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Hey, it’s Michelle, and tonight we’re going around the world with this collection. Seven stories, five countries, and every place has its own rulebook for the dead. A bowl of cream for a household spirit. A spoon to check who’s really at your table. An egg to draw out what’s wrong. Rice thrown into the dark before dawn. Now available as a video on Spotify and YouTube.  Gary D. from Southern Ontario was a teenager when he and his friend John fell through the ice at midnight in the dead of winter and took shelter in an abandoned 1920s dance hall. From the floor above them came big band music, a crowd, and clinking glasses, stopping like a switch, twice. The dance floor was empty. Yvonne from the Philippines calls in with a doppelganger story she can only call a glitch in the matrix. Someone who looked exactly like her mother, and it wasn’t her. Hannah from Dartmouth, Nova Scotia, works at a music school haunted by Edith, a ghost who runs the dishwasher on command, flickers the lights when the kids misbehave, and followed the school to its new building. The dishwasher once shut itself off while Hannah and the whole choir were watching. Edwin Covarrubias , who lives in Mexico now, tells a story from a hostel he worked at in Ecuador. He saw a ghost, and someone unscrewed every lightbulb in the restaurant. Edwin hosts Paranormal Club, True Scary Story, and founded Scary.fm. Rax tells a story from Cambodia. A woman floating above him, a hand reaching out of a fan, and encounters he ties to the country’s Khmer Rouge years. Find him at @bigfoodie69 on Instagram. Lisa shares several stories from a period living in a remote rainforest community, including encounters with a spirit woman believed to have been murdered during the Australian gold rush, said to scream in men's ears and push them from a nearby waterfall in an act of ongoing revenge. She describes seeing a woman with long blonde hair riding in a friend's truck, only for the friend to later insist he'd been driving alone the entire time, along with nights spent listening to what sounded like a corroboree carrying through the bush, and a car that stalled mid-crossing in a rising river before starting again at the exact moment it mattered most. Connect with her at ⁠⁠⁠[email protected]⁠⁠⁠  Elana from Edmonton, Alberta closes the episode with two encounters. As a teenager visiting her biological mother in La Ronge, Saskatchewan, she woke paralyzed to a young boy asking why she cried so much at night, a boy she later learned matched the description of a child killed in that house. Years later, wide awake and unable to move, she watched her late grandmother appear in a rocking chair, speak softly in Cree, and press a warm hand to her shoulder. Seven stories. Five countries. Ghosts don’t need passports. If you have a real ghost story of your own, a haunting experience, something you heard, something you cannot explain, I want to hear it. Call 1 (701) 484-2666 or visit ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠tellmeaghoststory.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ to share your story. You might end up on the show. And if this episode moved you, leave a comment on Spotify. I read every single one, and your comments help new listeners find the show. Support us with official merch at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠newmanmedia.shop⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, catch us on YouTube at⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ @tellmeaghoststory⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, and follow along on Instagram at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@tellmeaghoststorypodcast⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠. Theme music is Sexy Sax by Cool Cascade. Video Edited by Chelsi Johnston. Production by ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Newman Media⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠.

Hey, it’s Michelle, and tonight’s show is about what visits you when the lights go out. Eight real callers share sleep paralysis encounters, shadow figures, and visitors that arrived with a witness, a mark, or an open door, along with the folklore and science behind them. The first half is stories sleep paralysis explains well. The second half is where I’m not sure it can. Now available as a video on Spotify and YouTube. Nellie from Clinton, Illinois, calls in with a true ghost story from when she was eighteen, asleep on her stomach on a weekend morning, when something heavy climbed on top of her. A dark shape. A growl that sounded like a laugh. Her grandmother had warned her about exactly this. In Mexican culture, it’s called se te subió el muerto: the dead got on top of you. Yamari from Pennsylvania woke to three black figures standing around her bed, all focused on her, while she couldn’t move or scream. She calls it a sleep paralysis dream. What she can’t explain is the bedroom door. She remembers shutting it before bed, and when she woke up, it was open. Dave from Kansas City has had sleep paralysis since he was a kid, so he knew what was happening. Then he thought he woke up, heard three loud bangs, and found two figures made of TV static attacking him in his living room. He chanted Jesus help me until they stopped. That morning there were four police cars outside, and his front door had been unlocked all night. Yvonne from the Philippines wasn’t asleep. In the afternoon, at her aunt’s house, she looked back down the stairs and saw a black silhouette in the shape of a person that began running up after her. The next day her aunt confirmed she’d seen it too, and she had one rule. Never acknowledge it. Dave from Sioux Falls remembers dying of spinal meningitis in a hospital at about a year old, and a woman standing over him. He grew up in a Connecticut house that was just not right, with a babysitter no one else in his family ever saw. He says she still watches him sleep, and he sleeps with the light on. Hector from New Mexico has been scratched for ten years with no explanation, usually three long marks. One night a nightmare of a laughing figure woke him at 3:33 AM. The next night a loud bang woke him at 3:33 again, and his bedroom door, which he always kept shut, was open. Rachel from Myrtle Beach says something has been attached to her since she was four. After her first sleep paralysis episode, three long scratches appeared on her makeup vanity. When she described it to her mother, her mother said the wall behind her was turning black. She still won’t repeat what something whispered in her ear three weeks before she called. Tyler from Texas closes the episode with the longest story. After a car crashed into his Oak Cliff apartment building, he spent weeks alone in the only livable unit, waking with something crushing his chest. A priest was on the way. Then a new neighbor walked out the front door, and everything stopped. Along the way, I get into where the word nightmare comes from, how shadow people came out of a radio show, what your brain does between awake and asleep, and what medieval Europe blamed for the weight on your chest. Eight real callers. Eight true ghost stories. The Hat Man gets his own episode on Halloween. If you have a real ghost story of your own, a haunting experience, something you heard, something you cannot explain, I want to hear it. Call 1 (701) 484-2666 or visit ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠tellmeaghoststory.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ to share your story. You might end up on the show. And if this episode moved you, leave a comment on Spotify. I read every single one, and your comments help new listeners find the show. Catch us on YouTube at⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ @tellmeaghoststory⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, and follow along on Instagram at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@tellmeaghoststorypodcast⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠. Theme music is Sexy Sax by Cool Cascade. Production by ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Newman Media⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠.

Hey, it’s Michelle, and this week we’re checking in for this Halloween season. A collection of seven haunted hotel stays, from a hospital-turned-hotel on a mining hill in Arizona to a ship docked in Long Beach to a Best Western in Fresno, plus a look at why hotels end up so haunted in the first place. Now available as a video on Spotify & YouTube. Heather from Mesa, Arizona, stayed at the Grand Hotel in Jerome, which started life in 1926 as the United Verde Hospital, built to treat sick and injured copper miners. In her room, a voice told her to turn down a TV that nobody had on.  Maggi from Washington went to Port Townsend for a birthday getaway and stayed at the Palace Hotel, a former brothel that operated from 1925 to 1933. She and her husband heard footsteps echoing from the ceiling above their room, then realized they were alone on the top floor with no guests above them. Christie from Los Angeles stayed at the Mount Washington Hotel in New Hampshire, where the owner’s widow, Carolyn Stickney, is said to haunt Room 314. In broad daylight, Christie saw a smear-like apparition, and psychic Chip Coffee saw it too.  Jules from Santa Barbara works at the Mar Monte Hotel, a Spanish Colonial Revival building from 1931. After a guest posted a TikTok with a photo of something standing at the foot of her bed, Jules and the director of rooms checked the vacant room and found a deep indent on a bed that housekeeping always leaves perfectly flat. They both felt something sitting there, and they ran.  Ashley from Salt Lake City toured the Queen Mary when she was eleven. Her aunt felt a small hand grab her knee in an empty elevator, and a photo of the pool showed a little girl in a blue gown. When Ashley’s mother started writing a book about it, the haunting followed the manuscript, and it stopped the second she typed the last paragraph. An anonymous caller takes us on the road with her up the highway. That's already an eerie setting, but then add a visitor in your room that may or may not be a dream. Noah takes us on a night out in Las Vegas. That ends with him being watched by a gray father and son in turn-of-the-century clothing. I share my own ghost story, a night in a Best Western in Fresno, California, on what was supposed to be an ordinary road trip, when I woke up to find a man hovering over me. Then he was gone. Artemis checked into a New York City hotel looking for a break and found poltergeist activity instead. In between, I get into why hotels are so haunted, from what your brain does on the first night in a new room to the Colorado hotel that inspired The Shining. Six real callers. Seven true ghost stories. If you have a real ghost story of your own, a haunting experience, something you heard, something you cannot explain, I want to hear it. Call 1 (701) 484-2666 or visit ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠tellmeaghoststory.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ to share your story. You might end up on the show. And if this episode moved you, leave a comment on Spotify. I read every single one, and your comments help new listeners find the show. Support us with official merch at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠newmanmedia.shop⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, catch us on YouTube at⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ @tellmeaghoststory⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, and follow along on Instagram at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@tellmeaghoststorypodcast⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠. Theme music is Sexy Sax by Cool Cascade. Production by ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Newman Media⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠.

Hey, it's Michelle, and this week's four calls each involve something quietly, patiently making itself known. Stringy black hair hanging over a bathroom sink in an old Kentucky studio. A kind old taxidermist whose parents watched him work for years after they'd died. A black mist that dropped under a middle schooler's bed like a sheet. And Lizzie Borden herself, summoned every October and still refusing to give a straight answer. Lacey from Whitesburg, Kentucky calls in with a true ghost story from her time renting a studio space in a renovated artisan center. Working alone on weekends in a building with motion-activated lights, she began hearing things overhead like a bag of bricks dropping, then whispering with no one around to have said it. On her final visit, she looked down a hallway and saw a woman's dark, stringy hair hanging over the bathroom sink, positioned exactly the way someone tilts their head forward to wring it out. She left immediately and only went back the next day when other people were working there. Gary D. from Ontario, Canada returns with what might be his most quietly devastating story yet. As a kid walking home from school, he used to sneak behind a friendly taxidermist's house to watch him work through the back window. For over a dozen visits, he noticed an older couple always sitting nearby, leaning forward, watching intently, clearly proud. Months later, the house went up for sale, and the workshop sat empty. A neighbor told Gary the taxidermist had moved. When Gary asked about his parents, the neighbor told him they'd died fifteen years earlier in an accident. He'd been living there alone the entire time. Larissa from Texas calls in about something that happened when she was in middle school, lying awake around 2 or 3 AM with the feeling of being watched. A dark mist appeared in her peripheral vision, turned sharply toward her the instant she looked at it, and dropped under her bed like a black bedsheet being pulled off furniture. Her bed physically shook. Nobody else in the house heard her screaming. She says this isn't an isolated incident; her family has experienced spirits for two to three decades, going back to before she was born. And Cindy Ketron from Avon, Indiana closes the episode with her annual October tradition, pulling out the Ouija board to interrogate the spirit of Lizzie Borden about the 1892 axe murders of her parents. Recently, Lizzie declined coffee, laughed hysterically, insisted on her innocence, then threw an actual kitchen knife at Cindy and missed. Some years she confesses. Some years she doesn't. She always tells Cindy to figure it out herself. Four real callers. Four true ghost stories. If you have a real ghost story of your own, a haunting experience, something you heard, something you cannot explain, I want to hear it. Call 1 (701) 484-2666 or visit ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠tellmeaghoststory.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ to share your story. You might end up on the show. And if this episode moved you, leave a comment on Spotify. I read every single one, and your comments help new listeners find the show. Support us with official merch at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠newmanmedia.shop⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, catch us on YouTube at⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ @tellmeaghoststory⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, and follow along on Instagram at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@tellmeaghoststorypodcast⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠. Theme music is Sexy Sax by Cool Cascade. Production by ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Newman Media⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠.

Hey, it's Michelle, and this week's three calls include a piece of jewelry that vanished for over a decade and reappeared through a dream, a faceless figure at the Hollywood sign with a documented history stretching back nearly a century, and a live on-camera possession followed by a phone call that still can't be explained. This episode is now available as a video on Spotify and YouTube. Kelly from Australia calls in with a story about her grandad, who passed away 13 years ago. For years she'd asked family members about his silver St. Christopher necklace, one she used to play with sitting on his knee as a child, and nobody could account for where it had gone. After a recent visit home spent asking again, and after spotting the necklace clearly in an old photograph of her grandad, Kelly's grandmother handed her a wrapped gift on Christmas morning containing the exact necklace and a note saying her grandad would be proud to see her wearing it. Her grandmother had no idea Kelly had ever wanted it; she'd simply had a dream telling her to give it to her. Cindy Ketron from Avon, Indiana calls in with a story from a 1976 family trip to California, the same trip that brought her family face to face with the ghost of Marilyn Monroe walking the beach. Near the Hollywood sign at dusk, her family watched a shrouded figure in period clothing approach them, and where her face should have been, there was nothing at all. What they encountered matches the well-documented sightings of Peg Entwistle, an actress who died by suicide by jumping from the Hollywood sign's letter H in the 1930s, unaware a movie role was waiting for her the very next day. Witnesses have reported her presence to joggers, hikers, and park rangers ever since, often accompanied by the scent of gardenia perfume, her signature fragrance in life. Layne Pavoggi a YouTube filmmaker, calls in with a story from filming California on Ghosts, a project he made with fellow creator Kassem G. While ghost hunting at a haunted hotel in Volcano, California with psychic medium Maria Lagana-Sales, Layne and his crew captured what appears to be a live possession on camera, Maria going silent, shaking, and transforming for a stretch of roughly 45 minutes before purging afterward. Hours later, driving home, Layne received a call from Robert, a former roommate and father figure he hadn't spoken to in fifteen years, who explained he'd had an urgent, vivid dream the night before of a dark-haired woman trying to grab hold of Layne, one he felt compelled to protect him from. The description matched Maria almost exactly. Three real callers. Three true ghost stories. If you have a real ghost story of your own, a haunting experience, something you heard, something you cannot explain, I want to hear it. Call 1 (701) 484-2666 or visit ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠tellmeaghoststory.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ to share your story. You might end up on the show. And if this episode moved you, leave a comment on Spotify. I read every single one, and your comments help new listeners find the show. Support us with official merch at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠newmanmedia.shop⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, catch us on YouTube at⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ @tellmeaghoststory⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, and follow along on Instagram at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@tellmeaghoststorypodcast⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠. Theme music is Sexy Sax by Cool Cascade. Production by ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Newman Media⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠.

Hey, it's Michelle, and this week's five calls include a recurring visitor only dying patients could see, glasses moving in an empty kitchen at 1 am, a friend's goodbye delivered through a dream before anyone knew she was gone, a doppelganger encounter one caller still calls a possible glitch in the matrix, and a haunted mansion with a buried, disturbing history. Now available on Spotify or YouTube as a video! (This episode was formerly known as Real Ghost Stories For Gardening.) Tyler from Ohio, a former ICU night-shift nurse, calls in about a patient who calmly described a tall man in a black suit sitting in the corner of her room, someone she said had been with her all day, unrelated to her, silent the entire time. She passed away roughly a day later. Tyler says this pattern repeated throughout his career, dying patients describing visits from family members he'd later learn had already passed. Nellie from Clinton, Illinois returns with a second story from the same house, waking at 1 am to find the kitchen light on and the sound of glasses moving, despite both her parents' and brother's doors being closed and no one else awake in the house. Maggie calls in about a vivid dream from over fifteen years ago, one where her friend Liz appeared radiant and at peace in a coffee shop, wearing a black coat covered in red roses, hugging her tightly before vanishing when Maggie turned away for a moment. Days later, Maggie learned Liz had died in a car accident in Panama the same night as the dream, and later discovered Liz's previously unknown middle name was Rose. Yvonne from the Philippines returns with an early childhood memory from around 2002, watching her mother's exact double, same clothes, same voice, same conversation with her father, walk from the parents' room toward hers and then vanish entirely the moment the lights came on. Minutes later, her real mother called to say she and Yvonne's father were still out running errands and had been the whole time. And Liz from Brooklyn closes the episode with a story from a photography assignment at a historic hotel with a disturbing past involving adopted children. She and her friend both felt an immediate, oppressive presence in one particular room, later confirmed independently by a medium on speakerphone who described a dark male spirit in that exact corner, along with two protective female spirits and several buried children on the property. The pair located an unexpected grove of lilies the next day, laid flowers, and spoke words for the dead, all while narrating a full skincare routine out loud to keep themselves calm. Five real callers. Five true ghost stories. If you have a real ghost story of your own, a haunting experience, something you heard, something you cannot explain, I want to hear it. Call 1 (701) 484-2666 or visit ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠tellmeaghoststory.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ to share your story. You might end up on the show. And if this episode moved you, leave a comment on Spotify. I read every single one, and your comments help new listeners find the show. Support us with official merch at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠newmanmedia.shop⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, catch us on YouTube at⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ @tellmeaghoststory⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, and follow along on Instagram at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@tellmeaghoststorypodcast⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠. Theme music is Sexy Sax by Cool Cascade. Production by ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Newman Media⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠.

Hey, it's Michelle, and this week's two calls include a towel that appeared with no one home to deliver it, and two flights separated by years featuring men who should not have existed. Larissa from Texas calls in with her mother's story, one her mom still denies to this day. Home alone in the shower, expecting her kids back from school, her mother called out twice for someone to bring her a towel. She heard the front door open and close, and when she got out, a towel had been left for her. Except neither of her children had been home. Both were accounted for elsewhere, and every family member who might have stopped by confirmed they hadn't. Around the same time, Larissa had been telling her mother she kept seeing a little girl in the house, dismissed as an overactive imagination, until her mother had her own encounter, waking up to the top of a small head peering over the edge of the bed. The family blessed the house and agreed never to speak of it again. Gary D. from Southern Ontario returns with a story that goes beyond a typical haunting. Passing through an airport parking garage decades ago, he encountered an elderly man in a tight tan suit who turned his head slowly as he passed, flashing an unnervingly wide, perfectly white smile. Minutes later, he saw an identical man in the same suit, same build, but a different face, then a third at his gate. Two of them boarded his flight and stared at him the entire trip, only to vanish from their seats mid-flight. A flight attendant confirmed those seats had been empty the entire time. Years later, on a different flight, two more men in matching gray suits approached him directly. One said, "Nice to see you again; it's been some time." The other said, "We will be seeing you later." Neither has appeared since. This one sent me down a research rabbit hole. What Gary describes maps almost perfectly onto a strain of folklore that predates the internet and has only gotten more documented since. There's the Smiling Man, a modern urban legend that started in 2012 on Reddit's r/nosleep, a tall figure in an old, ill-fitting suit with a frozen, exaggerated grin. There's Indrid Cold, sometimes called the Grinning Man, documented back in 1970 and tied to the Mothman phenomenon: a tall, deeply tanned man in a strange, glossy suit who appears out of nowhere and stares in total silence. And there's the broader Men in Black tradition, entities in slightly wrong suits who seem to be mimicking human behavior without fully understanding it, which is exactly the uncanny, hypnotic wrongness Gary described. Two real callers. Two true ghost stories. If you have a real ghost story of your own, a haunting experience, something you heard, something you cannot explain, I want to hear it. Call 1 (701) 484-2666 or visit ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠tellmeaghoststory.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ to share your story. You might end up on the show. And if this episode moved you, leave a comment on Spotify. I read every single one, and your comments help new listeners find the show. Support us with official merch at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠newmanmedia.shop⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, catch us on YouTube at⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ @tellmeaghoststory⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, and follow along on Instagram at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@tellmeaghoststorypodcast⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠. Theme music is Sexy Sax by Cool Cascade. Production by ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Newman Media⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠.

Hey, it's Michelle, and this week's five calls include a ghost who literally swept a guest off his feet in a London hotel, two coffins from a funeral home that ended up haunting a Halloween attraction, a decades-old attachment that still whispers in the dark, a cursed property with a body count, and a kitchen that wouldn't stay closed after a stranger's belongings came home (Ep FKA "Real Ghost Stories For Falling Asleep - Mixtape Vol. 10"). This episode is now available as a video on Spotify & YT! Greg from Los Angeles calls in about a trip to Soho House Dean Street in London, where an off feeling all night built toward the moment he and his husband explored an eerily empty floor. Descending the stairs afterward, Greg caught sight of shoes just out of view, turned around, and had his feet yanked completely out from under him, going fully horizontal before dropping. A bruise on his backside lasted the entire trip and vanished the moment his flight landed back in California. Phil from Chattanooga calls in with two separate stories. The first involves a former funeral home in Rome, Georgia, where he found two decades-old embalming coffins in the basement, still used repeatedly for cremation services years earlier. Passed along to a Halloween spook house, the coffins caused actors to refuse to enter them, citing doors slamming and objects moving whenever they were near. Rachel from Myrtle Beach calls in about paranormal activity that's followed her since age four, starting with her late great-grandmother appearing at her brother's window. Decades later, her first sleep paralysis episode left three unexplained scratches on her makeup vanity, and describing the experience to her mother caused the wall behind her to visibly darken, as if something were opening. Her most recent episode, just three weeks before this call, involved something demonic whispering in her ear, words she refuses to repeat. Cindy from Avon, Indiana returns with an update on Little Rachel, the child spirit who followed her home from the Whispers Estate after Cindy left gifts at Christmas. Cindy, a retired Indiana State Police employee, says an EVP investigation on her birthday helped confirm Rachel's presence, and that Rachel now possesses one of her dolls. Phil returns with a second, far darker story about a property he purchased in Georgia containing three identical houses. Within a year, one tenant was beaten to death with a hammer, another died of a fentanyl overdose, a third suffered a disabling stroke, and the leaseholder died just three weeks after being given six weeks to live. A neighbor eventually warned Phil that no one nearby would set foot on the property. Phil sold it, disclosed everything, and the new owner suffered a permanent medical emergency two months after closing. And Lauren closes the episode with a story from a Round Rock, Texas apartment, where a roommate brought home sentimental belongings after his brother's sudden drowning death. That same night, Lauren's younger sister fled the apartment in the early morning hours, terrified by sounds coming from an empty kitchen. In the following weeks, every cabinet in that kitchen, including ones too high to reach, would be found open with no one home and every door locked. Five real callers. Six true ghost stories. If you have a real ghost story of your own, a haunting experience, something you heard, something you cannot explain, I want to hear it. Call 1 (701) 484-2666 or visit ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠tellmeaghoststory.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ to share your story. You might end up on the show. And if this episode moved you, leave a comment on Spotify. I read every single one, and your comments help new listeners find the show. Support us with official merch at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠newmanmedia.shop⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, catch us on YouTube at⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ @tellmeaghoststory⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, and follow along on Instagram at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@tellmeaghoststorypodcast⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠. Theme music is Sexy Sax by Cool Cascade. Production by ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Newman Media⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠.

Hey, it's Michelle, and this week's five calls each involve something watching from just beyond the light. A tall silhouette in a top hat that returned to the same little girl five years apart. A glowing face the size of a dinner plate riding in the back seat of a Camaro on a Florida highway. A haunted estate in upstate New York with rooms that seem to beg for attention. A voice from the Oregon woods I need to address directly before we get into it. And a six-year-old ghost boy in Indiana who just wanted his mother back. This episode is available as a video on Spotify and YouTube. Marissa from Dallas calls in with a true ghost story from when she was five years old, watching shadows in her room take the form of a tall, faceless man in a top hat standing in her doorway. He approached her bed, pressed a hand into the sheets beside her, and then vanished. It never happened again until she was ten, in a new house, when she woke to find her door open, her nightlight off, and multiple dark figures watching from the hallway like an audience. Then the Hat Man returned, closer this time, leaning over her bed and touching her leg through the blanket before disappearing. That was twenty years ago. She still prays it stays that way. David from Ocala returns to Tell Me A Ghost Story, this time with a story from 1983 that has nothing to do with his movie theater ghost. Driving home from a party at 1 AM in his 1967 Camaro, he checked his blind spot and found a two and a half foot tall glowing figure standing in his back seat, smiling, its face lit from within like a lamp. It lasted only a few seconds before vanishing. He later learned the folklore term for what he saw. An imp. Ashley calls in about her sister's old estate in Carmel, New York, a historic property from the early 1900s where she would wake in the middle of the night to flickering electronics and a heavy, distracting presence in more than one guest room. Carmel sits in Putnam County on land with a long documented history of paranormal activity, including nearby Smalley's Inn, one of the most famous haunted locations in the region, where the ghost of a toddler named Elizabeth Smalley has been reported for well over a century. Julian calls in from Bend, Oregon, and this one is different from every other call in this episode. Rather than looking back on something that already happened, Julian's message plays out in real time. Lost in the woods, cold, inside an abandoned house, being followed by something he describes as taller than the trees with a distorted face. If this is you, Julian, or if anyone knows him, please reach out to local authorities in Bend. I hope this was only a story. And Cindy Ketron from Avon, Indiana closes the episode with a story about her parents' first apartment in 1957, shared with a young married couple whose little boy had died before they ever met. The ghost loved tearing up trash bags and flushing an empty toilet. Cindy's mother, a psychic, eventually walked the boy's spirit by the hand back to his grieving parents, and in the process told them something nobody could have known yet. That she was pregnant. With Cindy. Five real callers. Five true ghost stories. If you have a real ghost story of your own, a haunting experience, something you heard, something you cannot explain, I want to hear it. Call 1 (701) 484-2666 or visit ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠tellmeaghoststory.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ to share your story. You might end up on the show. And if this episode moved you, leave a comment on Spotify. I read every single one, and your comments help new listeners find the show. Support us with official merch at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠newmanmedia.shop⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, catch us on YouTube at⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ @tellmeaghoststory⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, and follow along on Instagram at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@tellmeaghoststorypodcast⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠. Theme music is Sexy Sax by Cool Cascade. Production by ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Newman Media⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠.

Hey, it's Michelle, and this classic episode has five calls that take us to one of the most famously haunted hotels in America, a Ouija board that darkened with every question, a whisper that knew exactly when to speak, and a spider with a human face. This episode is now available as a video on Spotify and YouTube. Christy from Los Angeles calls in with a true ghost story from her second trip to the Mount Washington Resort in Bretton Woods, New Hampshire. During a live talk from paranormal psychic Chip Coffey, a strange smear, like someone had rubbed the atmosphere itself with a finger, moved across the curtain directly behind him. Two witnesses saw it, and Chip himself paused mid-sentence to say he hadn't seen her there. The Mount Washington Hotel has one of the most storied hauntings in the country, tied to Princess Caroline, the widow of the hotel's original owner, who kept returning summer after summer and whose original suite, room 314, remains the heart of the hotel's reported activity to this day, complete with flickering lights, floral perfume in the night, and a woman seen sitting on her original century-old bed. Jess from San Antonio, Texas calls in with a haunting that began after moving in with her grandparents. Breathing and moaning came from behind a side door in her childhood bedroom. Years later, her grandmother described two men in old-fashioned clothing watching her sleep, then woke up screaming that a woman was choking her. When a hairstylist client turned out to be a psychic, she independently described the exact same two men, protectors against an evil presence in the home, and performed a salt cleansing that ended the activity for good. Jess has since tried sleeping in that room twice as an adult, both times waking in sleep paralysis with a black mass suffocating her. Reid from Colorado Springs calls in with a Ouija board session that turned dark fast, the spirit's answers growing more ominous with every question until he ended the session. Afterward, the board's pieces had rearranged themselves on their own, a closed door was found open, and a shadow figure in formal clothing appeared and vanished as he left the room. Nicole from Phoenix calls in with a whisper she heard as a child pretending to be asleep, "Hey, I see you," in a voice she mistook for her prankster father, who was found asleep in another room seconds later, nowhere near fast enough to have said it. Her mother and aunts later confirmed the house had a long history of activity, including visions of children standing outside holding hands. And Cindy Ketron from Avon, Indiana closes the episode with a story about her father's first rental house in Indianapolis, cheap because the previous owner had allegedly murdered his wife there. Within a week of moving in, an apricot-sized black spider with a human face began crawling across his bed nightly, vanishing each time, until he finally confronted the landlord, who offered no explanation. The house has since been torn down. Five real callers. Five true ghost stories. If you have a real ghost story of your own, a haunting experience, something you heard, something you cannot explain, I want to hear it. Call 1 (701) 484-2666 or visit ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠tellmeaghoststory.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ to share your story. You might end up on the show. And if this episode moved you, leave a comment on Spotify. I read every single one, and your comments help new listeners find the show. Support us with official merch at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠newmanmedia.shop⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, catch us on YouTube at⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ @tellmeaghoststory⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, and follow along on Instagram at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@tellmeaghoststorypodcast⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠. Theme music is Sexy Sax by Cool Cascade. Production by ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Newman Media⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠.

Hey, it's Michelle, and this week's four calls span a movie theater in 1978, a hotel in Santa Barbara, a psychiatric hospital basement, and a farm in Indiana where something was killing deer. This episode is available as a video on Spotify and YouTube. David calls in with a true ghost story from 1978, when he went to see Sergeant Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band at a nearly empty theater in Gainesville, Florida. He and his friend sat in a row with plenty of open seats. About thirty seconds later, a woman appeared in the seat beside him, pulled her purse toward herself, and told him that if he did not get away from her immediately, she was calling the cops. David ran. When he turned around, there was nobody there. Jules from Santa Barbara returns with a true ghost story from her work at the Mar Monte Hotel. A guest had posted on TikTok about an experience in one of the rooms, detailed enough and specific enough that Jules and the director of rooms decided to check the vacant room themselves. The room looked completely ordinary until they looked at the bed. Their housekeepers make beds with near-perfect precision every single time, and this bed had a deep indent on one side, the kind of indent a person's weight leaves behind, in a room nobody had slept in. Jules got a photo before they ran out. If this is your first time hearing from Jules, she has called in before about a man who walked through a solid wall at a hostel in Vancouver and a ghost child who followed her through a Brooklyn apartment. Article: "I went looking for a haunted hotel in Santa Barbara. What I found was a city full of ghosts." By Julie Tremaine Gary D returns with his third call to Tell Me A Ghost Story. Fresh out of high school, he took a job in the basement archive of an old psychiatric hospital, transferring decades of patient records into digital files, completely alone in a cobblestone basement with flickering lights and dark corners. The chain rattling started within the first few weeks. Then a voice from the darkest corner said, "Help me" while he was reading the file of a patient with a documented history of hearing voices and seeing things. Staff told him his mind was playing tricks in exactly the kind of environment that plays tricks on people. Then during a storm, the power went out completely, and something dragged itself toward him through the dark, breathing heavily, before the lights came back on to reveal nobody there. In his final month, a stack of boxes fell on its own, and something shoved him hard enough from behind to knock him to his hands and knees. Staff eventually confirmed that unregulated experimental treatments had taken place in that exact section of the basement decades earlier. Gary believes whatever is down there was trying to communicate and did not want him in that space. Cindy Ketron from Avon, Indiana calls in with a story from her grandfather's farm in Seymour, Indiana, where deer in the area were being killed by something nobody could identify. Her father, an early paranormal investigator, took the men in the family out to the woods at night with rifles to find it. Four real callers. Four true ghost stories. If you have a real ghost story of your own, a haunting experience, something you heard, something you cannot explain, I want to hear it. Call 1 (701) 484-2666 or visit ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠tellmeaghoststory.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ to share your story. You might end up on the show. And if this episode moved you, leave a comment on Spotify. I read every single one, and your comments help new listeners find the show. Support us with official merch at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠newmanmedia.shop⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, catch us on YouTube at⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ @tellmeaghoststory⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, and follow along on Instagram at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@tellmeaghoststorypodcast⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠. Theme music is Sexy Sax by Cool Cascade. Production by ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Newman Media⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠.

Hey, it's Michelle, and this week we have a classic season three episode bringing together six true ghost stories from our callers to celebrate the dark nights of Summer-ween. Now available as a full video episode on both Spotify and YouTube for the first time. Sophie from Los Angeles calls in with a true ghost story about the house her family bought when she was young. Her little brother refused to go into one room from the moment they arrived and kept telling their mother that the man in the chair smelled. The family assumed imaginary friend until they discovered a man named Sal had died in that exact room. Sal apparently had a strong smell in life and kept it in death. Brennan Storr from The Ghost Story Guys returns with more shadow figure encounters. If you heard his first call on Accidental Exorcism you already know his history with shadow people. A house near his home in Victoria caused him and his wife to have the same intruder dream on two separate nights after simply driving past it. Then in Montreal, a shadow figure in a hooded robe appeared standing over him in the night. When he gasped it did not disappear. It sucked back into the closet like the end of Poltergeist. Cindy calls in with a ghost pet story. Her father's greyhound Sparky lived to fourteen and after he died the family heard it downstairs. Click click click. Dog toenails on linoleum moving in the same familiar pattern to the top of the stairs, then stopping. Jules from Santa Barbara calls in with a ghost story that begins at a youth hostel in Vancouver in 2001 and spans decades. She saw a man in a top hat walk through a solid wall at 2 AM. What followed over years was a series of encounters, including a ghost child in a Brooklyn apartment who followed her everywhere and eventually had to be given firm boundaries about which rooms she could enter. Jules ultimately made a conscious decision to close herself off to the paranormal entirely and has been largely undisturbed since 2008. Erica from San Diego returns with her fourth call. She woke on the couch at her mother's house to find a tall dark figure with a pointed hat at the entrance of the hallway. The moment she registered it, the figure darted down the hall, and she chased it. When she reached the hallway, it was gone. Her dog did not bark. What Erica encountered is what thousands of independent eyewitnesses call the Hat Man, a shadow figure described as seven to ten feet tall wearing a fedora-style hat, observed standing over people while they sleep across cultures and continents with a consistency that makes it one of the most documented shadow entity phenomena in paranormal research. Nellie from Illinois returns. She and her mother were talking when both caught it at the same moment. A dark shadow the size of a child moving across the edge of their vision. Neither said anything until Nellie turned and asked did you see that. She had. And Maggie from Everett, Washington calls in about the man in the suit, the resident ghost of the hundred-year-old building where she works. Polite. Slightly mischievous. Not malicious. The man in the suit is apparently still very much on the clock. Six real callers. Six true ghost stories for dark summer nights. If you have a real ghost story of your own, a haunting experience, something you heard, something you cannot explain, I want to hear it. Call 1 (701) 484-2666 or visit ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠tellmeaghoststory.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ to share your story. You might end up on the show. And if this episode moved you, leave a comment on Spotify. I read every single one, and your comments help new listeners find the show. Support us with official merch at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠newmanmedia.shop⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, catch us on YouTube at⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ @tellmeaghoststory⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, and follow along on Instagram at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@tellmeaghoststorypodcast⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠. Theme music is Sexy Sax by Cool Cascade. Production by ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Newman Media⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠.

Hey, it's Michelle, and tonight we have four calls, a spirit box that said something only three sisters in the room could understand. A ghost named Bob who made coffee every morning in a house he no longer lived in. Something at a 1970s Halloween party in Southern Ontario that sat with Gary D for thirty minutes and left a wet slime trail out the front door. And Cindy Ketron, who owns a haunted portrait of Marilyn Monroe. This episode is also available as video on Spotify or YouTube. Trina from Norwich calls in with a true ghost story from a paranormal investigation at a cultural heritage center where she and her sisters volunteer. The spirit box said one name first. Then later in the night it said two more words. Small boy limp. Their father had polio when he was three years old. He walked with a stunted leg his entire life. Nobody in that room could have known that. Nobody could have planted it. It sounded like a grandmother reporting what she saw from the outside, the way someone who watched a small boy limp would describe it rather than the way the family would. Angelica from Marietta, California calls in with a true ghost story about moving into her in-laws' house and meeting Bob. Bob had a morning routine. Cabinet opening. Mugs rattling. Sliding glass door opening and then closing behind him. Angelica heard it all from upstairs and came down to find nobody there. Gary D from Southern Ontario returns with his second call. If you heard his first story about falling through ice at midnight and hearing a 1920s New Year's Eve party playing in an abandoned pavilion basement, you already know that Gary has a particular gift for being present when something genuinely inexplicable happens. This one is from a Halloween party in the 1970s. Something glided across the room and sat down across from him at a corner table. Tentacles hanging from its shoulders, wet and glistening and moving independently the way actual tentacles move. In the 1970s. Before animatronics. Before computer chips in costumes. It never spoke. Not a single friend at that party saw it. And Cindy Ketron from Indianapolis calls in with a haunted portrait story that I have been thinking about since I first heard it. Cindy owns a studio portrait of Marilyn Monroe, the iconic image of her standing over the grate in New York City with her skirt billowing. Every year on August 4th, the anniversary of Marilyn's death, the portrait knocks three times. And when Cindy comes into the room, the eyes in the portrait are open wider than usual, looking horrified, as if she cannot believe this is happening again. There is a story about Marilyn that feels relevant here. She was once walking down a street in New York City completely unrecognized, and a friend asked if she was sure nobody knew who she was. Marilyn said, "Do you want to see her?" And then she shifted. Something in her posture changed, and within moments people were stopping and crowding around her. She could turn Marilyn Monroe on like a switch. What knocks in Cindy's apartment every August 4th is not the woman. It is the presence. And the presence is apparently still very much here. Four real callers. Four true ghost stories. If you have a real ghost story of your own, a haunting experience, something you heard, something you cannot explain, I want to hear it. Call 1 (701) 484-2666 or visit ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠tellmeaghoststory.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ to share your story. You might end up on the show. And if this episode moved you, leave a comment on Spotify. I read every single one, and your comments help new listeners find the show. Support us with official merch at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠newmanmedia.shop⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, catch us on YouTube at⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ @tellmeaghoststory⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, and follow along on Instagram at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@tellmeaghoststorypodcast⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠. Theme music is Sexy Sax by Cool Cascade. Production by ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Newman Media⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠.

Hey, it's Michelle. Something spooky is going on in the Lone Star State. This is a classic season two compilation episode bringing together six true ghost stories from Texas callers, now available as a full video on both Spotify and YouTube for the first time. Tyler from Texas returns with the second of his two paranormal stories and this one goes to a darker place than his first call. After a tragic car accident outside his apartment in Oak Cliff, Dallas, something moved in with him. What Tyler came to believe he was dealing with was a succubus, a malevolent spirit with a documented history across cultures dating back thousands of years. Tyler sought the help of a priest. The activity eventually subsided. He has thought about why ever since. Gabby from Texas calls in with a haunted house story that is not about a single encounter or a one-time event. It is about living inside a paranormal situation every single day. Strange things happening in the morning. At night. In the ordinary moments of domestic life that are supposed to feel safe. Gabby's house has made it clear regularly that she is not the only one there, and she has had to figure out how to keep living in it anyway. Karl from Texas describes a paranormal presence inside his church, the specific and deeply unsettling experience of feeling something wrong in a space that is supposed to be protected. Churches have some of the most documented paranormal histories of any building type, and Karl's encounter adds to that record with the kind of specific detail that makes it impossible to dismiss. LaSondra calls in with a ghost encounter that happened in the most private and ordinary space in her home, and discovered that privacy means nothing to whatever was sharing her bathroom. The shower ghost is specific in what it did and how it made itself known, and LaSondra has not entirely reconciled herself to the experience since. Alexandra from Texas takes us house hunting and finds something she was not looking for. She was simply trying to find somewhere to live when the properties she toured made clear they already had occupants who had not agreed to leave. Texas strikes again. Lauren calls in with her experience of spirit orbs, the widely debated paranormal phenomenon that sits at the intersection of photography, consciousness, and the question of what exactly a spirit looks like when it decides to make itself visible. Her encounter with a black orb in her boyfriend's house connected to the spirit of a previous owner who apparently never finished being there. Six real callers. Six true ghost stories. All Texas. If you have a real ghost story of your own, a haunting experience, something you heard, something you cannot explain, I want to hear it. Call 1 (701) 484-2666 or visit ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠tellmeaghoststory.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ to share your story. You might end up on the show. And if this episode moved you, leave a comment on Spotify. I read every single one, and your comments help new listeners find the show. Support us with official merch at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠newmanmedia.shop⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, catch us on YouTube at⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ @tellmeaghoststory⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, and follow along on Instagram at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@tellmeaghoststorypodcast⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠. Theme music is Sexy Sax by Cool Cascade. Production by ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Newman Media⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠.

Hey, it's Michelle, I took an extended break by accident. It was my birthday, and then I published this comedy book that has nothing to do with the paranormal. Now I'm back with this week's calls, and each involves seeing something that should not be there. Brandy from Marysville, Ohio, calls in with a true ghost story from a girls' weekend in Yellow Springs, a small Ohio town with a long history as a gathering place for people with a sensitivity to the unexplained. Brandy bought a dark smoky quartz crystal and that night showed it to her friend Emily, asking if she saw anything in it. Emily said it looks like a guy wearing a hat. Exactly what Brandy had seen and had not said out loud. The next morning a man in a long trench coat and a hat walked out of an antique store in town. She recoginzed him immedently: the man in her crystal... Larissa from Texas returns with another call. If you heard her first story about Frank the pocket watch ghost at the medical examiner's office, you already know Larissa has a particular attunement to the paranormal. This story is about her daughter who was three years old when they moved into an apartment in Brownwood, Texas. Her daughter told her there was a tall man in the closet. He waved at her. He was not mean. Then he started asking her to come into the closet. "He cannot come past the carpet," her daughter said. Then he started keeping her up at night and becoming more aggressive. Larissa used holy water in the closet and her daughter's room, and prayed, and the man never came back. Her daughter is older now and still remembers him and drew a picture, which is the picture featured on this episode's show art. Sent in by Larrissa. Sapphire Sandalo calls in with a true ghost story from a regular Thursday afternoon. At a four-way traffic stop, a woman in a long, bright red skirt stood perfectly still at the corner holding white bags. Her face did not make sense, blurred, obscured like a filter, but her eyes were clear and glowing underneath it. Honey colored with very bright whites. Sapphire's husband turned left past her. He had not seen her at all. Sapphire drew the woman and sent the drawing to her cousin without explanation. Her cousin had just pulled an oracle card she felt compelled to pull. The card was of a woman with glowing eyes and dark skin wearing red. It was Kali. At the exact moment Sapphire had texted her medium friend Stephanie about the encounter, Stephanie had been listening to a podcast about a woman who saw someone she thought was living and later realized was a ghost. Coincidence? I think not. Sapphire doesn't know yet whether the woman in red was a ghost or something older. But she now thinks about her every time she drives through that intersection. Sapphire hosts Stories With Sapphire, a paranormal podcast where people submit ghost stories she narrates or tells in their own words. Find her on Instagram at @sapphire_sandalo, (also where you can see her drawing of the lady in red!!) or on YouTube at Sapphire Sandalo. She also has a horror short film called BREEDER currently making the festival circuit. Three real callers. Three true ghost stories. If you have a real ghost story of your own, a haunting experience, something you heard, something you cannot explain, I want to hear it. Call 1 (701) 484-2666 or visit ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠tellmeaghoststory.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ to share your story. You might end up on the show. And if this episode moved you, leave a comment on Spotify. I read every single one, and your comments help new listeners find the show. Support us with official merch at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠newmanmedia.shop⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, catch us on YouTube at⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ @tellmeaghoststory⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, and follow along on Instagram at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@tellmeaghoststorypodcast⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠. Theme music is Sexy Sax by Cool Cascade. Production by ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Newman Media⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠.