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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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Hey it's Michelle, A Civil War battlefield in Pennsylvania. A sidewalk in Orange County at night. A grandmother who came back to say she was not finished. A spirit that followed someone home from Oahu. And a ghost in New Zealand who had opinions about being asked to leave.

This is another classic season 2 compilation episode, bringing together five of the most unforgettable true ghost stories from earlier in the series and from all around the world. And for the first time, this episode is now available as a full video on both Spotify and YouTube, so you can finally watch as well as listen.

Paige from Los Angeles calls in with a true ghost story from her middle school field trip to Gettysburg, one of the most extensively documented paranormal locations in the United States. In three days in July 1863, more than fifty thousand soldiers were killed, wounded, or went missing on that ground. Paige was there to learn about Civil War history. What she encountered on that battlefield went significantly beyond the curriculum, and what she brought home with her afterward made clear that something on that ground had decided to come along.

Roc from Orange County returns with another call. If you have followed Roc's story across the early episodes, you already know about the man shot outside his grandparents' motel, the spirit at the bedroom window at 3 AM, and the phantom phone calls from a disconnected booth. This time, Roc was outside in the middle of the night when he saw a woman crying on the sidewalk. He went toward her because that is what you do. What happened when he got close enough to see her properly is what he called in to tell us about. The question is exactly the right one. What would you do if you saw a woman crying on the sidewalk in the middle of the night?

Dave from Sioux Falls returns with a true ghost story about his grandmother Nonna, whose love apparently did not end when she died. Dave's connection to her was deep enough that when she passed, something of her stayed behind, making itself known in the specific and personal ways that only someone who knew him well could have managed. Nonna's story is one of those true ghost encounters that does not frighten so much as it stays with you because it is fundamentally about love that refuses to recognize the boundary between the living and the dead.

Chelsi from Los Angeles calls in with a haunted house story with an extra layer of difficulty built into it. The house belonged to her mother. The vibes were profoundly off from the moment Chelsi set foot in it. Something was not right and she felt it clearly and consistently every time she was there. Her mother did not feel it. Or did not want to.

Jasmine from Portland calls in with a ghost story from a stay in New Zealand, where the property had an elderly ghost who had decided the space was hers. Jasmine did not accept that arrangement. What she did about it is the heart of this episode, and the consequences of asking a ghost to leave when the ghost has been there considerably longer than you have are something Jasmine describes with the kind of pragmatic directness that makes her call one of the most memorable in the early archive. Some ghosts do not leave quietly.

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.

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Theme music is Sexy Sax by Cool Cascade.

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Hey, it's Michelle, and this week we have three real callers. Three true ghost stories from a morgue in Texas, a kitchen in Minnesota, and a frozen basement in Southern Ontario. This episode is also available as video on Spotify or Youtube.

Larissa from Texas calls in with a true ghost story from her time working as an investigator at a medical examiner's office. Late nights, intakes, autopsies, and a presence she named Frank. Frank has a pocket watch. He wears dress shoes. He walks the hallway with the unhurried energy of someone who has been at that threshold for a long time and sees no reason to cross it. When Larissa told him probably not tonight sir he left. When her coworker heard the pocket watch open right next to his desk instead of down the hallway where Frank usually roams, the coworker clocked out immediately and went home. Medical examiner offices are among the most consistently reported paranormal workplaces in documented research, threshold spaces where some presences simply choose to linger. Frank is one of those presences. He has a pocket watch and he is in no hurry.

Anne from St Paul, Minnesota calls in with a true ghost story from her work as a residential cleaner. Left alone in a client's home she was scrubbing cabinets hard when she heard it clearly. Thank you. Nobody else was in the house. The client's cat is in dialysis and not doing well and the space carried the specific weight of someone watching a beloved animal decline. Something in that house was paying attention to Anne working in it, and what it felt was gratitude. Not get out. Not help me. Thank you. In a show full of frightening encounters Anne's call stands out because the presence she encountered was not trying to scare her. It was trying to say something kind.

Gary D from Southern Ontario calls in with a true ghost story that begins with two teenagers falling through ice at midnight in well below zero temperatures and nearly dying, and somehow gets stranger from there. He and his friend John broke into an abandoned pavilion from the 1920s to survive the cold, wrapping themselves in burlap sacks in the basement while their hair froze solid. And then from above them they heard it. Big band music. Dozens of voices laughing and talking. Clinking glasses. Someone at a microphone working a crowd. Dancing. The full sound of a packed New Year's Eve celebration directly above them on a dance floor that when they climbed up to check had a heavy layer of undisturbed filth and snow lying across it. No people. No band. No footprints. Nothing. The music started twice and stopped twice like a switch being flipped. Gary raises the hypothermia explanation himself and it deserves consideration. But hypothermia does not produce identical shared hallucinations between two people who can confirm each other's perceptions in real time. Residual haunting, the specific paranormal category where a space replays its most emotionally concentrated memories like a recording, fits what Gary and John heard far better than any neurological explanation. The pavilion absorbed decades of New Year's Eve celebrations, and on the night two frozen teenagers sat in its basement, it played one back. They also found a large pile of long, brown, curly human hair between the barrels with no explanation. Gary does not know what that was. Neither do I.

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.

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.