At the beginning of the month, I posed a challenge out to everyone to share their creepiest ghost stories for a chance to win a scary read of their own. I love a good ghost story and this was a great way to celebrate Halloween this year!
Whether it’s a fictional story (made-up or folklore/legend) or personal experience (to yourself or someone you know) wouldn’t affect the choice of the winner, but more a curiosity. Interesting to see how many personal accounts of creepy occurrences there were!
To lead up to Halloween Night on Wednesday, I’ll share with you the spooky qualifying entries today and tomorrow. On Wednesday, the winner will be announced – judged by myself and my lovely co-judge Wendy (aka “The Cupcake Queen”)!
From Natasha D:
When I was little I was at my Grandmas and they always said it was haunted. One creepy rainy night they decided to get out the ouija board and see what would happen. So they turned off all the lights and lighted some candles. Right away the candles started flickering and the thing you put your hands on started moving. It was a very scary and creepy night indeed!
~ personal experience
From Kate P:
So this story gave me nightmares for YEARS!!! You should never let babysitters tell scary stories. (Also, I stole this from Wikipedia. Let me know if this disqualifies me. I did modify the ending to the one I knew though(but it still scares me years later. Especially house and dog sitting right now))
A woman is home alone with only her dog for company. Listening to the radio she hears of a serial killer on the loose, so she locks all the doors and windows (in some versions, the basement window is jammed open so she just locks the basement door) and goes to bed, taking her dog to her room with her and letting it sleep under her bed. She wakes in the night and can hear a dripping sound in her room. The bedside lamp won’t work and she is too scared to get out of bed to turn on the main light. She hides under the covers but to reassure herself that the dog is still under the bed she puts her hand down and feels a lick on her hand. She lays awake for some time listening to the dripping sound and periodically puts her hand down to where she can hear heavy breathing and each time gentle licks on her fingers. Eventually she fell asleep, next morning when she wakes, she walks into her bathroom to find her dog hanging from the shower rod with a slit neck, and on her wall written in blood says ” HUMANS CAN LICK TOO”.
~ fictional story
From Lena M:
It was about lunch time, and I was on the fourth floor. We all have to march downstair to the second floor then cross the hallway to the other side of the building in order to exit the building. I was hungry so I ran down the stairs to the second floor. When I looked across the hallway to the other side… I see the green door with the frosted glass, and there was a tall dark shadow of a man behind the glass with a cowboy hat. I was confused because there were no special events today that included cowboys… so once again I ran down the dark green carpeted hallway. I looked behind the door… and no one was there. This happened when I was in fourth grade. And many people have said that our building was haunted… so I saw a shadow of a creepy ghost cowboy.. or at least that is what I think I saw. Supposedly the school was an old orphanage as well, so that could explain it.
~ personal experience
From Jennie N:
My ghost story isn’t really a story at all, but an actual experience my roommates and I went through back when we lived together in university. My third year of studies at Brock University in the Niagara Falls region (a place that is known to be -super- haunted since the war of 1812) two good friends of mine and I decided to move off campus and into a house near the school. Immediately we realized this house felt “different” than any other place we lived before. In the middle of the night pots and pans would fall off the shelves in the kitchen for no reason at all. The TV would turn itself on when no one was in the room. The bathroom sink faucet would often start running in the middle of the night. We even had a horn tacked to the outside of our back door (that we used as a doorbell) that would randomly lightly honk for no reason! These things didn’t really scare us, but they did make us wonder what the heck was going on. Then one night, when I was up late writing an essay, the can of Coke that was on my desk suddenly moved from one side of the desk to the other, ON ITS OWN! This freaked me out and I shouted, “STOP IT!” All of a sudden I heard a little child’s giggle and the room got extremely cold. I ran out of my room and slept in my roommate’s bedroom that night. We only stayed in that house until the end of the semester, then we all decided we had enough and moved. I never found out if the place we were living at was haunted by a little child or not, but it was definitely an experience I will never forget!
~ personal experience
Stay tuned for more scary story entries to my Scare Me Silly contest – and be sure to come back on Wednesday to see who won!