Ever since my father crushed my dreams of becoming a ghost-hunter at age 10, I’ve been a pretty huge skeptic when it comes to the paranormal. 
I’m an even bigger skeptic when it winds up on reality television. I don’t know what happens when you die but I doubt you end up on the SyFy channel filling the time slot after the movie “Dinocroc.” I feel like most paranormal show creators try to take everything awful from The Blair Witch Project (i.e. the whole thing) and turn it into a series, constantly expecting us to believe that each loud crash in the darkness is prompted by paranormal activity and couldn’t possibly have been caused by one of the eighteen crew members on site. Yeah, okay.
This was all before I watched My Ghost Story on the Biography Channel. I came across it last week and approached it as I do most ghost shows (and most cooling pies) – skeptical and intrigued, but I was completely blindsided. 
My fascination with the show wasn’t generated by the personal accounts of the stories, though it would have been if I were looking for a character study. But no, the real draw here is that each story is backed up by real photographic or video-taped proof. We aren’t just talking about specs of dust on a lens or orbs of light reflecting from the camera flash (though there are a few of those), we’re talking actual transparent apparitions in human form. We’re talking about the ghost of a woman, recently dead from a car crash, caught on the security camera hovering over her demolished car at the impound lot. We’re talking about businesses that set up cameras overnight and recorded various objects moving around on their own… no time lapse and no one around.
If that’s not enough to convince you to check this show out, you don’t deserve to feel the hairs on the back of your neck stand up, ever, because when it comes to ghost-centric entertainment, this program is one of the only shows that has the potential to do that, hands down.
