Category: All True Scary Stories

The Vagrant’s Mass

By Breno P.

This story happened to my mom when she lived in the countryside, about 25/30 years ago. Regarding the paranormal, I am quite skeptical man, even though I’ve saw some strange things around, just small stuff, some shadows that appear on the corner of sight, and an eerie sense of being watched sometimes, but this all can somehow be explained by sight problems and one being pre disposing to fear and paranoia.

The house my mother used to live in was a big old country house, in those days they called it Manor, the folks from the region were (and to be frank with you, night watchers, they still are very rude and simple people, most small farmers and fisherman, and here in Brazil these communities are not really attended by our government). After my Grandpa died, the family split and only my mother and grandmother stayed at the house and taking care of the place, twice a week a man came to watch over the animals left.

Not So Motherly Mother

By ~La-Bleu~

I am going to just cut to the chase. Hopefully This story isn’t to long for your liking.So, before I was born, My dad was in the Military, and my mom was too. She always had a crush on him, but he didn’t know of her at all. She would always follow him when he went to parties with friends or co-workers from his job.

Eventually he figured out what had been going on after about a month or so. He would catch her staring, and walking away when he did. He thought it was cute I guess because they ended dating for a couple months. Around their third month, they started having sex. Mind you this was 15 years ago so having a imitate relationship in three months wasn’t unusual.And she said she was on birth-control so no protection was involved. At this time though, my dad didn’t actually love her.

The Civil War Soldier Ghost

By Kirstie Cox

Hello, my name is Kirstie and I am eighteen years old. My first encounter with what I believed was the paranormal occurred when I was around fourteen. I grew up in a small, rural town southeast of Houston, Texas in a cozy, two bedroom house hidden away in the under brush of the great pine forests. My mom was a single mom who worked two jobs in order to keep food on the table, so I was quite lonely and would generally spend my time reading history books or watching documentaries.

Texas history particularly interested me, so I read a few books here and there on Davy Crockett and his last stand at the famous battle of the Alamo in present day San Antonio, Texas. I had never been to San Antonio, but I began to have a deep and sincere longing to go and experience the history there first-hand. One day, mom came home and informed me she had taken the weekend off, which was a little exciting considering we hadn’t had the opportunity to spend a weekend together in ages. She then told me to pack my things and presented me with the directions to the Menger Hotel located in San Antonio, Texas. I couldn’t believe it, I would actually be face-to-face with tangible history. The several hour car trip felt like several years, but we finally arrived in San Antonio, Texas at 10:00 PM sharp.

The Dark Figure in the Night

By Michelle Miraglia

Okay so a little background information… I moved back in with my nana about 2 months ago now. Now, I’ve always had trouble sleeping and I’ve also had I guess the feeling of being asleep and not being able to move a muscle but last week I came home from classes around 9pm.

I came in talked to nana for a minute then hopped in the shower and finally after a long ass day made it to my bed. I got up to take my meds and then proceeded to begin the process of falling asleep. Now I am very used to it taking forever for me to actually go into a some what deep sleep and on this specific night I fell asleep rather quickly. Well I have to sleep with my door cracked at night just in case my nana calls out for me. So I woke up to what I thought was my nana calling me so I opened my eyes still laying in bed and looked out of the cracked door in my room and when my eyes finally focused I was just staring at the door I think just waiting to hear nana call my name again so I didn’t get up for nothing in the middle of the night in a very dark and quiet condo. So as I was peering out the opening of the door I started to see this giant black figure appear and as I realized what I was looking at I tried my absolute hardest to move but, nothing…

The Watcher

By The_Patato_Guy13

Hello, this might be a long one but it is all true. When i was a child my grandmother would tell me these scary stories about things in her home country. She is from Greenland and when she met my grandfather they moved to America and had my mother and aunt, this will be important later. So my grandmother was telling about this one man, she said his name was the watcher. The story goes like this, Long long ago in Greenland there was a man who lived in a small town.

He was a nice man who loved to give candy to the children in town. One day the man invited a lost child into his home to try to help hem. One man saw what happened and got the wrong idea. So the townspeople marched to his house and grabbed him. They them burned him alive, but before that happened he said a spell that anyone who was in that group of people he would come back from the dead and kill them, their children, and their children’s children. So back to the story. I never knew my grandfather, he died before I was born so my mom and aunt went to Greenland to bury him in the family plot.

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