at all!
July 7th, 2008 at 6:34 pm
if that is true than i would have screamed but that me the scariest creeps!!!!!!!!!!
July 7th, 2008 at 6:45 pm
when i was 3 yr old (i am 8 in august) i was on the tramp and i looked at the moon (it was 7.30) i saw a
ghost a little way from the moon it was a scary ghost
and i screamed and i cryed and mum and dad said it was
a ghost!!!! we shifted 3 days later.
July 7th, 2008 at 6:53 pm
all these story’s are lies apart from mine(# 12) which is true.
July 28th, 2008 at 10:30 am
Will I have one but I’m still not sure if its true or not.Thats is why I plan on sharing this story with you guys to see if you can help me figure out if what happen in my old house true or not.
See we use to live in San Antonio but then we moved from San Antonio all the way up to South Carolina.When we did we rented this 50 year old house.It was big for all of us.It had four rooms.I thin on of them was supposedly to be a den but turn it into a master bedroom.So basically we had two master bedrooms,two bedrooms,three bathrooms,two big beautiful living rooms,and one open size kitchen a long with a nice Spanish dinning room.Anyways we have been moved in their for about a few months .
As we lived there it was just amazing.Big back yard a small forest.It was just cool.But,when it came to be about October,strange things started to happen there.I would always here meddle bangs and clangs scratches on the side of the walls.
My bathroom door in the master bedroom where I had stayed would always open and close.Not to mention lock me and my sister up there including just myself.;.;Not only was the one hearing stuff my sister my friends and I would stuff to.I would heavy boxes pushing back and fourth on the roof top.And I know know body was there….
My friends would wake up in the middle of the night hearing the same knocks and heavy foot steps going up and down stairs.My sister and I one night where making ramen.It was proully about midnight when it had happen.My sister left me in the kitchen alone.
When I got done making my ramen I turn half way towards the stairs with my ramen,and all of the sudden I [actually ]herd a little girl mumbled in my ear.Almost causing me to drop my ramen.It scared me half to death.
Then I ran half way up the stairs and I almost herd or thought I herd a women proully in her 20s laughing sophisticated like downstairs.And i knew that wasn’t my moms laugh.So,I ran upstairs and didn’t come back down at all.
After a year later we moved but only because of the landlord didnt really corapeate us and moved us out.Weeks later I found out from my mom that she had her two men voice talking to each toher in her room at night.And thats when I told her my story.After I told her she explain to me that the house was fifty years old.I’m sorry for my grammar mistakes and all.But my internet in my room is down so I can only be on my sister for a short time.I’m supposedly getting my internet back today or tomorrow.
Anyone can help me understand what exactly might have been going or tell me that i’m not crazy please contact as soon as possible…
just want answers…
July 29th, 2008 at 3:59 pm
scary thats why the dog didnt bother to go up the stairs
July 30th, 2008 at 7:06 pm
beki n sophie dat is sooo shit my lil sis wud nt even b scared by it
August 7th, 2008 at 8:04 pm
my uncle died when he was 17 i a car accedent so i never knew him his name was donald! one day my cousin and we were playing scrabble i picked up 7 letters and self contiously i rearanged 2 tiles so tjhat the blank one was at the end it read donald! we threw the board in the air and ran we never played scrabble again!
August 7th, 2008 at 8:10 pm
it was my grandma’s birthday and her son had died in a car crash when he was 17 in the middle of the night the music box that he had given my grandma just started playing. i ran in to shut it off and the mirror started to spin! then all the smoke alarms started going off every one in the house! then it suddenly stopped!
i know u probably dont beleive me but it really did happen!
August 13th, 2008 at 5:27 pm
I was about 6 or 7 and i was sleeping with my mom and hours before, she was telling me about my Grandmother who died before any of her Grandchildren were born. I was saying that i really wanted to see how she is doing in heavin, and i wanted to see her. So as my mom was asleep I dont know what caused me to wake up but i did and to the side of me I saw my grandmother wearing a Big Red Hat that i see in pictures of her all the time. She was smiling and i knew she was happy.
September 7th, 2008 at 4:22 pm
Well one night i had a friend stay all night at my place, and it was about 3:12 a.m we have’nt even fell asleep yet and we were trying to go to sleep.But when we actually layed down on the floor in my room, and was almost asleep, then we heard my medal hangers in my closet,bang against eachother,I thought it was a racoon that crawled in our atic and got into my closet,so I opened the closet door and there was nothing in it,the hangers still kept rattling.Me and my friend started getting spooked out,then we got thirsty so we were going to go downstairs and get some water to drink,but when we was walking down the hall there was all of a sudden a cold spot in one part of the hall became chilly so we ran downstairs. We got our drink of water and ran back upstairs,we went back through the hall that we felt the chill wind blow on us when we went downstairs.We walked through the same spot and there was no chill spot anymore, we started getting a little nervous about what was going on then. Now it was around 3:48 a.m,so we huried back into my room and layed back down and tried to forget all about it. We fell asleep for about 25 minutes,and then woke up again because my door kept opening and closing over again for like 5 minutes. So we hid our face down low and grabbed our cell phones just in case,now it was about 4:00 in the morning,we just tried to fall asleep again we did but then we got woke up by a noise of my baby dolls foot banging on my door(well at least I think it was my baby doll)then all of a sudden my clothes were being flung across the room,oh yah and I desided to to shut my door. By that time we heard my stairway railing keep rattling like how it does whenever someone touches it.So we really got scared so we yelled;”WHY DON’T YOU JUST STOP AND LEAVE US ALONE WE DONT HAVE ANYTHING AGAINST YOU SO PLEASE JUST STOP MESSING WITH US”.So for the rest of the night we didn’t hear another sound,by that time it was 4:35 a.m!(and that’s it)
September 12th, 2008 at 4:06 pm
oh my gosh that is like so darn true and like oh my dang freakin gosh this is so scary if that was me being in that sittuation you had. well it does sound super super scary bye.
September 12th, 2008 at 4:14 pm
oh my gosh that is like the scariest story on this site written down everone elses is a big big fat dang lie,but I know yours is most deffinently the truiest one
September 15th, 2008 at 9:11 am
wow this is reeeeeaaaaaaallllllyyyyy scary.
October 1st, 2008 at 4:58 am
I agree its not that scary, but this is. I work as a front desk clerk in tennessee. All of our rooms were completely sold out, when this gentlemen with raven colored hair come in the office. He said he was on his way back from a long trip and was looking for a place to stay for the night. I asked how far he came from and all he would say was that its way down south and very hot there. I thought he was being funny so i laughed at his joke, even if it was in poor taste. I told him that we were at full capacity and that we had nothing for him. He then informed me that he was looking for some people and that he would have them before the night was over and then preceded to leave the office. At 1:30am he came back to the office, he was very pale looking and he made my office very hot and uncomfortable. He told me that by 4:30am that i would have a couple of guests checked out. Once again he left the office. At 3:30am i get a call from guests complaining of two people fighting so i call the police to report it. While on the phone i hear two gunshots from a nearby room, the same one that im calling about. The police show up and find that there was a shooting, one by homicide and one by suicide. As im walking back to the office, i see a hearse pulling in to the office. I then walk up to the car to tell the driver what room and where to park at. The window rolls down, and its the guy who has been in my office earlier tonight. He blows his cigar smoke in my face and says “I know where they’re are, ive been watching them all night!” As he pulls away he says ” See i told you that you would have a couple check out by 4:30! I then looked down at my watch and it said 4:27am! But how did he know all this though?
October 3rd, 2008 at 3:10 pm
Wow those all sound really fake. I know one but it is fake it isn’t true but if you wanna hear it just say so….
October 7th, 2008 at 10:15 am
you guys have the most cutiest animals its so CUTE!!!!!!!! i love your website!!!!!!!!!!!!!
October 8th, 2008 at 4:06 am
so
October 21st, 2008 at 10:37 pm
I was suspended one day and home alone while the others were at school and my dad at work. I started to enjoy watching Dr Phil. It was on the second day of my suspension when Dr Phil had an expert in spirits and ghosts. I was watching it, and half way through the expert says “You know when a spirit is around when anything electrical flickers. For example a light or tv set” Just thwen my tv started to flicker green, purple, orange. Then it went blank and turned on again. It never happened after that and never happened when we bought it. That was the very first time i saw the tv do it, and all the other tvs we had bought never done it before. it was only when he said it. its never happened before or after that Dr Phil show.
October 22nd, 2008 at 3:56 pm
ok u can say its not true but it is.. my friend told me a story that she got a book out of a library and there waz a ghost named kayla that hated god. i had a necklace that said i love god there waz a small stump in my woods that had sticks growing out of it and we tied it there to c if it wuz true or not the next day it was still there but 2 days later it wuz gone no trace of it
except for small pieces of the string!the book also said she hiptnotizes people sorta and my family and my friends family had a bonfire over my house my friendwaz juzt sitting there in a blank stare without blinkind staring at the fire and then and again it happens to me still it freaks me out to think about it then 1 day my parents my sisters and i were at my parents friends house andme my sister and my other friend played hide and seek and my sister is small and she waz hideing behind the refridgearadori wuz counting out side and wen i wuz done i asked my parents “have u seen my sister” they said no i glimpst at the window and seen a tall girl with long blonde hair i said “i think i found her” wen i looked back she wuz gone !i looked all near that window noone wuz ther in the kitchen i seen both my sister and my friend the same day of the fire i 4got to mention my baby sister wuz asleep so my mom told me and my friend to go get her we went up the stairs and i have a squeeky rockin chair and wen we got there my baby sister wuz asleep and the chair wuz rocking isnt it scary?!
I DNT CARE IF U DNT THINK ITS TRUE CAUSE I NO IT IS TRUE AND I DONT NEED PPL TO TELL ME OTHERWIZE OK…btw:im 11 my sister is 7 my friend #1 is 12 Friend#2 is 6 my baby sister is 2
October 22nd, 2008 at 11:44 pm
this happend round bout midnight and fineshed round bout at 1.40..well biatchs get this on night me and i 12 my big sister who was 17 we were watching freddy crouger in theloungeroom and we fell asleep half way through it we woke up because a pillow was over my face and i couldnt get it off and my sister woke up because i was pulling her hair to wake her up than all of a sudden the lights staryed flickering and somthing knoked me to the ground and my sister was hanging on the wall by her hair and she started bleeding from her eyes i was screaming and trying to get her down the lights went bak to normal and she fell of the wall and her eyes were normal we were both screaming we were that scared i swear i shit myslef anyway we ran into the kitchen yo hide and everythink was fine than we heard a young man and woman crying the lights started flickering again and the fridge was moving towards us we jumped over the bench and we call mum she came rushing over and than she seen my leg bleeding and i had 4 claw marks slashed in my leg and my sister had then on her bak and face…
true story this isnt a lie!!!!!
October 23rd, 2008 at 9:34 am
those r all fake u guys r messed
October 23rd, 2008 at 9:35 am
why would u make up all of those stupid stories everybody should kow that they r not true!
October 23rd, 2008 at 10:25 am
n0t sc4ry 4t4ll -.-
October 29th, 2008 at 5:12 pm
You guys are all soooooo fake I read similar stuff in the scary books that I’ve read over the years.I can’t believe that you’d be so stupid and say that it happened to you.Geesh you are all so gelable.
October 29th, 2008 at 6:39 pm
You guys can believe this if you want to or not. I cant say its true either but it happened to my mother when she was 18years old, and my mother has never lied to me in her life.
My mother was babysitting a young girl at an old house in Paradise point, Australia. She had just finished tucking her in bed for the night and went downstairs to watch television. Some time later she saw the lights in the upstairs hallway turn on, so she headed back upstairs to turn them off, not thinking anything of it. About an hour after that they turned on again so she went upstairs into the little girls room. She was still stirring so my mother asked her to stop turning on the lights, to which she replied “Im not”. Mum thought this was strange but shes not a tight believer in unexplained cicumstances.
Going back to bed mum fell asleep on the couch.
In the morning, the little girls mother returned after a long night of working, she saw her daughter wearing a new dress and thanked my mother for buying it for her. My mother insisted she had not bought her a dress and then asked the little girl where she got it from. the girl said ” an old lady woke me up last night and said she made it for me as a present.” My mother and the lady looked at each other and went to find out the history of the dress from a dressmaker.
Apparently the materials used where over 100years old. They were also told that an aboriginal berrial ground used to be in the suburb of paradise point where she lived, until developers built houses over it.
When my mother told me this story i got a shiver because i honestly believe there is more in this world than what we see. Ignorence doesn’t make it go away, but grow stronger.
Danielle. Gold Coast, Australia.
October 30th, 2008 at 3:03 am
Jesus, I’m a fairly scared person.
Well I was at a slumber party earlier this year, May I think. We were out the front and it was about midnight. We were just discussing some regular stuff and like my friend says “Omg guys I just saw a black dog with no owner” and then we just like screamed and ran inside. Then I said “It could of been Sirius Black” and someone else goes “Don’t say that G I’m scared” and then we compared scary stories.
Btw all of the girls at that party were 11 like moi. Was funny havin about 7 preteen girls outside at midnight >:)
October 31st, 2008 at 2:41 pm
boring i agree with carla not even creepy
November 1st, 2008 at 6:52 pm
YOU ARE SO LIEING
November 1st, 2008 at 8:48 pm
well i dont know wat to think i would scear me if!!!!! point blank i like them aw
November 3rd, 2008 at 3:34 am
I agree with Carla but…
Somday it cood happen 2 u !!!
November 7th, 2008 at 2:56 pm
1700’s Ghost Lady
Submitted by: Rachel, Dublin, Ohio, USA, December 1982
I was used to seeing ghosts, as I have had many ghostly encounters throughout my life, and so did my mother, grandmother, siblings, and other members in my immediate family on my maternal side. So seeing or communicating with another ghost did not frighten me. When I was a child, ghosts would frighten me, but as I grew up and through the years, I got used to them being around.
Back in early December of 1982, is when my story happened. My husband and I bought a lovely old two-story house about one year prior to the event.
My husband and children and myself moved into this old house that actually sat on land that once had a house that served as refuge for escaped slaves through the underground railroad. This house was located deep back in the woods, in the state of Ohio. I could tell right from the beginning that there was a creepy feeling about the whole place; like a sadness. It’s hard to explain. But anyway, on that particular night, it was very cold and there was deep snow on the ground. I was feeling very exhausted, as I was pregnant with my son, and he was due to be born in about one week. I had a very busy day throughout that day, so I was glad for night time to finally come and all of the children were now fast asleep in their bedrooms.
I was feeling uncomfortable, so my husband was asleep in the next bedroom down the long hall so I could have the big double bed to myself to try to rest easier and get some sleep.
My bedroom was on the first floor, close by the bathroom. The children all slept upstairs on the second floor. I had a bassinet waiting for the baby when he was born in my bedroom sitting right next to the wall, close by the doorway at the foot of my bed. A lot of new baby blankets were folded very neatly and were laid on top of the bassinet. Before I retired for the night, I took a warm shower, then I walked to the back of my bedroom and looked out of the window, into the crisp cold night. A bright full moon was shining and casting shadows from the many trees that surrounded our house. The white snow glistened in the moonlight. I slipped into my long flannel warm night gown, and crawled underneath my warm blankets, and fell right asleep. After about two hours, I awoke suddenly. I opened my eyes and looked down past the foot of my bed, and there I saw very plainly a young lady just sitting in the center of the bassinet on top of the bunch of folded baby blankets, with her dainty hands folded on her lap. I noticed that she appeared to be “weightless”, because although she was sitting on top of the soft blankets, their was no indentation from her body. The blankets still were in straight-folded-order. I mean they did not sink down in the middle and the bassinet stood without wavering. The moonlight was shining in my window and I could see her very clearly by the light of the moon. She was just sitting there looking at me. I looked at her, and I noticed that she appeared to be very solid and life like. She was slim and frail, and her skin color looked very pale white. Her age I believe was young, as she looked no more than 19 or 20. She had a very pretty face that wore no make up, or lipstick, or such. Her eyes were light blue, and her hair hung in long golden ringlets to just past her shoulders. She wore a long, light blue, full skirt dress that hung down to her ankles, with long sleeves and high button neck, with white collar and white cuffs on the sleeves. I could see the black toes of her shoes just barely sticking out from underneath her cotton dress as she sat quietly watching me. She had on her head a light blue bonnet with white lace around the brim, with the white lace neck ribbon untied and just dangling loose on each side. I was thinking by her all dress or appearance she must of been from the 1700’s.
After we stared at each other for at least a couple of minutes, I just closed my eyes and drifted right back to sleep. I slept for a few more hours, then I woke up again because I needed to go to the bathroom. When I opened my eyes, I saw she was still sitting there looking at me in the same position and spot. I got out of my bed and proceeded to walk toward the door and right past the girl. She did not vanish or move. She sat deathly still, looking straight ahead toward my bed.
I walked the short distance down the hall to the bathroom. I used the bathroom, and while walking back toward my bedroom, I was thinking that this ghost apparition must be gone by now? But upon entering my bedroom, I found, to my surprise, the ghostly girl was still sitting there in the same place and same position as before. I walked back past her and I sat down on the side of my bed. As I stared at her sweet, soft, pretty face, I decided to try to communicate with her. So I asked her, “What are you doing here in my bedroom?” To my surprise, she replied in a very soft calm sweet voice, “Looking at you.” As she spoke these words, her lips never moved, but still I could hear her voice speaking out loud. I asked her, “Why?” She said, “Because I’m lonesome.” Then I asked her, “What is your name?” She replied, “Sarah…Sarah Brandon.” I asked, “How old are you Sarah Brandon?” She answered, “17…Have you seen my Aunt Isabelle? I can’t find her. I can’t seem to find anyone that I know. Everyone seems to be gone.” I asked, “Who?” Then she paused for a moment, then said, “I’m cold.” Then she asked, “Can I sleep with you?” After she asked that last question, I got irritated, then I replied in a stern sharp voice, “Well, no! Can’t you see I’m pregnant, and I’m miserable, and my husband had to sleep in the other bedroom? That’s why I’m sleeping alone in the first place!” Then there was a pause of silence, as we stared at each other. Then I heard her reply in a sad quiet voice, “Ooooohhhhh.” Then she started to slowly fade away (not vanish). She first started fading from her face, like inside-outward, then the rest of her just faded on away and she was gone forever. I never saw her again.
Comments:
This was one of the most interesting ghost experiences I ever had. I never will forget it. I have had many others as well, also quite interesting. I think we can ALL communicate with Ghosts, if we just only relax and TRY. It is our own FEAR that stands in our way.
Take the departure of our own loved ones, for instance. They’re NEVER really gone. They exist forever in our MINDS and in our HEARTS and in our LONGING. There is MAGIC in our sense of LONGING. The MAGIC is what KEEPS them ALIVE. If we take away the MAGIC, then we take away the capacity to LOVE.
Rachel
November 12th, 2008 at 10:07 am
A couple years back were my worst.My stepmom that i loved so much divorced my dad.We could not pay the house rent so we decided to move.We looked at a bunch of houses and supposedly a girl had lived in one. This girl went to a firework show at Edmonson Park in my hometown. The fireworks backfired and blew up her stomach. Of course she died,but the house was too much so we couldn’t buy it.We found this other house.If was perfect. We started moving in, and I felt so uneasy up stairs(but mostly in the bathroom which had been totally remodeled).My sister was friends with the girl who lived across the street.At school she told my sister she was best friends with the girl who used to lived there, and they saw stuff. Ghost stuff.A girl who had lived there, named Morgan had died wen she was home alone. The furnace blew up. Now if you go in the bathroom every Saturday night and say Morgan , Morgan come out and play. You can communacate with her.
November 17th, 2008 at 4:21 pm
Some of d`s stories sound so freakin fake.i can’t b-lieve u guyz.
November 17th, 2008 at 4:31 pm
WOW! These are good, but still unbelievable.
November 21st, 2008 at 4:57 pm
Okay you guys probably won’t think this is true, but my teacher and half of my 6th period class tried it, so I don’t care if you don’t believe it because I know it’s true. My teacher likes to elaborate stories but she would never lie to us.
Last Halloween, my teacher told the class about this creepy thing that happened to her when she was about our age (12). According to the story, if you turn off all the lights in a bathroom, light a candle and stare into the mirror, you can see your own skull. So she tried it and it worked, apparenly you could see all the layers of your skin stripping off until you got to the bone. Then she asked us to try it. I didn’t, but when we got back to school on Monday, about half the class had tried it and reported it to work.
Like I said, I don’t care how fake you think this is, but it is real, and if you want proof you can try it yourself if you are not as chicken as I am. It might take a minute, but it should work!
Oh and by the way you guys all say that the stories are fake, but I disagree, they probably actually happened but have been stretched a lot to sound more scary.
November 22nd, 2008 at 8:48 pm
i pinky promise this is real i dont exaggerated
in texis
there were me and ma friends we were bored so we went up to the abandoned hospital that got burned down we walked inside one by one the door slamed i got soo scared
we decided to break a few windows and looked around and played on the old wheel chairs and broke stuff it was fun until when we decided to go one of our friends took something and wen we got owt we had horible stomach pains i noticed that our friend took something so we sprinted back and put it in the same place as we left the pains faded so when we go back we dont touch much
so the leson 4 u is dont touch theres consequences
December 6th, 2008 at 4:12 pm
it was totally not scary
December 6th, 2008 at 4:12 pm
that was so not scary
December 14th, 2008 at 6:27 am
i’ve got a really true scary story
Black Aggie
When Felix Agnus put up the life-sized shrouded bronze statue of a grieving angel, seated on a pedestal, in the Agnus family plot in the Druid Ridge Cemetery, he had no idea what he had started. The statue was a rather eerie figure by day, frozen in a moment of grief and terrible pain. At night, the figure was almost unbelievably creepy; the shroud over its head obscuring the face until you were up close to it. There was a living air about the grieving angel, as if its arms could really reach out and grab you if you weren’t careful.
It didn’t take long for rumors to sweep through the town and surrounding countryside. They said that the statue - nicknamed Black Aggie - was haunted by the spirit of a mistreated wife who lay beneath her feet. The statue’s eyes would glow red at the stroke of midnight, and any living person who returned the statues gaze would instantly be struck blind. Any pregnant woman who passed through her shadow would miscarry. If you sat on her lap at night, the statue would come to life and crush you to death in her dark embrace. If you spoke Black Aggie’s name three times at midnight in front of a dark mirror, the evil angel would appear and pull you down to hell. They also said that spirits of the dead would rise from their graves on dark nights to gather around the statue at night.
People began visiting the cemetery just to see the statue, and it was then that the local fraternity decided to make the statue of Grief part of their initiation rites. “Black Aggie” sitting, where candidates for membership had to spend the night crouched beneath the statue with their backs to the grave of General Agnus, became popular.
One dark night, two fraternity members accompanied new hopeful to the cemetery and watched while he took his place underneath the creepy statue. The clouds had obscured the moon that night, and the whole area surrounding the dark statue was filled with a sense of anger and malice. It felt as if a storm were brewing in that part of the cemetery, and to their chagrin, the two fraternity members noticed that gray shadows seemed to be clustering around the body of the frightened fraternity candidate crouching in front of the statue.
What had been a funny initiation rite suddenly took on an air of danger. One of the fraternity brothers stepped forward in alarm to call out to the initiate. As he did, the statue above the boy stirred ominously. The two fraternity brothers froze in shock as the shrouded head turned toward the new candidate. They saw the gleam of glowing red eyes beneath the concealing hood as the statue’s arms reached out toward the cowering boy.
With shouts of alarm, the fraternity brothers leapt forward to rescue the new initiate. But it was too late. The initiate gave one horrified yell, and then his body disappeared into the embrace of the dark angel. The fraternity brothers skidded to a halt as the statue thoughtfully rested its glowing eyes upon them. With gasps of terror, the boys fled from the cemetery before the statue could grab them too.
Hearing the screams, a night watchman hurried to the Agnus plot. To his chagrin, he discovered the body of a young man lying at the foot of the statue. The young man had apparently died of fright.
The disruption caused by the statue grew so acute that the Agnus family finally donated it to the Smithsonian museum in Washington D.C.. The grieving angel sat for many years in storage there, never again to plague the citizens visiting the Druid Hill Park Cemetery.
December 14th, 2008 at 6:30 am
ok it’s not true
December 19th, 2008 at 3:05 am
yah freaky.
December 29th, 2008 at 8:35 pm
when i was about 8 years old my familes sterio in the living room wud go off with a loud blast for no reason in the middle of the night and we even unpluged it to but it went off for a whole week.and everybody stayed up to see why it happen and then again it went off right full blast and in our eyes we saw no movement from the knobs of it
December 31st, 2008 at 11:51 pm
Ok.. i don’t care if you believe this or not but its absolutely true. Alright. this was a few years ago. I was 11 and my sister, Brianna, was 10. She’s only my half sister so we don’t live together. But we usually spend weekends together. Well this was summer vacation and we were sleeping over our grandmas house. Since i’m there more often i have my own room. But i usually slept in the living room because the door to the atic was in there. And i was used to the sound of things getting slammed around. It was about 2am and we had just turned off whatever movie we were watching and threw out our popcorn. Our grandma had fallen asleep in the living room so we decided to sleep in my room that night so we could stay up later without waking her up. So we went up there and made a bed on the floor and checked the lock on the atic door. and as usual it was tight. So we put on another movie, shut off the lights, and layed down to go to sleep. It was about 3:45 when the movie ended and we decided to go to sleep. But by about 4:10 we heard someone running up the stairs. But our grandma has a bad back.. so we got a little freaked. We decided to just ignore us. About 15 minutes later we heard it again. But coming from the atic stairs. Then we started to get a little nervous and just tried to ignore it. At about 4:30 we heard male voices talking and then suddenly there was a sound like an old record player playing and the sound of people dancing. i turned on my light and the lock to the atic door was completely ripped out of the wall and the door was wide open and some little girl in a blue dress was standing there looking at us. Her face was all red as if she had been crying and she said she missed her old room and was gone. We fixed the door and slept in the kitchen that night. She never spoke to us again.. but we did see her occasionally just walking down the hall or in the yard.
A few months ago, this is two years later. I decided to research my house. Apparently its about 145 years old. NO LIE! and has been rebuilt many timess. and one site i found said there had once been a murder of girl in one of the upstairs bedrooms. Me and my sister searched all over the rooms for some kind of evidence. but naturally.. nothing showed up..
A few weeks ago My bestfriends, Kayla, Bree, and i decided to go up into my atic. We were very randomly taking pictures of parts of it hoping for some paranormal activity findings. A few days later when Kayla and i uploaded them onto my computer we found one with a faint appearance of a face looking out a window. And near it is a dark stain on the wall with a small girl standing next to it.
I swear on my life this isn’t a lie.
if it was i wouldn’t have wasted the last hour typing it.
January 20th, 2009 at 7:38 pm
Whoa that’s freaky. My friend’s house is haunted, yet I sleep there all the time… I must be insane. Great story. I believe you. Things like that can happen.
January 21st, 2009 at 12:08 pm
Some of these stories are so scary!
Fake but scary
p.s i’m not saying that all of them are fake just some of them
January 26th, 2009 at 5:09 pm
that is all fake u guy r all dumb i cant believe u think it is real my baby sister is not even scared of it and u r lol haha
March 24th, 2009 at 12:40 pm
the only stories that i believe are the ones on the show “A haunting because they have mpre proof!its on like discovery channel or national geographic or something, i forget but check those storries out!they are true!
April 5th, 2009 at 10:02 am
omg this is reall
i had a dream where i looked outside and i saw a face i go scared in my dream so i lied down on my bed next to my mickie mouse teddy
i got bored so i stuk my tongue out at it as if i was pulling a face at it
and it grabbed me!!!!
i woke up and i could still feel its arms as if it was still there
i was spooked so i went in my moms room and i was sweating and i noticed my arms were deep red im scared1
April 5th, 2009 at 10:04 am
myne is true lol
please contatc me if you think im crazy or if its happened to you!”2111
April 5th, 2009 at 8:49 pm
omg those stories are so freaky! but get this.
me and my friends were walking in the woods, and one of my friends got mad so she decided to go home. well when me and my other friend saw her running back we knew something was wrong. she saw a man in blue chasing her. we went back but noone was there. and to this day we still think it was a ghost.
true story
April 6th, 2009 at 5:08 pm
thise “ghost stories” are a bunch of lies that no one would believe. Try to stop skipping English class also. Try not to write a piece of shit that not even big Chuk-E-Cheese would be scared of.
April 6th, 2009 at 5:19 pm
frick
April 7th, 2009 at 7:32 am
Katie Scared is crazy. A teddy bear pulling your tongue? Grow up people. Even though I’m Norwegian I’m not completely stubborn and bullheaded… yet.
April 10th, 2009 at 1:16 pm
Ok I swear my house is Hunted! I went downstair to kitcken I slowy looked in the room the lights flicked like 7 times and my dog Angel started to bark at the wall where there is nothing there I got so freaked so I ran upstairs are fast as I CAN!
New story: This happened a month ago… I was going to my landery room to find shirt and i heared slow humming or singing and so later i heard a dog toy sweaking and my dog Smokey died 5 years ago and her old toys are down there its freaky
April 13th, 2009 at 5:33 pm
#46, if your story is so true, try spelling Texas right. If it’s your hometown, you should know how to spell it.(DUH!!) Oh, all the stories on this page are bull. And BTW, you all suck at spelling. 63…. what’s wrong with you? A teddy pulling your tongue? Do you think everybody here is stupid? You suck at making things seem real too! Like wow!!!!! I honestly hope that nobody on this page grows up and becomes an author. It would be a crime…. that’s my rant for now! Peace!!
April 13th, 2009 at 5:46 pm
Omigosh! I just saw Casper!! I also saw Stinky, Fatso, and that one other guy. Strech, is it? I’ve also had a lot to drink in the last three minutes…….
April 13th, 2009 at 5:50 pm
Omigosh! I like just saw Casper! I also saw the other guys! OMG, OMG!! I should lay off the alcohol, too! Omigod!! HAHA, suckers!!
April 13th, 2009 at 6:04 pm
I adore this site, but don’t exactly agree with some comments posted. It could be possible that these stories are true, but may have been streched a little too far. - Shannon Leah
Okay, my grandfather had just passed away from alcohol poisoning, and it was really hard for me to deal with. Grandpa must have been watching over me, because he approached me in a dream. I still remember the exact words he spoke. ” Please do not follow in my footsteps, Shannon Leah. I lead a bad life and fell terrible for my actions. Tell your father I’m sorry. He’ll know what I mean. Don’t ever drink, it will ruin your life. I love you sweetheart.” Then he was gone. Is it possible for loved ones to approach you in a dream? I think so. Please don’t say I’m crazy, I’m not. Just lead good lives, and don’t follow in the footsteps of my father or grandfather.
Shannon Leah
Age: 12
April 15th, 2009 at 4:46 am
it was stupid
April 17th, 2009 at 2:57 pm
I had one of the scariest things happen to me. My older sister was involved with doing voodoo. Her intentions were not meant well and it led to many strange occurrences in my home. Late at night before I fell asleep I would hear furniture moving in my living room. When I would step outside my room to check it out it turned out that no one was there. And the noise automatically stopped. On one particular night I was sleeping in my sisters room and she woke me up by pushing me and telling me that she thought that I was as bothersome as a fly and that she wished she could just kill me. Mind you she was telling me this in the dark with her eyes closed, at this point i was annoyed and I left the room and heard a mans voice laughing , I just assumed it was her. I went to my mothers room so I could sleep with her. Then two hours later, my sister woke me up saying that it wasnt her who spoke to me and she was totally freaked out. She wanted me to go back to her room and I said no . Strange things and shadows kept appearing and happening so my mother decided to take my sister to this holy lady who conducts this holy bathing ceremony. Because she said that my sister was possessed, my mother then contacted a priest who came in to my house and went into every room with this pot that had some fumes coming out of it kind of like incense and said a prayer. After all of that my sister joined the military and never came back again. She just disapeared and although the house feels peaceful again there is still an uneasiness that can be felt in the air. I always have to sleep with the light on .
April 21st, 2009 at 11:57 am
ok if you want to make a good scary storie seem true make sure your CORRECTLY spell something.Because then it seems like the story is fake…
May 8th, 2009 at 9:12 pm
u owe me a new pair of underwear.
May 8th, 2009 at 9:19 pm
this isn’t really too scary but it scared the
crap out of me. and its true
my friend dustin and i were making a video for a class and we were filming the house next to his, pretending to the cmaera that it was haunted. (It hadn’t been lived in for like 5 years) any way. i was pretending that i saw ghosts when he screamed and pulled me, i looked into the top window in time to see a snow white face with its mouth oepned looking at us angrily. we shit ourselevs and ran three blocks down!
May 24th, 2009 at 10:57 am
Welll…the very first story on this page…i accutually believe it……
Because it sounds real…Dogs can sense paranormal activity and normally will not go near it and will bark….
But that wasn’t a scary story…
Did anybody ever hear of the Waverly Hills Sanatorium….i suggest u read about it….
And it’s legendary room 502…
It would’ probably interest alot of you if you are into paranormal stuff like i am….
but if you in it just for the scares don’t even bother
if you want to be interested in ghost be interested in ghost but u can’t be skeptical you have to believe stuff…
Although at the same time you have to be able to pick out the fake from the real..i accutually believe most of these stories..
maybe some of them are overly exaggerated…..
but i believe them….
and if you don’t believe me you don’t have to…but i am part Pshychic and i can accutaully talk to the spirits…
And let me tell you something….IT’S AMAZING
btw i’m 13 years old….
and i’m more mature than half of you people….
Karlie J. PENNSYLVANIA United States
May 25th, 2009 at 6:32 pm
cool
May 25th, 2009 at 6:36 pm
I remember while I was sleeping I could have sworn there was a ghostly face right ubove my bed. it was staring at me and I was only 10 at the time, so I got up and waved myy hand over it and then it dissapeared
May 25th, 2009 at 6:41 pm
it’s not such a scary story but it was true
June 1st, 2009 at 7:05 pm
wow yall got really scary suff
June 17th, 2009 at 11:26 am
Okay you might think that this is not true but I really don’t give a crap. I invited some friends of mine over for a sleepover for my 12th birthday party(I’m 14 now)and we decided to see if we could communicate with one of our dead relatives.
So we got into a circle and began to say the name of one our dead family members. I looked up and honest to God I saw my Great- grandmothers face in the mirror, I also saw the face of two other people. One a middle-aged man and old woman. It really scared the crap out of me. Like I said before I really don’t care if you believe this or not it really did happen.
June 19th, 2009 at 11:20 pm
one day while i was at school i was walking down the crodore coz i was late and no one was in there i reached my class to hand my bag when i looked in the class i saw this women in a teachers out fit and she was sort of see through start walking up to the white board with a texta in her hand and she was writing stuff like she was teaching a class then she looked at me and i sort of ducked down and when i got up she was right at the window so i ran and ran to the hall for assembely
June 19th, 2009 at 11:22 pm
wow sounds scary
June 20th, 2009 at 2:13 am
This is really just fake, but one of my guy friends told us this story. I may not have every word correct, but oh well!!!
A few kids were joking around in a hotel after the prom and they could not mask this horrid smell coming from the closet. They sprayed air freshener, they complained to hotel service, they even held their breathe. It wasn’t a gross smell, or a nasty smell. It was a mad, unhappy, sad smell, if you know what I am talking of. A smell that told a feeling, one could say. There were 3 girls and 2 boys. One boy had bailed and went home with his parents. Was he smart?
After almost an hour, on the boys opened the closet and moved the extra sheets and ironing board, common hotel items. He yelled out in horror. On of the girls ran in the room and found the boy moving frantically from the closet with a look of disgust. She looked in the closet and saw a green cloud of what looked like gas. “What is wrong? I mean, ok, i understand it is a little gross, but there is no need to freak out!” the girl laughed. The boy ran out of the room and the girl followed. He put his hands on her shoulders and held her still. “I felt something…it was a remorseful sorrow kind of feeling. It was…very strong…it overcame me…” he said. The girl laughed and moved from his grip to the couch. “You are such a dork. Stop pulling pranks!” she giggled. The other 2 girls and the guy walked in the door with pizza and shopping bags. They had bought movies and travel items, since they were leaving in a few days for Florida. The boy whom stayed home with the girl was named Joseph, a bible name. The girl was Cindy. The other guy was Jacob, also a bible name. The other two girls were Mary, a bible name, and Delilah, also a bible name. Cindy stood up from the couch and started mumbling. Mary sat down where she had before. “Shut up and get some pizza…” she said, watching a show on the TV. Cindy wouldn’t sit down. She had her eyes closed and her lips moved inhumanly fast. She began to speak aloud to quick for any human ear to hear. Her voice became demonic, the same voice she joked around with. Her friends laughed. She picked a small table lamp up and flung it the the window but the thin glass did not shatter at the lamp passed through to the air. The glass was unharmed. Since Cindy was a short stout girl, she was not strong. She opened her eyes and smiled. “I would be very pleased if you left my home,” she said in a deep male voice. The teenagers remained still and Jacob stood up. He stood in front of Cindy and glared her way. “Good one, Cindy. Funny. Much like your previous ‘funny’ jokes that scared Joseph and Mary so bad that they couldn’t sleep all night. Stop it now, unless you want all of us to exclude you from the trip to Florida,” he threatened. She reached out to him with one arm, as if to pat him on the back. Her fingers clenched around his neck and a cracking noise filled the room. They boy looked confused and he stepped back unharmed. “Mhm, funny,” he said. Before Anyone else could say anything, the girl collapsed on the couch. Joseph ran to the closet and noticed that the green gas had left. He ran back yelling. Rooms across the hall complained to the service. Cindy stood up and smiled. “Hey guys! Ooh, pizza!” she said, unharmed. The teenagers were dumbfounded. They decided to ignore it. She had done things like this before.
The next day, they all woke up to find Cindy standing on the window seal, the window open, as if to jump, but her figure was frozen. Tears were plastered on her sad face. She had deep, red cut marks on her wrists, enough to kill if cut in the right spot. The outfit she wore was covered in blood and something black. One of the boys wiped a little on his finger and the horrid smell from the closet radiated through his nasal cavity. He was surprised, but he didn’t say anything. Mary calls up her priest and asks him to come to the hotel located on the 9th floor. Within hours, he is the room. Cindy won’t move. Her skin is still soft, her hair is silky, but her base (the body) will not move. The priest says a short prayer and Cindy jolts a little. The people are elated. The priest talks of Jesus and being saved. He begins to tell of God’s love for us and Cindy’s body jumps to the priest and he goes to the floor with Cindy’s–now bleeding again–body. The demonic voice shouts “Where is your God now!? Huh? He can’t save you now!” Mary screams and takes Cindy’s attention to her. The priest take out a small cross and Cindy comes back to herself. She cries. “Ow! Please somebody, my wrist! It…it hurts!! Please!!!!” she screams, crying her eyes out. The priest takes her to the hospital and they take her in to the mental health care. They think she has done it, but it was demonic soul the priest found in her. He grabbed the cross because it scared the soul. The soul was captured in the cross. Cindy has her wrists amputated because the cut wounds are so deep in spots that bone was revealed. She died from loss of blood and poisoning from a gas. The teenagers are devastated of the loss of Cindy, so they end up killing each other off.
lol RETARDED STORY but it was funny the way he told it.
June 22nd, 2009 at 9:59 pm
strpy 49 is copy wrtied from a web site i saw it myself
June 23rd, 2009 at 4:49 am
Hahahaha.. It’s kinda funny how you peeps expect people to believe most of this crap.. =]
June 24th, 2009 at 10:44 pm
I think I lived in a haunted house, here are my experiences:
When I was about 8 or 9 I was living in this old house. I didn’t even know about hauntings or haunted houses, because my Mom wouldn’t tell me these things. Anyway, I was watching TV downstairs and my Mom was upstairs washing her hair. Then all of a sudden the TV turns off and in the black reflection I see one of my braids stand straight up on the top of my head. I screamed and ran upstairs to my mommy.
Then another time, my grandparents and my aunt and her son (my cousin) visited our house. While everybody was asleep, my Aunt woke up to the sound of paper ripping. My Aunt just thought it was my Mom up late, because she works alot. Well, in the morning she was advising my Mom to go to bed earlier. But my mother siad she went to bed early that night. So, my aunt was weirded out.
One morning everyone woke up early except my grandmother, because she doesn’t sleep much, so we let her sleep. Anyway, when she awoke she heard the shower running, the light was on in the bathroom, and the door was locked. My grandmother just assumed that it was my Uncle who finally arrived after a 2 day trip. So she went downstairs and saw that everyone was downstairs including my Uncle who arrived late. Shocked, my grandmother looked back up the stairs to see the bathroom. When she looked the door was opened, the lights were off, the mirrors were not foggy, and the shower was off.
These events are all true, and my Mom and I finally moved out of that house.