07/17/17

Reader Submission: Kitchen Poltergeist

“Last week, my parents went out of town and I spent a few days alone. This was no big deal as I’m 18 and stay alone often, but this time the creepiest thing happened while they were away.

One afternoon, I was up in my room when the kitchen cabinets downstairs started banging. Now I’m not talking about little thumps and thuds. It sounded like someone was in my house slamming the cabinet doors as hard as they could. BANG! BANG! BANG! I was sure someone had broken in.

I stood there for a minute, freaking out and not sure what to do. I eventually snapped out of it and headed to my parents’ room to get the gun. Like I said, I was sure someone had forced their way inside the house and was ransacking the place. So I got the gun, loaded it, and left the room. The cabinets kept banging the entire time.

I headed downstairs, and the SECOND my foot touched the bottom landing, the banging sounds stopped. I mean one second there were these deafening bangs, and the next second it was silent. I thought that whoever was in the house had heard me coming down and was hiding somewhere.

I searched the house from top to bottom. I looked under the beds, in the closets, up in the attic, everywhere. There was no one around, and nothing had been disturbed. The cabinets were all closed when I downstairs, and the dishes were fine.

Once I was sure the house was empty, I grabbed my uniform and went to work two hours early. After my shift, I was too afraid to come home, so I stayed out until two in the morning. Thankfully, nothing happened when I got back , and nothing weird has happened since then.”

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07/8/17

Reader Submission: Haunted Home

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“In the ’80s, my aunt used to live in a haunted house in Columbia, South Carolina. As far as I know, it was an average home- there was no dark history or murders -but the creepiest stuff always happened. Here’s just some of what my aunt and her family experienced there.

It started off with strange noises. For example, my aunt would hear what sounded like a broom falling in the closet, or shoes shuffling in the bedroom. When she went to investigate, however, the noises stopped and everything was where she’d left it.

Soon after the noises began, weird things started happening around the house. For instance, after a night of heavy snowfall, my uncle went outside and noticed water pouring from the faucet. The handle had been turned as far as it would go, but there were no footprints in the snow. How could someone turn the faucet on without leaving tracks?

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04/20/17

Ghost Photo: The Woman Watching

Does the photo above show a ghost? That’s what one Reddit user wants to know. The following comes from the site’s r/paranormal section. The OP writes:

“These photos were taken in 2005 with a really crapshoot digital camera. It was just my sister and her friend Tommy in the room at the time. The photos were taken within seconds of each other, the one on the left was taken with a flash, the one on the right without. In the photo on the right, you can see, CLEAR AS DAY, the face of one person and the opposite hand of another. You can even make out very round glasses on the face! No one else was with them.

Growing up in our parents’ house, we always had strange things happen. Noises, things being moved, that kind of stuff. Maybe this was the person behind all of the activity?”

What do you think of the photo? Critics say the image has been altered, others believe it shows a spirit.

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02/26/17

Reader Submission: The Man at the Door

“My father always argued that a near death experience was the result of chemical processes in the brain.

This all happened Wednesday night, 2/15/17. I returned home after my husband had taken me out for a fancy diner the day after Valentine’s Day because it would be less busy. After we got home, he went to bed and I stayed up watching YouTube.

At 11:30 p.m., I heard someone knocking on the front door and it sounded like they might be trying to break in. I started yelling, asking who it was. It was a police officer.

I told him to hold on. I ran up and told my husband to get up and come down…’It’s the police.’

My husband talked to the officer as I hid behind the door. The officer asked for me. I came out from behind. He then said something that knocked the wind out of me. Mom couldn’t reach me by phone. Come to her house. My father’s in the hospital.

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