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It was only a few days after the Ouija board was brought out when the homeowner's noticed strange things were happening. It was inconspicuous at first. Became noticeable once they made themselves visible. Two children. Full-body apparitions. Playful. But annoying. Doors began to slam then quickly following were the cabinets. Lights left on. Cats running from room to room. It never stopped. The door was open and it was only a matter of time before the children were not the only ones to walk into our world. He followed too. It took me some time to get down to writing this. The Ouija board is synonymous with evil. My second-hand experience is different than what my relatives went through. Kind of. You see, my brother and I were in the same house that night my family used the board. First off, I have some backstory to tell first. My grandmother died when I was 6. Jump forward less than a decade later and my relatives still were grieving, including my mom. Two cousins, a grea

Another average late afternoon on the porch was passing the older couple by. Nothing out of the ordinary was going on. As usual. Birds chirping, cars driving by, and the occasional walking neighboring on the sidewalk. The man was known by all the dogs in the neighborhood for his generosity to animals. A stray was almost guaranteed to find scraps at their house. So, when the black, raggedy mutt showed up from the side of the house it was nothing out of the ordinary. At this point, it was routine to find a dog lurking around looking for handouts. However, this was the one time the routine was disrupted. Its walk was peculiar. It walked as though it had been run over by a car - multiple times. Or, walking on four legs didn't come naturally to it. It made its way to the steps of the porch and stared at the couple sitting on the bench swing. Before they could say anything, the animal spoke. "Hello." The word unnaturally creaked out of its mouth and was at first to understa

Time to time hikers stumble upon the cabin in the woods located off the marked trails in Cedar Hill. The cabin only appears if the apparition of a young girl decides you are worthy of being a victim to the witch of the woods. Some say it's the witch herself disguised as a young girl in distress.  Doesn't matter what form she takes, as long as you don't follow her into the cabin. If you do make it inside the cabin, then don't expect to come out. No one does. Agatha lived a life of solitude in the woods. Her husband left her for another woman after many failed attempts at having children. She was alone up until the neighboring townsfolk took it upon themselves to burn down her home with her still inside. People feared her. For no reason other than she let herself go because of the loss of her husband. Rumors spread she was a witch after many of the newborns in town began to die unexpectedly. It was easier to blame the hermit who could not have children for the

They say to never flash your headlights at night to cars that don't have theirs on. 23-year-old Jenny found out why when the completely blacked-out Dodge Challenger made a U-turn on January 2, 2015. After visiting her parents Jenny was on her way back home taking the same route as always. Nothing out of the ordinary. One of the apprehended men from the incident confessed to the murder. A guilty conscience from a young man looking for acceptance. Even if that acceptance is from a gang. The goal was simple. First car to flash their lights was the chosen victim. Jenny, unfortunately, was the first to do so. They followed Jenny a few more blocks from where she flashed them. Ran her off the road. And the man ran out the car and shot Jenny in the face from point blank range. Initiation meant nothing to him once he was in the interrogation room. He cracked immediately. Told the investigators everything. Funny thing is, they were looking for information on something unrelated.  Don&#

"I don't know if we should be here. It's dark and I can't see a thing. Plus, what if the stories are true?" "If they are true, then we'll be the first to capture it on film." The Sun was setting but Jason and Rebecca pushed on deeper into the woods surrounding Lake Worth. The tall tales of a humanoid half-goat, half-reptile were running rampant through town and Jason planned on being the first to capture the creature on film. At all costs. Rebecca wasn't too thrilled to be out in the woods but if Jason was there, so was she. "Can we go? If we hurry back, we could still have some alone time in the car." "What was that?" The couple was nearing Greer Island, the supposed report of the creature's home when they could hear the sound of brush being smashed under the weight of something heavy. Then heavy breathing filled the air. Jason held Rebecca close to his side trying to keep her quiet. He knew as well her they

"Hold your breath when you pass a cemetery, or you'll breathe in a spirit and take it home with you." "What? I never heard that before." "My cousin was a jerk to me when I was a kid and told me that and I've always done it. I'm not going to risk it." "Ok, well, this cemetery is long, and we have to take this road. It's a shortcut to the apartment." "I can do it." I held my breath as long as I could. Fifty yards before the end of Hall Street and my lungs were on fire. Lightheadedness kicked in. My eyes became watery. That large gasp of air was a relief from the pain I felt in my chest. That large gasp of air was exactly what the spirit from Greenwood cemetery needed to get inside of me. I was the vessel it needed to escape the cemetery and make its way to their new home.  Our home. Cemetery superstitions The first part of that story has some truth. When I was growing up, I had some unpleasant times with