This is Archive X's largest story category. Here you'll find an extensive and constantly growing collection of true ghost stories contributed by our readers. Archive X's ghost stories cover many topics including -- but not limited to -- ghost encounters and sightings, hauntings, haunted houses, poltergeists and shadow people.
Ghost stories are probably as old as the spoken word and throughout history many famous stories have withstood the test of time. For many, the names are familar even if only heard in passing. Almost everyone at one time or another has heard one or two of the more famous stories of ghosts or haunted places such as The Borley Rectory or La Llorona, but have you heard of some of the more modern day ghosts and haunts like Gravity Hill or Spider Gates?
We invite you to read a few of our scary stories. A good place to start, if you've nothing particular in mind, is the Editor's recommendations below. So turn down the lights and click a few links, and pay no attention to those dark shadows in the corner. Of course, if you have a story to tell, we'd be happy to hear it.
Definition of ghost1. The spirit of a dead person, especially one believed to appear in bodily likeness to living persons or to haunt former habitats. 2. The center of spiritual life; the soul. 3. A demon or spirit.
How to access the storiesUse the navigation on the left to open the menus by clicking on the plus signs. Stories are arranged by year and month submitted, with the most recent additions at the top. Menus can be opened and closed by clicking the plus or minus signs. Story titles appear as clickable links.
Editor's recommendations -- ghost storiesHere you'll find a random sampling of ghost stories to get you started. The features will change frequently, so check back often for new thrills and chills, and things that go bump in the night. We also have a special section for previously recommended stories.
My Grandfather's Ghost
I have had at least a half dozen experiences with ghosts in my life and this is the story of my first and most memorable one.
It was 1973 and I was stationed in Stuttgart West Germany in the United States Army. One Saturday afternoon I was in our Barracks with my two roommates when I happened to look out the window of our room. It had been snowing all day and there was about a foot of snow on the ground and I was surprised to see my Grandfather standing outside the barracks window looking in at me.
A Sign from Above
My sister Debra Gail Breder, died suddenly from a Berry Aneurism in her brain; no pain no goodbyes. Just gone gone!
She was a gentle, happy spiritual soul who believed we had angels all around us, heaven is real, and you have to do the work on earth or keep coming back until you learn your life lessons. She swears that when you see a 44 or 444 it means your guardian angels are close by. She took great joy and comfort in that. She had us all believing before she left us.
Way back in 1992, our friends and family were all gathered together and we made a list of what each of our sign would be to send the living if we died, to say we were okay on the other side. Everybody chose their sign like yellow butterflies, Hummingbirds, windchimes, and night blooming Jasmine but Debbie chose an impossible sign; angels and dolphins together. We said No way, thats too hard! Pick another one, we will ever see angels and dolphins together! But she made her choice and we put it on the list. I recently found the original list from 1992.
In time, through my dreams I was told her name, it was Ann. In my waking moments I could feel Ann's presence. Sometimes I could feel a tingling sensation as if she was stroking my hair. But I couldnt hear or see her.
My family at this time owned the Riva Lodge hotel in Torquay. Once in my teens as I was passing through the bar, a guest told my mother, there was a presence around me, there is a protective spirit watching over me.
This took place in 2007 when I was traveling to Ohio for my Uncles funeral. It was a very dark and lonely stretch of country road. Thanks to a country bumpkin at my last fuel stop,giving me bogus directions which were supposed to be a short cut. I had been driving for three hours without seeing another living soul. My only companion was the harvest moon over head in the night sky. The radio was nothing but static. My eyes searched the darkness ahead for any sign of life.
The Haunting of Kanaka Pete the Axe Murderer
I was recently browsing the internet and came across the story of Kanaka Pete at www.kanakapete.com This brought back a personal experience I had with Kanaka Pete. I would like to share it with you.
In the fall of 2007 I was attending University in Nanaimo BC, Canada. A few weeks before Halloween my boyfriend and I took the guided, haunted tour of Nanaimo. During the tour we heard the story of Kanaka Pete.
Kanaka Pete was a big Hawaiian that lived in Nanaimo with his native wife and their infant daughter. In 1867, after a night of drinking, Kanaka Pete returned home to find his wifes parents in his home and his wife told him she was leaving him. Pete left and got totally intoxicated. He returned around midnight to find his Father-in-law in the act of adultery (incest) with Petes wife, while the Mother-in-law watched and the baby lay beside them. In a drunken fit of rage Pete grabbed an axe and did not stop swinging until his wife, her parents and his daughter were all chopped into pieces.