Real Ghost Stories Online

Some hauntings leave you frozen in fear. Others leave you questioning everything you thought you knew about life—and death.

The first story takes us to the windswept plains of Pueblo, Colorado, where an old Pony Express ranch hides a dark secret. For generations, locals have whispered about the ghost of a gambler who was shot after cheating in a card game. His spirit, trapped in restless fury, still walks the stairs at night—boots echoing, spurs clinking, each step a reminder that the Wild West never truly died. When Sunny and her friend stayed in a room bene...

It began with a baby’s cry in an empty Louisiana nursery—soft, rhythmic, and unmistakably real. But the infant it belonged to was across town. As the years went on, the house revealed its true nature: whispers in the halls, toys that moved on their own, drawings spilling from closets, and a presence that seemed fixated on one child in particular.

Then came the brother who changed. Withdrawn, angry, and tormented by voices that drove him to do the unthinkable. His journal told of glowing eyes and something watching him from the dark corners of his room. Afte...

Some ghost stories chill you. Others make you question reality itself.

t begins with a listener who nearly died as a child—her body still, her mind floating toward a blinding white light. When she finally gasped for air six minutes later, something inside her changed forever. From that moment on, she saw things others couldn’t: phantom footsteps, bathroom doors that opened themselves, and a haunting that may have begun the night her grandfather died in her bed.

Then—Laura from Halifax recalls a summer day camp unlike any other. One quiet, pale boy sat talkin...

They were told not to go to Seven Bridges after dark. So they went on Halloween.

Three siblings, a moonlit lake in South Milwaukee, and a stretch of bridges locals whisper about. It should’ve been just an adrenaline walk — midnight, cold air, empty park, waves hitting the shore. Instead, they watched an entire group of hooded, faceless figures do something impossible: run along the narrow cinder blocks out in the water — blocks only big enough for one person — and somehow all stand on the last one. Then, like they’d noticed the living, they turned and charged toward sho...

When a mother and daughter moved into their new home, they expected fresh starts—not spectral roommates. But from the moment they unpacked, the house felt alive. The air hung heavy, the silence too deep, and both could feel eyes watching from the attic above.

The haunting began subtly—strange dreams of cartoon figures striking her forehead, waking with the same sharp pain, and furniture scraping across the floor on its own. Soon, the unseen man revealed himself: a 19th-century stationmaster, angry, territorial, and very much still present. But he wasn’t the only spirit under that roof.

Catherine grew up surrounded by faith, family, and funerals she always saw coming. Her gift—what her family calls “the death sense”—runs down her mother’s side, skipping generations but never truly fading. Her great-grandmother predicted her own daughter’s early death, and her teenage aunt spent months asking everyone if they’d miss her “when she was gone.” She died at eighteen.

For Catherine, the knowing began in childhood. She told her family about deaths before the phone rang—grandparents, friends, loved ones she hadn’t seen in weeks. Once, at seventeen, an overwhelming panic sent her searching for her...

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In Chattanooga, history doesn’t fade—it lingers. Beneath the Southern charm and rolling riverfront lies a restless underworld of spirits who never stopped showing up for work. From the Delta Queen, where phantom crew members still make their nightly rounds, to Terminal Station, where a loyal porter has haunted the halls longer than any employee on record, the city’s supernatural side is alive and well.

And it doesn’t stop there. Beneath the cobblestone streets, a network of underground tunnels offers the perfect hiding place for spirits who pref...

Some houses don’t reveal their secrets right away. They wait. They listen. They decide when to make themselves known.

At first, it was only the usual sounds of an old home—creaks, thumps, and whispers in the walls. But as nights passed, the house began to change. Footsteps echoed in the hallway when everyone was asleep. The attic hatch swayed with no wind. And then came the moment that shattered all sense of safety — a deafening bang from above, followed by weeks of paranormal activity that grew darker by the day.

A mother, her children, and so...

Some hauntings don’t live in houses — they live in people.

For her, the paranormal wasn’t an interest. It was a birthright. Her father, an empath, once described his ability as “a frequency you can’t shut off.” When he died, that frequency didn’t fade — it grew stronger. And now, years later, the presence that’s shadowed her since childhood is louder than ever.

It doesn’t just linger in dark corners. It interacts. It speaks. It touches. Her boyfriends wake in the night choking, pinned by unseen hands. She wakes covered in bruises shaped like fingers...

Some places are built weird. Others get used weird — and that’s when things start stacking. This episode starts with a listener who grew up near Madison, Wisconsin, in the late ’90s and found the ultimate teenager hangout: a random outdoor elevator with a phone in it. It ran on an old Magellan-style system, calls were free, and bored kids could sit in a heated box on winter nights and dial whoever they wanted. Sounds harmless, right?

Except that phone also got calls from people who weren’t bored kids. Violent threats. Screaming in the background. People saying they kne...

Bathroom dares, mirrors, candles, and a name spoken three times — for most of us it was a middle-school scare tactic. For him, it was just that… until it wasn’t. Growing up in Minnesota, he saw friends do the classic “Bloody Mary” challenge and never once saw anything appear. His dad even banned the screaming-in-the-bathroom stuff, calling it fake. Years later in California, though, a friend from Mexico — a totally sober, devout guy with a Virgin Mary on his rearview mirror — tried something different: calling on Santa Muerte in front of a mirror with a black candle. This time he ran out of the...

It began as a simple warning — one friend reminding another to fix her fire alarm and keep a fire extinguisher in the kitchen. But a month later, that warning became prophecy.

In this chilling true ghost story from Charleston, South Carolina, two best friends reconnected after the holidays. One found a dead bat in her sink — an omen she laughed off. The other borrowed her only gray hoodie, promising to return it soon. Days later, tragedy struck. Around 4 a.m. on New Year’s Eve, a fire tore through that same historic home, starting in the kitchen — just as her f...

In the heart of Indiana lies Blackford County—small in size, but big in hauntings and it’s quickly becoming a surprising hotspot for paranormal tourism. Within just a few miles, you’ll find the infamous Monroe House, the Old Blackford County Jail,  Ervin Campbell Speakeasy and several more haunted locations. Few places pack this much paranormal energy into such a small area.

What started as a simple YouTube playlist has grown into a movement: Haunted and Paranormal Blackford County. Led by Tim Norris, the mission is clear—make this the most welcoming destination in America for ghost hunters...

From childhood, she’s seen things no one else could — but in Riverside County, California, those visions became impossible to ignore.

It started with a little boy in a basement who said hello. Years later, in a brand-new home, the shadows returned. The dogs would bark and growl at the empty hallway, and she would feel the air shift — thick, electric, aware. Then came the nights of laundry, when a figure that looked like her little brother kept walking into his room… even though he was in the living room. The third night, she ran after it — only to find th...

Some hauntings don’t start with a house. They start with a person.

For her, the paranormal wasn’t a curiosity — it was an inheritance. Her father was an empath who called his ability a “frequency you can’t shut off.” When he died, that frequency only grew louder. Now, years later, the presence that’s followed her since childhood has grown stronger — and bolder.

It’s not a ghost that lingers in corners. It’s something that touches, speaks, and interferes. Her boyfriends all wake in the night, choking, pinned by invisible hands. She wakes with bruises and scr...

Some stories don’t begin with a haunting. They begin with a heartbeat that stops — and starts again.

After being bullied as a child, one listener found escape in sleep — until one night, his body stopped breathing for six full minutes. In that terrifying silence, he saw light, felt himself drift upward, and then fall into darkness before gasping back to life. That was the night everything changed.

Soon after, strange things began happening around him — toilets flushing on their own, shadows passing doorways, the presence of someone unseen. Then came the first act of divine interven...

Being stationed overseas sounds romantic… until the house doesn’t want you there.

In this listener story, a 19-year-old airman is living in a renovated home in a tiny village in northern Italy — surrounded by scorched, ruined buildings and centuries of history. At first it’s nothing: little noises in the kitchen, easy to blame on the roommate’s cat. But within days, it ramps up. Furniture shifting. Loud banging at night. And then the nightmares start.

Not normal dreams — vivid, violent, paralyzing ones. He wakes up screaming, soaked in sweat, unable to move. One night, he hears a r...

Some families don’t just believe in the paranormal — they live with it. In this chilling listener story, a woman with a long line of spirit-sensitive relatives captures something she was not expecting: a disembodied voice on her sleep-tracking app. This is the same family whose great-grandmother dreamed of loved ones talking to a mysterious “person in black”… and then those loved ones would fall ill or die. The same family whose baby once played tea party at night with a “nice lady” — believed to be a deceased relative. So when THIS woman, years later, records herself sleeping and hears a clear whisper...

In the heart of Indiana lies Blackford County—small in size, but big in hauntings and it’s quickly becoming a surprising hotspot for paranormal tourism. Within just a few miles, you’ll find the infamous Monroe House, the Old Blackford County Jail,  Ervin Campbell Speakeasy and several more haunted locations. Few places pack this much paranormal energy into such a small area.

What started as a simple YouTube playlist has grown into a movement: Haunted and Paranormal Blackford County. Led by Tim Norris, the mission is clear—make this the most welcoming destination in America for ghost hunters...

St. Augustine, Florida — oldest city in America, oldest hauntings still roaming. A mom and her two daughters thought they were just doing a fun nighttime ghost tour: execution trees, murder alleys, yellow fever burials, the famously haunted St. Augustine Lighthouse. But this one didn’t stay a history lesson.

While the guide was telling the tragic story of the lighthouse keeper’s two young daughters who drowned when their rail cart plunged into the water, all three of them — at the exact same time — turned and looked up at the lightkeeper’s house… and there was a little girl in the up...

Some people call it a gift — the ability to see spirits. For her, it’s always been a curse.

Since childhood, she’s seen them: the laughing men in the corners, the faceless figures at her bedside, the man who floats instead of walking. Wherever she goes, the haunting follows.

It began in a small house where taps turned on by themselves and voices whispered through the walls. It followed her into a church house, where a figure that looked like her grandfather appeared — and pinned her to the bed. Later, in her aunt’s home, she saw hi...

Three friends. An empty house. A cold UK night. It should’ve been a normal 2016 sleepover… until the thing in the garden showed up wearing their friend’s face.

It started with tapping and scratching upstairs — no parents home, no landline, no way to call for help. Then, outside in the dark, one of the boys comes face-to-face with “Jacob”… except Jacob was already inside watching TV. The version outside had no expression, no warmth — and in a voice that sounded human but wasn’t, it told him: “Lock the tent, mate.” That’s when they realized what they were dealing with...

What would you do if, on Halloween morning, before sunrise, you turned a dark hill road and found someone standing in your lane — dressed in an old hospital gown, black hair hanging, face too dark to be human… and smiling?

In this true ghost story from Real Ghost Stories Online, a worker in Wheeling, USA, drives past a hospice and a nearby convent — the same convent rumored to be haunted by a young nun murdered in the 1970s — when he encounters what he calls “The Ringer Ghost.” She looked like the girl from The Ring: long, shimmery black hair, pale g...

For more than two decades, one woman has lived in a house where something unseen watches, waits—and sometimes touches. It began quietly: a drawer opening on its own, footsteps on the stairs, creaks where there were no pets left to make them. But what started as curious soon turned into terror.

Her boyfriend was yanked by the leg in the middle of the night. A worker watched a stuffed animal fly across the bedroom. Doors slammed, drawers opened, and then came the growling—deep, guttural, and far too close. Even the bravest men she brought into the hous...

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Long before she became a respected voice in the paranormal world, Amanda Quill was a child consumed by questions the living couldn’t answer. Growing up between Canada and Scotland, she felt the pull of the unseen—drawn to haunted places, mysterious energies, and the secrets whispered by the dead.

In this classic episode of The Grave Talks, we explore the early years of Amanda’s extraordinary journey. At a time when few dared to speak openly about ghostly encounters or the spirit realm, Amanda was already searching for the tr...

Her first haunting began after visiting historic St. Mary’s City, where she felt an overwhelming sadness she couldn’t explain. When she returned home, that sorrow turned into something else entirely — a presence. He was a 13-year-old boy who made himself known by stealing objects, knocking things over, and showing jealousy whenever her boyfriend came around. His energy was mischievous… but possessive. After two days of tears and endless footsteps echoing through her home, she called a priest. The blessing worked — for a while.

Years later, another spirit found her. This time, after visiting Point Lookout — once a Civil War...

He didn’t believe in ghosts. He didn’t believe in God. But disbelief doesn’t protect you.

After a family funeral, he reconnected with a young cousin who claimed something dark had followed her for years. Scratches appeared overnight. Voices whispered through walls. He tried to reason it away — until the haunting followed him.

It began with a voice on the baby monitor — soft, steady, speaking his name. Toys moved on their own. The air froze in seconds. Then his wife felt the bed sink beside her, as if a small body had climbed in… but no one w...

It started long before she was born — back when her mother’s side dabbled in things they shouldn’t have. Black magic. Witchcraft. Doors opened, never shut. Years later, she and her siblings were still dealing with it: toys moving on their own, shadows in the house, and a woman in white only her mom could see.

Then they moved to Illinois.

Behind the house sat an old, off-limits chicken coop. One summer night, camping in the yard, she looked up and saw a little boy staring at them from the coop window. No one else saw hi...

A dream showed her his face before he was even born — a rich chestnut colt with a wide white blaze, nothing like his parents. The night he finally arrived, the birth nearly went wrong. His leg was stuck, his tongue was blue, and there was a 30-minute window before they could lose both mare and foal. But he made it. And in every photo from that night, the stable is full of orbs — or, as she believes, the help that pulled him through.

She called him Buddy. He grew into her “heart horse,” the one you only get once. Wh...

When she moved back to New Jersey in 1990, all she wanted was an affordable place to live — not a haunting. 

At first, she dismissed it as imagination. Then came the faint blue glow. It hovered in the hallway, near the back-room door — the same room where her washing machine sat. She walked through it once… and that was enough. Soon she felt it touch her — something unseen grabbing her shoulder, paralyzing her with fear. Nights turned restless. Doors locked themselves. She began waking at 3 a.m. every night, drenched in panic.

Holy water quieted the light, but not t...

This is a Grave Talks CLASSIC EPISODE

Long before she became a respected voice in the paranormal world, Amanda Quill was a child consumed by questions the living couldn’t answer. Growing up between Canada and Scotland, she felt the pull of the unseen—drawn to haunted places, mysterious energies, and the secrets whispered by the dead.

In this classic episode of The Grave Talks, we explore the early years of Amanda’s extraordinary journey. At a time when few dared to speak openly about ghostly encounters or the spirit realm, Amanda was already searching for the tr...

Not all hauntings begin with fear — sometimes, they start with disbelief.

When Chloe agreed to teach a little girl piano lessons one summer in Lafayette, Louisiana, she never imagined it would turn into one of the creepiest true ghost stories she’d ever tell. Her neighbor had warned her about the sounds of children running and laughing through the house — but Chloe brushed it off as imagination.

That changed the day she poured a glass of water for her student’s “imaginary friend.” The moment she set it on the table, the second glass slid across the wood on...

Some hauntings begin with fear. Lotus’s began with faith.

Born a pastor’s daughter in Denver, she was raised to cast out demons—until one started fighting back. The family’s “blessed” home in Golden, Colorado, hid rot behind the wallpaper and something breathing beneath the stairs. Toys froze to walls. Her sister was bitten by invisible teeth. Her mother was pushed down the basement steps by a black-hooded shape. Prayer didn’t stop it. It seemed to feed it.

Years later, the evil followed her into adulthood—through a fatal-looking car crash marked with the number 213...

Some hauntings don’t wait for old Victorians, tragic deaths, or cursed land. Sometimes they happen in the kind of house that shouldn’t be haunted at all — a normal, newer family home where nothing bad ever happened. That’s what makes this one so unnerving.

After a late-night horror movie, an 18-year-old steps out of the shower and hears it: slow, deliberate footsteps crossing the open-plan living room… directly toward the hallway… and stopping right outside the bathroom where he’s standing. No siblings. No parents. No pets. Just boots on the floor of a house that should’ve been...

Some places in rural Nebraska were left to rot — this one refused to be empty. A group of friends in the late ’70s explored an old farmhouse for fun, flashlights in hand, expecting raccoons… not a full-on intelligent haunting. They heard the front door open, heavy footsteps cross the floor, and a slow walk straight toward the basement where they were hiding. Then — every flashlight died at the exact same second. In total darkness, they listened as those boots reached the top of the stairs… and started coming down. When the lights finally flicked back on, no one was there.

W...

When Mandi moved into her first apartment with her roommate Megan, she expected noisy neighbors and broken blinds—not a haunting.

At first, it was just small things. Footsteps in the hall when no one was home. Lights flicking on in the middle of the night. Doors that refused to stay shut. But the night Megan’s friend screamed from behind a slammed bedroom door, everything changed.

Curiosity turned into fear when the three women tried to communicate with whatever was in their apartment. They placed a bottle on the floor and asked it to move. Noth...

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Deep beneath the quiet hills of Tennessee lies one of the most feared places in America — the Bell Witch Cave. For over two hundred years, whispers of curses, ghostly screams, and violent encounters have refused to fade. Some say the witch never died. Others claim she’s waiting in the dark for anyone brave enough to call her name.

In this classic episode of The Grave Talks, we speak with Candy Wooten, Director of Operations at the Bell Witch Cave, who has witnessed the unexplainable firsthand. From chilling apparitions that...

Some spirits return to comfort us. Others come back for reasons we don’t understand.

In this true paranormal double feature, two stories collide — one radiant with hope, the other steeped in fear.

The first comes from a listener who lost her beloved Uncle Dave, a man whose laughter filled her childhood. After a horrific construction accident claimed his life, the family grieved deeply — until a strange sign appeared. In a photo that had always hung in their living room, faint shapes began to emerge: two angels etched into the corners, and in the center, a clear...

This is not your average haunting — it’s a bloodline wired to the other side. From the moment Devin was born, the dead knew his name.

By six years old, he was leaving his bed every night at 3 a.m., drawn down a dark hallway he couldn’t resist. The shadows would gather, breathing, watching. When he was ten, the house finally showed itself — hundreds of glowing eyes bursting open across the walls as whispers screamed his name. Most kids would’ve broken. Devin didn’t. Something inside him woke up — something ancient, furious, inherited.

Years later, his gre...

A listener from Salt Lake City, Utah, recounts a lifetime of escalating paranormal activity inside a normal-looking 1960s home — a house her parents dismissed, but one that seemed fully aware of her. As a kid, her bed shook violently in the middle of the night. Every time she ran to her parents, she was told it was “just a truck.” But the shaking didn’t stop. Then came the dread. Standing in the hallway. Using the bathroom at night. Feeling a hand reach for the light switch when no one was near. Something was there. Something that wanted her to know it...