Tell Me A Ghost Story

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 Ketcher 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.