Real Ghost Stories Online

Some houses feel wrong the moment you step inside. He learned that lesson the hard way in his mid-twenties, when he rented an old farmhouse. At first, it seemed harmless—cheap rent, plenty of space, just him and his dog. But the peace didn’t last. It started small. Chairs pulled away from the kitchen table overnight. Footsteps paced the unused upstairs bedroom. Low, tuneless humming drifted down the stairs. Then came the crying—a man’s muffled sobs echoing through the house, night after night. His dog would growl, bark, and finally retreat in terror. Things escalated quickly. A shadow appeared in the upstairs window while he and a friend watched from the yard—clear as day, a man’s figure behind the glass. But when they rushed inside, the room was empty. Soon, he heard words in the crying: “Please… don’t…” followed by heart-wrenching sobs. He fled the farmhouse, breaking his lease and leaving his belongings behind. Later, he learned the truth: in the 1970s, a young man had lived there with his abusive fathe