Scariest place I’ve been… that would have to be the other side of our duplex. I’ve been through a lot of crap over there over the years, so I’ll just hit a few highlights.

I live in a duplex that we had built back in 92, I live in one side and the other gets rented out. And since it’s a rental I’ve had to renovate a few times over the years. During these times I’ve had tools vanish 2 seconds after I put them down beside me, I’ve come back to find my tarps torn up and shoved in a closet, I’ve seen non human foot prints appear in freshly cleaned rugs, I’ve had the feeling of someone breathing down my neck.

But the crown jewel was one day when I was finishing up and heading out the door. I heard a loud noise start up in the back bedroom and it was quickly making it’s way towards me. I reached for the door handle and while it turned and it was unlocked, the door refused to open. After a string of obscenities, I got the door to finally open up. I ran through, slammed it shut, and locked it as fast as possible. As I was walking across the yard to my side I turned to see all the lights had turned themselves back on.

About a year ago I was repainting the place again, and on the final night of the job after I had packed everything up and was back on my side of the house, I started hearing banging/tapping on the wall that connects both sides. I also heard the new garbage disposal turn on and off several times.

Ghosted by Punisher Bass @ 10/23/2009 12:52 AM EDT

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The abandoned hospital at Ft. Wolters, TX (incidentally, where my uncle was born when my grandparents were stationed there). Hell, that whole base is abandoned. It’s eerily silent and totally empty as you drive through, passing the old barracks and officers’ clubs, long ago left to rot. I half expected to see zombies traipsing about in the distance as I drove along through this ghost town.

But the hospital was my main attraction. From the mostly-broken windows to the peeling paint, I knew I had to go inside. Hospitals, new or abandoned and creepy don’t freak me out. Armed only with a flashlight, my camera and an incredible sense of adventure, I found a door that had formerly been boarded up and made my way inside. I couldn’t get any friends to go, even the guys pussied out last minute. Their loss.

I’m a huge history nut in addition to an “urban adventurer,” so it was quite a thrill walking around and imagining what the place must have been like in its heyday, looooong before my time. It wasn’t too scary, I guess. The scariest thing was the very realistic thought of coming across some crazy hobo squatter and his crazy hobo knife. Still, I had fun and my uncle actually gave me $50 for doing something so badass.

Ghosted by Christine @ 10/23/2009 2:37 AM EDT

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Unrelated to the topic, but I already replied to that.

I went shopping at our local Winn-Dixie grocery store today. Staring at me from the cereal aisle, next to other Cap’n Crunch varieties… Christmas Crunch! I bought a box. Should’ve gotten two, as they are on sale for 2 for $4. Right down the aisle were gingerbread Pop-Tarts.

Ghosted by Andy @ 10/23/2009 3:14 AM EDT

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Maybe it killed him.

Ghosted by Ricky @ 10/23/2009 8:23 AM EDT

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Coincedentally (or is it? Mwahahaha), just this morning, I had a kind of a creepy, bizarro experience.

My 3 year-old has recently been going through some sleeplessness, usually getting up in the middle of the night to play with her toys and whatnot, before eventually going back to bed.

Well, this morning at 3am, I wake up to the sound of her feet pattering on the floors, and I figure she’s gotten up again, and I start to go back to sleep. But clear as day, I hear her whisper “I wanna watch cartoons.” I snape awake, because it sounds like she’s standing right beside my bed.

I look around the dark room, straining my eyes to find her, and my room is empty. I start to go back to sleep, and there it is again: “I wanna watch cartoons.” WTF? This time, I sit up in bed and scan my entire room, thinking maybe she’s hiding somewhere. Nope – still alone. I call out “Ava, where are you?” My wife starts to wake up at this point, and I get embarassed, thinking I’m talking in my sleep or something. I roll over and chalk it up to some sort of dream or something.

Now it’s a third time: “I wanna watch cartoons.” Okay, this is getting nutty. Finally I climb out of bed and go to my daughter’s room, open the door, and find her sitting up in bed, totally awake. “Hi, Dad!” she says. “I wanna watch cartoons!”

I still can’t figure out exaclty what happened. It was almost like she was throwing her voice or something. The only thing I can think of is that there’s a vent right next to her bed, and a vent right next to my bed, so maybe her voice was carrying through there? I dunno…it definitely weirded me out in my half-asleep delirium, though.

Ghosted by tanta07 @ 10/23/2009 9:21 AM EDT

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Good thing I only check in about twice a week, so I’m rarely disappointed.

Ghosted by Farmer Iggy @ 10/23/2009 11:50 AM EDT

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Wow, I’d be JUMPING on that offer right there, JUAN CARLOS.

Ok, I finally remembered something that happened to me that was pretty freaky. I dunno why on earth I didn’t remember this before… So, I used to work at Toys R Us until about 2 weeks ago (I quit, they didn’t fire me) and one morning I was there doing freight in the juvenile/preschool section. There were only about 5 of us in the store, and I was the only one back there in that section. I was standing on the “racetrack” as they call it, infront of Juvenile, and went to pick up a box of baby wipes. To my left, I see what looked like someone running along the back wall of the store. They were dressed in all black. Black trenchcoat, pants, shoes, and hat. I can still remember the shape of this person and everything.

Well, it totally freaked me out because I knew there was NO ONE in the store wearing all black like that. So I stood there for a minute and waited, because the direction he ran, there was no way for him to get out of that section without me seeing him, due to the layout. I waited for a good five minutes, then slowly walked down, going past each aisle until I came to the end of the section. No one there. It completely freaked me out, and then I find out later that 3 other people (2 were together and saw it) that worked there also saw a person dressed in all black on different days, before the store was open. Freaky!

Ghosted by Ryane @ 10/23/2009 12:15 PM EDT

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Matt: I’d just like you to know that the awesomeness of the X-E Jukebox and the fact that it cannot be ripped to CD has inspired me to downl- err, ACQUIRE THROUGH LEGAL MEANS a bunch of Halloween tunes for my own massive party playlist. A lot of the selections were taken from X-E, but I’ve added some other stuff- “Remains of the Day” from Corpse Bride, “Black No. 1″ and “All Hallow’s Eve” by Type O, “Coraline” by Rasputina, etc. etc.

Ghosted by Cheetara @ 10/23/2009 12:47 PM EDT

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Ryane – Your story reminds me of another unexplained sighting I had once. As a teenager, I worked for a while in a kitchen of a restaurant that apparently was housed in a building that had been there for a long, long time. There were numerous ghost stories about the place, usually involving the attic. The only thing tangible invovling the attic I ever saw was that no matter how diligently we would turn out all the lights after the restaurant closed (I did it myself on many nights, and spot-checked to make sure all the lights were out) one light in the attic would come back on within a couple of hours. This didn’t creep me out too much, because it can easily be explained by faulty wiring, someone playing a prank, security lights, whatever. There was one thing that happened while I worked there that I really can’t explain.

We ran out of coleslaw one night, so I went back into the cooler to fill a 5 gallon bucket of the stuff. This walk-in cooler was tiny, like less than 10 feet by 10 feet. I walk in, close the door behind me, put the bucket on the floor, and crouch down with my back to the door, going about the business of filling this bitch up with coleslaw. Out of the corner of my eye, on my right, I see a person from the waist down, walk right past me, towards the back of the cooler. I even heard his or her clothes rustle as he or she went by. I jumped up, ready to do the “Geez…you startled me,” thing, but there was no one there; I was all alone, exactly as I knew I was, in this tiny little cooler. It wasn’t until I got to sit down and think about it later that it creeped me out; at the time, I shrugged it off and went back to work. I was too busy to play with Casper that night.

There’s no mistaking the legs of a person walking past you, especially in such confined quarters. Try as I might, I haven’t come up with a rational explanation for that one.

Ghosted by tanta07 @ 10/23/2009 2:08 PM EDT

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I looked at illusion in day. As for that in me who exciting, am really done jump. As for me it was in the old house, the light/write was out. I saw, there that was sat down in the chair. I dropped my sandwich, threw my cat to the bear, and the sink. I like the group of the empty gull ran there.

Ghosted by Yuan Jing @ 10/23/2009 2:22 PM EDT

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Yuan Jing-Your English is getting better.I almost understood your last post.

Ghosted by Jason @ 10/23/2009 2:31 PM EDT

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Ryane I have heard of a number of haunted Toys R Uses (Usii?)…I wonder if yours was one of them. One in particular was knowingly built over a Native American gravesite, and when is THAT ever a good idea? Lots of sightings of figures in native dress. Dang I wish I could remember where that one was, but I know there’s more than one haunted TRU for whatever reason!

Ghosted by a2stylee @ 10/23/2009 2:51 PM EDT

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The haunted Toys R Us was featured on an episode of Unsolved Mysteries….among other shows. Also, there was the rumor going around for awhile that in the opening scenes of “The X-Files” when you see the ghost figure walking, it’s apparently footage from a TRU security cam. However I HIGHLY doubt that one….it was just one of those things you’d tell people as a kid.

Did anyone ever hear about that escaped fugitive who lived inside one of the walls of a TRU for months on end? You can google it and read the whole story but the quick version is that he escaped from jail, popped open a vent that lead to a small room that was created when they closed the area under the stairs. He then stole various items from the store to make it a room and he basically lived there for months on end. He even went as far as setting up baby monitors around the store so he could watch them during the day.

Pretty amazing actually.

Ghosted by The Moxy @ 10/23/2009 3:16 PM EDT

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I hope to get the pants scared off me tomorrow night at the Forest of Fear in Tuxedo Park.

All you suckas should go get the pants scared off you, too!

Ghosted by Rev. Back It On Up 13 @ 10/23/2009 4:02 PM EDT

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Six Flags over Ga. also has an old ride graveyard but I don’t know of any spooky happenings going on there. However, I have heard many times that the carousel will sometimes start running at night on it’s own.

Ghosted by Faith @ 10/23/2009 4:40 PM EDT

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I’ll trot out my story when I was a gravedigger back during college. I got the job at the church as plain old janitor, but the full time gravedigger got pneumonia.

So I was recruited to be gravedigger.

They use a bulldozer/back hoe to open the grave, but I had to jump in with a shovel to square it off and make the inside flat for the vault. This was an old section of the cemetery, before vaults were required by PA law in 1965. So we dug the hole, and it was wet from ground water. Then at one point the wet earth fell away from the wall, and there was a wooden coffin in all its glory, just the side of the coffin flush with the wall of the grave. So it was time for me to jump in. After I did, we all heard a sound like running water. Then a stench that compares to nothing I ever smelled. The water that had been in that coffin had leaked out into where I was standing. Keep in mind, there is no legal requirement to be “6 feet under”. Some graves are 3 feet below. This one I was in ended up being over 7 feet deep; the coffin was at belt level for me. So the bulldozer guys saw I was having a hard time with the thick wet dirt, so they told me to stand to the back of the hole. They lowered the back hoe in as I stood there. The vibration from the engine was shaking the ground. All of a sudden, in like, 2 or 3 seconds, we all saw the the dirt starting to fall away from the wall. The guy yelled, “You better get out before it caves in!” By the time he said the word “out”, I had jumped straight out of the hole; don’t know how, but I was motivated. I turned around just in time to see the entire coffin and dirt et. al. roll out to where I was standing. I wouldn’t have been suffocated, but I would have perhaps been trapped up to my waist.

I can’t tell this story with out mentioning the name of the person in the coffin: Peter Jankowski, R.I.P., died in 1959.

Ghosted by Alexander @ 10/23/2009 5:12 PM EDT

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Photos taken, post coming tonight.

Ghosted by Matt @ 10/23/2009 9:37 PM EDT

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When I was about 16 I lived in an old house built during the copper mining heyday in my area. My family was gone for the night and my best friend came over with his guitar and amp to hang out and jam some tunes. One of the songs I asked him to play was “Bad Omen” by Megadeth which has a really creepy intro. We did this in the living room downstairs and eventually we went upstairs to my bedroom to spark an owl and listen to that Megadeth album. Just as I was about to put the cd into the player I swear I heard that song playing by itself on the guitar from downstairs. I froze and turned to my friend asking him if he just heard that. He said he didn’t hear anything but I was so freaked out that I suggested we go downstairs to make sure everything was…ok. Everything was fine and just as we left it but we stayed in the living room and watched tv instead.

Many years later after I had moved out of that house my friend mentioned the incident and said that he actually DID hear it too.

Ghosted by Kobes @ 10/24/2009 6:15 PM EDT

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Teddy Ray,
I too come from a Christian family and until now, I have never heard of judgement houses. The idea of such a thing disturbs me. They can’t foster any real belief, just terror.

I don’t really have any stories about really scary places I’ve gone to. There are a few (supposedly haunted) places I would want to visit here in California:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/RMS_Queen_Mary#Paranormal

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Winchester_Mystery_House

Ghosted by Thomas (who is different from the Thomas who met the cat hoarder) @ 10/25/2009 6:31 PM EST

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Scariest place I have ever been?? My e-wife’s vagina.

Ghosted by Mike @ 10/25/2009 11:31 PM EST

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The damn house I lived in for ten years in Massachusetts. No lie, there was something in the attic. The whole house had a horrible, oppressive, creepy atmosphere but the closer you got to that attic the stronger it got. Inside attic itself the feeling was pure evil and hatred. I’m thinking demonic entity, and I’m not a religious person. So not trying to make a believer out of anyone but things would get thrown to the floor, green mist seeped out from under door once and the absolute worst was when I had to sleep in the room off the attic because we had company. I woke up in the middle of the night and this dessicated white hand reached out from under the bed. I jumped out, ran downstairs and slept on the floor. I was a kid so nobody believed me, of course. Said I was having nightmares. But years later, as an adult living in Florida now, I found out from a friend back in MA that the people who bought the house were putting in a two-car garage under the crappy old barn and when they were tearing barn down they found a human skull. Maybe that explains some of it?

Ghosted by Nicole @ 10/27/2009 4:00 PM EST

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Last!

Ghosted by Teddy Ray @ 11/01/2009 12:18 PM EST

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