Ghost stories from EVP

The Girl in the Ring

Ava and I had planned our trip to the Scottish Highlands for months, a break from the gray cubicles and glowing screens of our tech jobs. We drove from Inverness,...

The Last Frame

I was sixteen when I learned that some photographs are not meant to be taken. My best friend, Leo, had just moved into a renovated farmhouse on the edge of...

A Surprise in the Frame

On a bright winter morning in 2003, my daughter was excitedly tearing open her birthday presents in our cozy living room. The decorations were cheerful, and the atmosphere was filled...

The Static Visitor

The photograph came back from the developer’s in a yellow envelope, the kind that smelled of chemicals and stale regret. Margaret held it up to the kitchen light, her fingers...

The Frame of Unmaking

I’m Cora, sixteen, and I’ve lived in the same rust-stained apartment building on the edge of a sprawling industrial district my whole life. The constant hum of the factory across...

The Hollow Frame

I had spent the better part of three years convincing myself that the unsettling things that once clung to my life were just figments of a tired mind. The bruises...

The Crawlspace Offering

My wife, Marisol, had a knack for uncovering the uncomfortable. When we moved into the old farmhouse on the outskirts of Millbrook, the rent was suspiciously low, and the smell...

The Picture on the Screen

It happened last Friday evening. Sixteen-year-old Clara was in the living room with her two cousins, watching a comedy show they had all seen before. Her parents were reading in...

The Lenten Lens

On the night before Easter, 2007, the air in our small Ohio town was thick with the smell of rain and freshly cut lilies from the church across the street....

The Static Visitor

My name is Harold, and I’ve spent the better part of my life being the punchline of my family’s jokes. They think I’m crazy because I claim to see things...

The Book on the Stone

The iron gate of the old Barlow Cemetery groaned behind me as I stepped inside, the sound swallowed by the heavy silence of the October night. I was here to...

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