Scary stories “Hank, can you run down to the basement and fetch me some more flour?” I asked my son, who had just come downstairs for breakfast. He plopped down onto one of the kitchen chairs and shook his little head. “No,” he muttered, ”I can’t.” I craned my neck to look at him from…
So this is a little paranormal story I had back when I was just 12 years old. During the summer of my seventh-grade year, I and my family decided to take a trip up to Alabama to visit my grandfathers’ estate. My grandfather had just recently passed away due to a massive heart attack. So,…
(This took place in late 2016.) It was a dark, December evening; winter break from school. My, then, girlfriend, Liz, and I were cuddled up on the couch watching Christmas movies on Netflix with my two young nephews (5yrs and 10 months at the time). My mother was at work and my girlfriend’s mom was…