The Worst Ghosting of My Life Was Not Even Her
One perfect first date, then total silence. Two weeks later a strange number told me the truth: her phone had been stolen, and a thief had been reading my hopeful texts and saying nothing.
New Scary Stories to Read — True and Fiction Archive — Page 9
The Babysitter Left A Note That Said "The Man In The Hat Is Not Yours, Is He?" Certified True by readers
We came home at midnight. She was on the doorstep with her coat on, the door locked behind her, and our children asleep upstairs.
The Doorbell Rang Every Night at 3:07 Certified True by readers
Our doorbell rang at exactly 3:07 every night. No one on the porch, nothing on camera. We unplugged it. It kept ringing. We learned a man had died on our porch at 3:07, waiting for someone to answer.
An Objection, With Slides Jury is out
When the celebrant asked for objections — the couple had begged him not to — the groom's ex stood up, opened a laptop, and asked where the projector was.
We Bought An Old Officers' House And The Dog Salutes The Stairs
She sits at the bottom, ears up, tail still, facing the fourth step. Every evening at six. She has done it for three years.
Every Night at 2:17 the Same Number Called and Said Nothing
Every night at exactly 2:17, the same number called the roadside line and said nothing but wind and breathing. Then my supervisor pulled the account, and I wish she hadn't.
On the Operating Table I Watched My Whole Life Play Back
A routine gallbladder surgery went wrong and my heart quit on the table. I felt myself lifted out, and then every year of my life unfolded at once, and I was asked, kindly, what I had learned.
The Painting's Window Shows Tonight's Weather Certified True by readers
An inherited landscape hangs in my study. Its painted sky changes — clear when it's clear out, storming when it storms — and once, a small painted figure appeared on the road, walking toward the house.
Every Tenant Of Flat 3 Has Drawn The Same Man In The Same Corner Certified True by readers
The landlord keeps the drawings. Four tenants, twenty years, four sheets of paper, one man in a wide-brimmed hat.
The Morning My Late Grandmother's Cat Sat on the Empty Chair and Waited
The night my grandmother died two states away, her old cat sat facing the front door and cried until dawn. He had never done it before. He never did it again.
I Called My Twin Before the Crash
A picture flashed into my head of my sister's car spinning on wet road. I called her without knowing why. What she was about to do when the phone rang stops my breath even now.
The Caterer Evaporated at Noon Jury is out
Two hours before a 150-guest reception, the catering company's phone was disconnected, their premises empty — so the guests, led by three aunties, cooked the wedding dinner themselves.
The Night Watchman Said The Chapel Bell Rings For Him, Not For The Dead Certified True by readers
One ring, at 03:00, twice a year. The rope is tied off. He has been told to ignore it. He does not ignore it.
Grandfather's Watch Runs Backward at 4 A.M. Certified True by readers
I inherited my grandfather's pocket watch, stopped at his death for forty years. It started when I wore it — and every night at 4 a.m., for exactly one minute, the hands run backward.
The War Grave With The Wrong Name And The Man Who Came To Correct It Certified True by readers
A volunteer transcribing headstones photographed a name that is not on any record. Two days later a man in an old coat told her the spelling.
Two Cities Have the Same Name and I Flew to the Wrong One
I booked a flight to San Ferro. There are two San Ferros, four hundred miles apart. I found out which one I was in when the friend meeting me at arrivals was not there and my phone map showed a coastline that should have been mountains.
We Booked the Same Remote Cabin Ten Years Apart Certified True by readers
My wife and I honeymooned in a tiny remote cabin. Ten years later, choosing a random anniversary getaway from hundreds of listings, we booked one we loved on sight — the same cabin, renamed, re-listed.
The Mark On My Back Was A Hole Long Before I Understood Guns
I was born with a round pucker on my back and a matching smooth patch on my chest, and I always knew something had gone through me. When I was small I described a snowy road and a truck, and years later a stranger's account matched it word for word.
His Mother Wore the Dress Certified True by readers
The groom's mother arrived at the ceremony in a full-length white gown with a train — a replica, we slowly realised, of the bride's own dress, sourced from a leaked fitting photo.
The Cat We Never Owned Sleeps On The End Of Our Bed Every Winter Certified True by readers
The dip in the duvet. The weight on the feet. The purring, which my wife heard first and which she did not tell me about for a year.
