Spooky Stories 👻🎃🕷☠️

We’re in spooky heaven! Right before Spooktober began we asked all of you for your spooky stories, and boy did you deliver! We kicked off the season right with Halloween inspired happenings and are going strong with your favorite spooky stories! So snuggle up with your coziest blanket and get ready to creep it real with these spooks! 
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Story #1:
I read a story in an old Reader’s Digest that really stuck with me. There was a family whose daughter passed away from an aneurysm. After her funeral, the family went away to get their minds off the tragedy and the father asked the uncle to check on their pets. The uncle and his girlfriend went together since the girlfriend heard there was a grand piano at the house, and she wanted to play it. 
After entering the house, the uncle and father went to the basement to see the animals and the girlfriend went to the piano on the ground floor. She was playing the piano when she felt something brush her ankles. She thought a cat must have left the basement and walked past her. She kept playing. And then she felt it again. 
She looked under the piano but couldn’t see anything. When she started playing the piano again, she felt little hands clasped her leg tightly. She ran to the basement door, called the uncle and father back up, and waited for them outside. The uncle could tell his girlfriend was rattled and asked what was wrong. 
She told him what had happened and both the uncle and father turned white.  They told her the daughter who had died used to play a game with her father. When he played the piano, she’d crawl underneath, grab his ankles, and push his feet up and down on the pedals. 
Story #2:
There’s a British royal family mystery that I love to share! There were two young princes, brothers Edward and Richard, who were imprisoned in the Tower of London to prevent them from becoming king and heir-apparent. In April 1483, when King Edward IV died, his eldest 12 year old son, Edward V briefly became king. Because of his young age, he had a regent appointed to him, his uncle: the Duke of Gloucester. This uncle deeply resented that the boys even existed since he would have been next in the line of succession. 
What happened next is still a mystery. It appears that the young king and his brother (Richard, the Duke of York) were kidnapped and locked away in the Tower of London, after which the Duke of Gloucester declared himself King Richard III. The two young princes were never seen or heard from again, and two small skeletons that were eventually found in the tower are believed to be all that’s left of them – other than the ghostly apparitions, that is.   
Story #3:
There’s a natural pool in Australia called Devil’s Pool. It’s a beautiful pool created by surrounding boulders and a waterfall that feeds it. But it’s cursed. According to legend, Oolana was an aboriginal woman who drowned herself in the pool after being separated from her true love. She still searches for him today and lures young men to their death in the green waters.  Sixteen young men have died there in the past 50 years. 
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Story #4:
My brother stayed at this inn in North Carolina and he swears he saw a young woman in Victorian dress surrounded by a spooky pink mist. After he saw her, he asked around and found out that locals called her “The Pink Lady” and is the ghost of a young woman that stayed at the inn back in the 1920s. She apparently fell to her death inside the inn and hasn’t left since.
Story #5:
We heard this story a while back and share it at our Halloween party every year: 
A man's wife became deathly ill the night before Christmas in 1798, he called for the doctor but by the time the doctor had arrived his wife had died, or so it seemed. Her husband was so grief stricken that he shut himself up on his own and didn't attend the funeral the following day. The servants of the house carried the rich woman's body to the Vicar who in a drunken stupor held the ceremony quickly. The veil was drawn across her face, the stone lid lowered and the iron grille locked.
When later that night the Clergy man fell to sleep he remembered the beautiful emerald ring the woman had been laid with on her finger. Wanting riches for himself and figuring no one would find out he went downstairs, unlocked the lid, opened it and tried to pry off the ring. It wouldn't budge. He ran to his lab and brought back a file to cut off her finger with. He severed her finger and pulled the ring off, as he left he turned around to pick up the iron lid, and screamed at the top of his lungs, dropped the ring and ran. The woman had awakened and was moaning and holding her severed finger towards him with a smile displayed evenly across her face.
He ran with all his might upstairs where he abandoned his home and fled the country. If only he knew that the woman had only to thank him for she had not died after all but had gone into a coma and the cutting of her finger restored her circulation waking her from it.
Wearing nothing but her fine silk dress she walked back to the home and knocked on the door and rang the bell to no avail. The servants had all gone to sleep for it was late christmas eve. She felt an urge and lifted a heavy stone, threw it at her husband's window, and waited. He came to the window with a sorrowful look on his face, and suddenly to her surprise he yelled, "Go away. Why must you torture me so. Don't you know my wife has just died. Let me mourn and do not bother me again."
With this he shut the window. He must not have realized it was his wife who had thrown the rock at him. She repeated this and he opened the window again, and she yelled to him, "I am no one but your so-called dead wife. Now come down here and open this door, Henry Page, unless you'd like me to die a second time on our doorstep."
"You are a ghost then," he said to her.
She said, "No, for ghost's don't bleed. Now come down here before I catch my own death of cold."
The man with a joyous look on his face came down to meet his wife and took her inside where he called the doctor once more and told him the news. They both lived long lives and their first son was born the next year.
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You all turned up the spooks with these story submissions. From haunted hotels to ghost tales, we love a good scare! And don’t worry, we’ll be the first ones to turn on a Disney movie to get the scary jitters out before bedtime. If you’ve got more spooky stories for us, drop them below! Happy Halloween witches and ghouls!
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xoxo
Kortni + Team

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