Real Ghost Stories Online

Imagine living across from a graveyard for forty-three years — and slowly realizing your home has become a mirror image of The Amityville Horror. That’s the reality Katie faced in Oyster Bay, Long Island, in a story so terrifying it left her with PTSD. At first, the haunting was subtle. Certain rooms in the house carried an oppressive heaviness, so overwhelming that Katie, an empath, could barely enter them without running out. Then came the footsteps — heavy, deliberate, pacing the upstairs hallway night after night. She thought it was her father. He thought it was her. Neither of them were moving. Soon, things escalated. Unplugged electronics. Doors opening. Nights spent downstairs while footsteps thundered up and down the staircase with no one there. But nothing could prepare Katie for the night it revealed itself. After turning off her TV, she rolled over and saw a massive black figure standing in her room — tall, thin, something like a Slender Man cloaked in shadow. Frozen in fear, she cried herself t