My grandmother always used to tell me the story of the little flower girl, Phyllis. Phyllis was grandma's younger cousin who had been volunteered to walk down the aisle, throwing roses at my grandmother's wedding. She had offered to go pick the flowers herself in the back of our now old house, in the forest where we'd walk our dog. I doing so one day and came upon this field of white flowers and saw a quick flash of white light. My camera was able to capture details that my eye couldn't see, and when I got home to develop the film, this is what I saw. They had looked for Phyllis for...

Have you ever read Harry Potter? Then you must know about Moaning Myrtle. She haunts the girls bathroom in the Hogwarts castle. Well, this young ghost represented in my picture, is Moaning Myrtle's sister. Creepy Catherine roams around the street in which she got killed by the same snake that instantly killed her sister Myrtle. Catherine hides around the street during the day, but when the sun goes down she comes out and haunts all the villagers.

An impromptu snapshot turned out to be more than what anyone had bargained for. "Get a picture of me putting on my lipstick," Lisa had instructed her friend as she handed her a camera, "I want to make it my Facebook profile picture." Needless to say, she didn't wind up using this photo afterall...

I was asked to house-sit for an older woman that I had met through my grandparents. She lives on Cook Road, a decent drive away from my own house so I decided to spend the night. I had only spoken to her a couple of days before about watching the house and I felt like all she could talk about was how the house was beginning to scare her with its spirits. I figured she was just reaching that age where everything scares her and spirits are the easiest thing to blame it on. Then, during the night I was there, I heard a strange low humming sound coming from the backyard. I went out to...