:Abbie Richey Butler:
You're different, my dear - you have a gift. While others just turn their head, You lie awake, frozen at night, afraid to leave your bed. I try not to scare you, but please remember, I only get a short time to roam the halls, the rooms, the house - all of it used to... Continue Reading →
When I was younger, I wouldn't - couldn't - go to sleep without first arranging all of my stuffed animals on the headboard of my bed. There they sat, all in a row, with bright happy colors. Their eyes were stitched wide open which meant mine could close while they kept watch. I took care in... Continue Reading →
I've lived a life of love and loss. From pretty to disturbing. You once held me oh so close, but now I sit here lurking. Don't you know we all have souls. I've had one for some time. I took a little of yours, my dear, and now it's also mine. Don't be scared, I'm... Continue Reading →
The following is another incredible story that proves that not all ghost stories have to be scary. Enjoy! — Tap, tap, tap. The noise was just loud enough to wake her from a deep sleep. With squinted eyes, Sheila stumbled to the door of her bedroom and grabbed her night coat off the hook that... Continue Reading →
This week's feature will prove that not all ghost stories have to be scary. — It was late. The house was quiet... tonight was the night. I knew I should be sleeping like the rest, but I had some important writing to do. I wasn't ready to write this piece. I wasn't ready to sit... Continue Reading →
We all probably have a story that's happened in our life that we just can't explain. A real-life ghost story can be a frightening thing, but when we take control and create our own "ghost story" to scare others, well... that can't be ALL that scary, right? The following story is inspired by one of... Continue Reading →
We pass by his house late at night. We see the glow of the attic light. The boy next door is trapped up there. We've seen him before; but he just stares. What does he want? We don’t quite know. For that reason, our eyes stay low. It’s gone on for days, weeks, and MONTHS!... Continue Reading →
The information provided in this week's feature can be found in public records, therefore the names have not been changed. Read at your own risk. ... In the spring of 1989, Robert Earl Jines — a 19-year-old migrant worker— and his girlfriend traveled from where they lived in Lakeland, Florida to Estillfork, Alabama for a... Continue Reading →
Just imagine- it's late at night. You're alone in your car. The music is on to keep you company. You're driving home from a friend's house and you're kicking yourself for staying out so late. It's almost always foggy, but tonight's fog is like no other. Thick and blinding, your little headlights can barely cut... Continue Reading →
the haunted me 