#7. Friendly George

“I lived in a haunted house. Shortly after moving in, I had the feeling that there was someone behind me, particularly when I was cooking. A few months later, a rounded the corner and saw a man standing at the fireplace, I saw him clearly but he was gone in an instant. I did some research and learned that the home had been built by this man, and that he died in the living room, next to the fireplace, of natural causes. His wife also died in the house years later, and it had been abandoned for 6 years prior to my purchase. They had 2 sons in that house. I felt the man continually, but I wasn’t afraid, I had the feeling that he was curious, or protective. Then I gave birth to a baby boy, and the ghost was present daily. I once heard playing sounds in the middle of the night coming from the nursery…the baby was too young to get out of his crib. Later, when my son started to speak, he asked “Who’s the man who plays with me at night?” Creepy. When my son was two, he took what could have been a fatal fall – riding a wheeled toy down a very steep staircase that ended in a wall. I stood horrified – but midway down the stairs my son seemed to be picked up off the scooter, and set down on the stair – the scooter crashed into the wall at the bottom, leaving a dent. I couldn’t even speak but I felt the ghost. The last event occurred when metal bakers shelves, stocked full of china and glassware, fell over in the night. The crash was tremendous. I rushed to the basement ans saw the shelves lying down on the floor…but instead of scattered and broken china, each piece was neatly stacked on the concrete floor and nothing was broken. I sold the house for other reasons, but no one can live in it. There have been 6 owners in 9 years. Maybe they just need to tell George (that was his name) to leave them alone – he’s not a bad guy.”

#8. A Black Charred Hand…

“One day about a year ago, I was brushing my teeth in my bathroom sink. I look down at the faucet and see a figure standing behind my reflection. I thought my hair was reflecting the dark shape, so I moved it back and turned around to see if there was anything there, and I didn’t see anything. I go back to brushing my teeth and look in the faucet reflection, and the shadow has moved to the corner of my room. It’s tall, like a grown man. It’s black, but not entirely. It looked like it had been charred or burned somehow. I freak out and turn around, there’s nothing in the corner. I am freaking out at this point, so I hurry up and brush my teeth as fast as I can. My curiosity gets the best of me, and I look in the faucet reflection again. This time, the shadow is gone, but there is a black shape hovering over the rim of my bath tub, and a black charred hand with long fingers lists itself up, and then disappears behind the tub.”

#9. Ghosts Comforting the Living? Still Creepy

“About two months ago, my fiancé and I had a very stupid argument. I went into our bathroom to get away and sat on the floor with my back to the door. I was crying from pent up frustration, when I felt something like a finger or two running up my back. I turned around quickly to tell my fiancé off, thinking he opened the door or maybe I didn’t close it. But no, it was closed. What creeped me out is that I not only felt fingers, but my shirt moved up with them, exposing my skin. Like they were partially under the bottom of my shirt and it made it all the way to the middle of my back. I still get goosebumps thinking about it because I know it was real. It wasn’t something that I could write off as my imagination.”

#10. I Will Just Stay Here Until Forever Now

“When I was 12 my mother was in school to become a hair-stylist. She was given three highly realistic heads with synthetic hair to practice on. I mean, very real, down the the detailed colours of the irises in their eyes. One evening after I had gone to bed she attached them to the upstairs banister so as to not forget them to next morning. As I came upstairs to pee in the middle of the night, there stood at just below my height the dark silhouettes of THREE FUCKING PEOPLE STARING AT ME. Beyond logic, I jumped into the nook where we kept our shoes. ‘I will just stay here until forever now,’ I thought as my heart tried to beat me to death.”

#11. Fucking Elmo

“I was walking down my hallway at 2 in the morning one night to get a glass of water. Right when I turn the corner a fucking Elmo toy starts asking me to play with it. Scared the living shit out of me.”