Real Ghost Stories Online

What if the belongings you bring into your home carried more than memories? Across countless true ghost stories, one terrifying theme repeats: haunted objects. From cursed jewelry to possessed furniture, spirits can attach themselves to items, turning them into conduits for supernatural energy. In this chilling episode, we dive into one of the most disturbing tales — a second-hand dress in Maine that carried the energy of violence, blood, and grief. Worn by a corpse involved in a brutal murder, the dress drove a teenage girl into a frenzy at her prom night, leaving horror and tragedy in its wake. Some say this is the real story that inspired Stephen King’s Carrie. But haunted items are only the beginning. The story takes a darker turn with childhood encounters no one could explain. Imagine being four years old, looking out your window at night — and seeing a towering seven-foot figure standing just outside, watching. Sometimes closer, sometimes further away, sometimes rattling the back door as if trying to g

This is the true story of Dave — a man who grew up in the shadow of Amityville, only to discover that some ghosts never let go. When he was just five years old, Dave witnessed a nightmare that would stay with him forever. He saw a father burst out of a house screaming, “She killed them all!” Inside were three small children with plastic bags tied around their heads. From that moment on, the sound of crinkling plastic haunted him for life. But Amityville was only the beginning. Years later, after moving to Southern California’s Inland Empire, Dave lived in a house with an energy so heavy you could feel it pressing down on your chest. Visitors didn’t just sense it—they saw it. One night, while cooking dinner with a friend, a woman appeared by the front door. She wasn’t shadowy. She wasn’t faint. She was solid. Too solid. With a twisted smirk, she stared at them… then faded like smoke. And the terror didn’t stop there. In his sister’s old bedroom, a guest watched the neatly made bed sink down violently, as if

This is a Grave Talks CLASSIC EPISODE! For some, the fascination with the paranormal begins with ghost stories or horror movies. For Amelia Cotter, it began with a real-life encounter inside an abandoned mansion just steps away from her father’s restaurant. As a child, Amelia was drawn to the crumbling, forgotten structure that loomed nearby. She spent hours wandering its deserted halls and dusty rooms, imagining the lives of the families who once called it home. The mansion wasn’t just an empty building — it was alive with mystery, holding secrets just waiting to be uncovered. And then, one day, Amelia realized she wasn’t alone. In the silence of that decaying house, she came face to face with someone who didn’t belong to the living anymore — a presence she would later call Walter. He wasn’t a character from her imagination. He was real, a lingering spirit tied to the mansion. That single encounter would change her forever, igniting a passion for the supernatural that would shape her entire life. This c

What starts out as a lighthearted night of Halloween banter quickly turns into one of the strangest “haunted tech” moments we’ve ever had on Real Ghost Stories Online Live. Tony, Carol, and Todd are laughing about skeleton Santas, hoarding Amazon boxes, and even Ron Popeil infomercial costumes when suddenly… Carol’s brand-new camera vanishes. Not misplaced. Not forgotten. Simply gone. That’s when “Satan” himself checks in. Yes, really. What follows is a wild mix of horror-comedy: the devil claiming he took Carol’s camera because he didn’t want more light in the room, riffs about hell binge-watching Dr. Quinn Medicine Woman, and surreal jokes about haunted electronics being used in Satan’s sitcoms. This segment is everything that makes the show addictive: the creep factor of technology disappearing without explanation, the hilarity of the banter, and the unsettling thought that maybe, just maybe, something really did take that camera. If you love your paranormal with a side of absurd comedy, this one’s for

What if your entire life was tied to a ghost story from the moment you were born? This chilling true story begins with a tragic coincidence: a baby nearly died in Boston on March 11, 1960 — the very same hour her teenage brother Freddy was killed in a motorcycle crash in Long Beach. Two lives severed on the same date. One saved, one lost. But their connection was only beginning. Raised by adoptive parents, she grew up haunted by unexplainable moments. A staircase in her grandparents’ house that made her run in terror. The smell of her grandfather’s Aqua Velva aftershave filling a room years after his death. Plates flying through the air. Dark clouds pressing on people’s chests. And voices — recorded on tape — whispering chilling things like “Let me out” and “I’m coming, I love you.” As she grew older, the encounters deepened. Her young daughter heard phantom parties on the porch and crying upstairs. Friends witnessed the strange energy too, confirming it wasn’t imagination.  But the most haunting moment c

What happens when something unholy enters your home in the dead of night? Jason from Georgia shares a chilling encounter that pushed him beyond fear and into survival mode. Home alone, fresh out of the shower, he heard the unmistakable sound of his front door opening. His family wasn’t supposed to be there—and fugitives were on the loose in his area. Grabbing his gun, Jason went to investigate. What he saw wasn’t human.  A woman stood in his dining room, her filthy dress clinging to her skeletal frame, long black hair hanging like a curtain over her face. One hand bore fingernails two feet long. She wheezed as if every breath was her last, echoing the labored sounds Jason had feared in the dark since childhood. Panicked, he ran to his room, arming himself with a blade. She followed, scratching at the walls, her presence unbearable. Just as Jason braced for the worst, something unbelievable happened: a massive hand, missing half a ring finger, appeared out of mist—his late father’s hand. It slammed the crea

What happens when the ones we love most pass away—but don’t really leave? Joey from Greensboro, North Carolina, shares his chilling yet heartfelt encounters with his late father. After his dad’s passing from melanoma in 2015, strange activity began filling their home. First, it was the unmistakable sound of his father’s whistle—a sound his dogs always recognized. Joey heard it, and soon after, so did his girlfriend from across the house. Then came the voice. Joey’s father called his name. His mother also heard it that very same day. Even the family’s dog seemed to sense his presence, often sitting and staring silently at the urn that held his ashes. But the most shocking proof came years later. A friend brought over an SLS camera during a casual paranormal experiment. What they captured stopped Joey cold: a figure sitting in the exact spot where his dad’s favorite recliner once sat. When Joey reached out, the figure reached back. For Joey, it wasn’t about fear—it was confirmation. His father was still the

Melissa never searched for the paranormal. She wasn’t looking for haunted dolls or dabbling in ghost stories. But when her grandmother passed away, she inherited a small collection of porcelain dolls — tokens of sentiment that soon revealed something terrifying. The first signs were subtle. Phantom footsteps echoed down the hallway late at night. And always, the dolls sat silently in the spare bedroom, as if watching. Then came the doll that changed everything: a cowgirl dressed in boots and a hat. Quirky at first glance, but Melissa’s mother despised it instantly, claiming it gave her chills. Soon after, things escalated beyond denial. That was the breaking point. Melissa’s mom demanded the dolls leave the house. Piece by piece, Melissa rehomed them with collectors and antique shops. The cowgirl doll was the last to go — and the moment she was gone, the haunting stopped. No more footsteps. No more scratches. No more fear. But Melissa still wonders: were the dolls themselves truly haunted objects, or did

This is a Grave Talks CLASSIC EPISODE! For some, the fascination with the paranormal begins with ghost stories or horror movies. For Amelia Cotter, it began with a real-life encounter inside an abandoned mansion just steps away from her father’s restaurant. As a child, Amelia was drawn to the crumbling, forgotten structure that loomed nearby. She spent hours wandering its deserted halls and dusty rooms, imagining the lives of the families who once called it home. The mansion wasn’t just an empty building — it was alive with mystery, holding secrets just waiting to be uncovered. And then, one day, Amelia realized she wasn’t alone. In the silence of that decaying house, she came face to face with someone who didn’t belong to the living anymore — a presence she would later call Walter. He wasn’t a character from her imagination. He was real, a lingering spirit tied to the mansion. That single encounter would change her forever, igniting a passion for the supernatural that would shape her entire life. This c

What if a haunting refused to leave, following your family from home to home for over a decade? That’s exactly what happened to Marilyn’s nephew — a child targeted by faceless entities that whispered evil things in the dark. It began when he was just a toddler. His mother would wake to his terrified screams, only to find a black cloud-like figure looming in the corner of his room. No matter where they moved, the haunting came with them. Shadows slid under doors. Dark figures hovered in corners. And the whispers were relentless: “We’re going to kill you. We’ll steal your brother. We’ll take your dog.” The boy described them as an old man and woman with no eyes and no mouths — just gaping holes. The family tried everything: priests, blessings, rosaries. For a short time, the rosary seemed to help — until they kept vanishing from under his pillow. Nothing could stop the torment. Now ten years old, the child has learned to live with the presence, refusing to give it fear. But the faceless ones still whisper. S

Some hauntings explode into chaos—doors slamming, windows shattering, voices screaming through the night. But others slip in softly, like a whisper. A song. A presence at the edge of your bed. These are the ones that linger, the ones that claim you long before you realize it. This chilling true story begins with a four-year-old lying awake in her room. Out of the silence came a lullaby—soft, melodic, unmistakably sung in the room though no one was there. Years later, hiding under blankets with the light on, she felt someone sit beside her bed, then a hand brush her arm through the covers. Was it her grandmother who had passed before she was born—or something else entirely? By adolescence, the haunting escalated. The hallway always felt watched, the living room alive with footsteps and weight that didn’t belong. The porch screen door screeched open on its own—even when she stood watching. Then her best friend Annie began experiencing it too. At school, icy cold spots traced across their arms. At night, Annie

Some spirits linger not to frighten—but to protect. Randy from Iowa shares a deeply personal story about his grandmother’s passing just days before the birth of his son. While hospitalized, she confided in family that she feared for the baby’s safety. Tragically, she died soon after—but her warning proved true when Randy’s newborn developed severe lung problems and had to be airlifted for emergency care. Against the odds, he survived. The family later moved into Randy’s grandmother’s old home, where his son slept in her former bedroom. There, the baby was always calm—never crying, never restless. It felt as though someone invisible comforted him through the night. As the child grew older, his parents began to notice unusual moments: he would watch unseen figures move through the house, giggle at something they couldn’t see, and eventually point to a photo on the wall, saying, “That’s Nana.” For Randy, it was proof that his grandmother kept her promise—watching over the boy she never got to meet in life.

What would you do if you told a cat to leave—and it actually replied? That’s exactly what happened to Silvestro from Romania. Just one day after his mother tragically passed away in a house fire—a death he had eerily dreamt of the night before—Silvestro and his family moved into a cramped new home. With only one finished room, everyone slept together while trying to rebuild their lives. But one night, something strange broke the silence. He heard the sound of dripping water and assumed it was the sink or the fridge. When he got up, he saw a cat lapping milk from a cup on the table. Normal enough—except for one terrifying detail: the family didn’t own a cat. None of the neighbors did either. And the doors were locked tight. When he yelled at the cat to go away, it calmly lifted its head, looked him straight in the eye, and said: “If that is what you want, I will go.” Then it vanished. This chilling encounter left him frozen until daylight, wondering if it was a messenger, a spirit, or something much darker

Sometimes the most ordinary-looking houses hide the darkest, most terrifying secrets. In this chilling true haunted house story from Alberta, Canada, a family’s new home quickly revealed it wasn’t empty — it was already occupied by something far more sinister. At just twelve years old, the storyteller and his brother were thrilled to move into the basement bedrooms. But their dog, Max, refused to enter. From the very first night, the basement felt wrong — heavy, oppressive, alive. Then came the strange activity: socks, keys, and toys vanishing only to reappear in impossible places. Clothes neatly folded themselves on the floor. The television flickered to children’s cartoons with no one holding the remote. And in the dead of night, high-pitched giggles echoed through the empty rooms. The brothers gave the spirit a name — Charlotte — believing it was a child ghost playing games. But the haunting escalated. One night, Charlotte climbed onto the bed, the weight of her presence pressing into the mattress. Soon,

This is a Grave Talks CLASSIC EPISODE! Can the love we share with our pets truly transcend death? Paranormal researcher and author Nicole Strickland says yes — and her story will give you chills. Nicole has been fascinated with the supernatural since childhood, but some of her most profound experiences didn’t come from haunted houses or ghost hunts. They came from her beloved feline companions, Max and Kayli. After their passing, Nicole began to experience extraordinary moments of connection that convinced her their spirits had never really left. These weren’t fleeting dreams or wishful thinking — they were powerful, undeniable encounters that left her forever changed. Her experiences were so impactful that she wrote an entire book dedicated to them: “Max and Kayli: Two Remarkable Felines Forever Imprinted on My Heart.” In it, Nicole details the ways her cats reached out from beyond the Rainbow Bridge — proving that the afterlife isn’t just for humans, but for the animals who loved us unconditionally in li

Buckle in for a 2-hour marathon of true ghost stories, chilling EVPs, terrifying calls, and unforgettable banter. This full uncut episode of Real Ghost Stories Online Live brings together everything fans love about the show — terrifying first-hand encounters with the supernatural, hilarious tangents, and thoughtful reflections on what it all means.  Here’s what you’ll hear in this episode: The EVP at the Haunted TB Hospital: A child’s voice captured in an abandoned tuberculosis ward shocks investigators. The Phantom White Dog & Ouija Board Lilac: A childhood home haunted by a ghostly pet and something much darker unleashed by a Ouija board. The Curse of Number 26: A listener haunted by synchronicities — and three shocking roulette spins in a row. The Lady in the Red Dress: Two young sisters witness a glamorous, heartbroken apparition vanish by their swing set. Cemetery Spirits & Astral Projection: A son sees ghosts waving from the graveyard, and another caller shares a bizarre astral project

Some hauntings never stay behind. They don’t belong to a single house, a single street, or even a single family. They follow. They spread. They claim what they want, and sometimes the only thing left behind is ash.  The first house seemed ordinary enough, until a second attic was discovered—hidden, sealed, as if waiting to be opened. Soon after, the sightings began. A tall, gaunt man in outdated clothing walked the halls with deliberate steps, never acknowledging the living, never fading when seen. Friends spotted him in windows. They saw him walking up porches blocks away. He wasn’t tied to walls—he was tied to them. When the family moved to West 4th Street, the figure followed. The upstairs hallway was a gauntlet of dread. Boots stomped overhead where no floor existed. A photo frame drifted across a room. A baby pointed to an empty staircase and whispered “Mamaw”—naming the grandmother she had never met. And the violence didn’t stop there. Voices whispered, doors locked themselves, bushes grabbed at cloth

What would you do if your child came running upstairs saying a “flying girl” wouldn’t leave him alone? That was just the beginning for one family who moved into their country home in Sherman more than a decade ago. TVs and blenders turned on by themselves. Children whispered about voices that wouldn’t stop at night. Guests refused to sleep in the basement because of the feeling of being watched. Then things escalated. Bedroom doors slammed in unison. Neighbors saw a figure staring out of upstairs windows when no one was home. The family themselves saw shadows climbing trees, a man in overalls disappearing into a wall, and even heard the doorbell ring in the middle of the night—only to find no one there. The strangest moment came years later, when they joined a local ghost tour. The guide was asked about the most haunted house he had ever investigated. His answer? A home in Sherman on a cul-de-sac surrounded by cornfields—their home. He described the property perfectly, confirming what they had long suspect

Not all ghost stories are terrifying—some are profoundly moving. In today’s story, we hear from a caregiver working in a long-term care facility in the early 1990s. Assigned to a quadriplegic patient named Mr. J, he quickly formed a bond through daily conversations filled with hopes, dreams, and companionship. But one evening, something happened that would change him forever. As he entered the room, he noticed a dark figure standing silently near the window. It wasn’t just him—Mr. J saw it too. Calm but saddened, his patient thanked him for their time together and told him he would be gone by the next day. True to his word, Mr. J passed during the night. But that wasn’t the end. When the caregiver returned to the room, stripped bare in preparation for the next resident, he felt the familiar tingle of a spirit’s presence. There sat Mr. J, smiling joyfully, swinging his legs freely—something he hadn’t been able to do in life. Slowly, he faded away, leaving behind the peace of one final goodbye. #RealGhostSt

What should have been the happiest time of their lives turned into one of the most terrifying real haunted house stories ever told. A newlywed couple moved into a home in Borrego Springs, California, believing it would be the beginning of their new life together. Instead, it became the start of a nightmare. From the very first night, the house made its dark presence known. Rocks slammed against the windows with no one outside. The doorknob twisted violently on its own. Then came the sound that chilled them to the bone: heavy footsteps pacing across the roof in the dead of night. Every corner of the house whispered a message — you are not welcome here. At first, her husband dismissed it as imagination. But when they spoke to neighbors, the truth shattered their denial: people had died in the house, and the spirits had never left. Soon, the couple’s young niece visited — and when she broke down crying, claiming she heard the exact same noises, the haunting was undeniable. The terror only escalated. Phantom k