• Black Dog


• Cookie


• Encounter with the Elmore Ghost


• Esther Hale


• Gore Orphanage Bridge


• House in Cincinnati


• House on Palmetto


• Little Boy


• Mom


• My Grandparents


• Our Little Visitor


• Phone Call from the Other Side


• Photo Album


• Practical Joke


• Wanderer


• Why I Believe


• Witch Woods

Why I Believe

When I was 12, my oldest brother committed suicide. I never got to tell him goodbye. About 2 months after it happened I was babysitting my nephew in his house. My nephew wanted to go upstairs to his room to play. When I called his name to come down for lunch, I heard him laughing and talking to someone. So I went upstairs to see what he was doing and he wasn't in his room. He was in my brother’s.

I had never had went into the room after his suicide. But I opened the door and saw my nephew in the closet with the door open. I walked over to pick my nephew up and I felt a sensation on the back of my neck. I looked up and saw a figure of my brother standing in front of me. He said "I love you very much.. and goodbye".

From that day on, I started believing in ghosts.

— Submitted by: Kelley M., Middletown, Ohio