Category: True Paranormal Stories

Shadows in the Dark

By Lilbutterfli94

When I was a freshman in College there were all sorts of ghost stories about the campus. Most of these stemming from traumatic events that happened on the campus many years prior. There was a story about the building called Old Chapel, about these figures that roamed the building at night. There were stories about the Fine Arts Center, and this was where I had my first experience on the campus. It was the beginning of the school year, and bright outside. The power in the building went out and as my teacher entered the room the door next to him swung open without anyone touching it.

Later that night as the fall air crept in, I was walking around the campus, trying to calm down from the days activities, and I went by the Fine Arts Center center that night and out of the corner of my eye I saw something moving in the room I had been in earlier that day. I turned my head and there was a shadow standing in the corner, right in front of the mirror in the room. It soon vanishes and I make my way back to my room.


From Phone Conversation to Real Experience

By Anthony

Back when I was seventeen, I was much more into the paranormal and supernatural; I’m saying this because I had done some Ouija sessions with friends previously to this experience happening, and it could have had something to do with that.
It was just an average night during the summer, which for me meant I would talk on the phone a lot with friends. On this night I was sitting on a white leather couch that was in our living room; it was facing our front window that had the blinds parted so the moonlight could shine in, but other than that I was in the dark.

The house I lived in at the time included myself, my mom, and a couple roommates; it was also the house I grew up in. So, I was on the phone with a good friend of mine named Jessie, talking about anything we thought was interesting. Somewhere along in the conversation we started discussing ghosts and past experiences we’ve had with anything paranormal. After she had finished talking, I chimed in and began to tell her about an imaginary friend I used to have when I was a child.


The Blue House

By Aureux

You don’t have to believe me. I sometimes can hardly believe it myself.

My mother’s co-worker had a house for rent. The last tenants didn’t take care of it, and he himself hadn’t seemed to really take care of it either, so it was a mess. But, it was close to her work and within a five minute walk to school for me, so we decided to take it. It helped that her boyfriend, who for the sake of convenience I will call my stepfather, wanted to move into a house rather than living at a condo or apartment.
That February nearly every other day I would walk from school to the house and help clean it up.


The Shadow Man

By Scott W.

Hello there, my name is Scott. So before I tell this story how about some backstory?
Me and my girlfriend, whose name will be changed to Nicole for privacy reasons, are what most of you will call psychic. In short me and her are able to sense, see, and interact with spirits. She is stronger than me though, being able to see them a lot more often than I can.

Another thing you will need to know is that she went through something very traumatic in middle school (we are seniors in high school now). I will not say what it was again for privacy reasons but it affects both of us heavily whenever it is brought up. But to make a long story short during this event she saw something, and this very something is the basis of this experience. So on to the actual story.


Cardinals

By Chloe-Creep

Alright, I’ve been keeping this story up my sleeve for a while now, and it freaks the hell out of me every time I think about it. It’s one of the few memories I can remember so vividly from back when I was 13.

That was the first Summer I was hired to babysit. It was a family friend, though not too close of one. It was a single mother who had gone through plenty of hardships in her life, from having her husband leave her after two miscarriages and being almost dirt poor once she finally did have her child. She first started hiring me randomly, calling me a day before hand and asking if I was free the next to work for 2-6 hours. However, she soon got a rich boyfriend and everything changed. I was happy for her of course, she did deserve someone nice, but my pay shifted. Meaning that even when I worked for way less time when she was low on cash, I still made more money.
My new schedule involved me working for 3 days a week (sometimes more depending on if they called me).


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