Real Ghost Stories Online

Some hauntings don’t scream — they whisper. They begin with a reflection that doesn’t belong, a heartbeat that quickens before the mind can name the fear. Jill from Illinois experiences a haunting unlike any other. It starts on a quiet night at her computer, when a friend’s frantic message flashes across her screen: “There’s something behind you.” She turns toward the kitchen—and in the mirrored surface of the dishwasher, she sees him. A small boy, maybe six or seven, with tear-streaked cheeks, a faded striped shirt, and a red scratch above one brow. He looks exhausted, heartbroken… and pleading. When she steps forward, he vanishes—fading into the reflection as if it’s the only place he exists. Weeks pass. Then months. But the boy isn’t gone. He returns—first in the glass, then in the room itself. Each time he appears, he seems a little braver, stepping closer to the line between life and death. Jill begins to realize this isn’t just a spirit—this is a soul trying desperately to reach her. Trapped, lonely