In my gut I believe the entity (or whatever it was) impersonated the dead guy and took advantage of my sympathy for him to gain access to me. I read a description of something similar in a book years later, and it was described as being able to trap dead spirits and basically work them like puppets to get attention…

P.S. The artwork I mentioned. It was hanging in the apartment along with some other stuff including a crucifix, an old Mardi Gras mask, a painting of three crows on a telephone line, and a photo of a young man’s face with white paint(?) pouring out of his eyes, nose and mouth. This print is the only thing I kept from…

Yeah, the skeptical atheist explanation would be night terrors/sleep paralysis plus some weird coincidences all strung together by confirmation bias, but that didn’t make it any less fucking creepy to experience firsthand! 

It’s all good, Ken’s lack of bulge never stopped me from bumping my dollies’ smooth plastic crotches together as a kid while laughing aloud at how edgy I was.

I have nothing against people being attractive and proud of it, but she kept throwing it in even though it bore no relevance to the story. That and the fact that she wears murder victims’ clothing without washing them first made me think I never want to meet this person.

Yeah, I pretty much assume everything I find in a thrift store has been worn by at least one murder victim and clean the absolute living shit out of it before putting it on. That story skeeved me out on more than one level.

I have some family members who did a tour of Civil War battlefields and have a few strange stories. Me, I just don’t bother. I’m too superstitious already and have no interest in being followed home by dead guys.

Yeah, the message from the stranger was what finally convinced me to move. I can ignore a lot of weird stuff, but that was just too weird and out-of-the-blue to ignore. I’d be curious to hear what happened to you. And I thought about including a photo of the artwork here with my story, but decided against it. I’m…

I’ve got one I call “Old Gray Thing” that I always forget to post. It was a paranormal encounter but I’m still not sure what exactly it was, and I’ve always been curious if anyone else has seen one too. I’m doxxing myself if anyone I know reads this, but here goes nothing...

The thrift store story reads like the script for a rejected Hallmark movie. I don’t believe it one bit.

Wow, you and your dad both have...interesting taste in women.

The Ouija board one and the thrift store one both read like really cliched bad fiction. And neither were scary in the slightest.

I nominate every story about someone living in someone else’s crawlspace. There have been a few and they’re all terrifying. Ghosts and paranormal phenomena are creepy but living people are FAR creepier.

As a resident of the Deep South, I really do wish that were true.

Just a friendly PSA: Civil War battlefields are all haunted. Visit at your own risk!

Yeah this is a weird take and seems to align with a (rather pointless) contrarian stance toward other journalists I’ve noticed on this site lately. I’m not sure how failing to disclose - oh wait, but they actually did disclose - a tenuous institutional affiliation with the subjects impacts the story whatsoever.

Yeah, this is the weirdest detail of an already weird story. Did the school have no grounds to evict a parent squatting in a dorm who 1) isn’t paying any rent and 2) is abusing a bunch of tuition-paying students?

Thank you for raising this point. Bigoted white women have always been the gatekeepers of who is included and excluded from the protection of womanhood - and have helped direct white male violence toward maintaining those boundaries. This is nothing new, they’re just aiming their bigotry at a new demographic lately.

There have been plenty of examples of cis men who committed sexual assaults in women’s bathrooms. I haven’t heard of any involving trans women, but even if it did happen, it still wouldn’t be an excuse to lock them all out of bathrooms because a few of them are shitty.

TERFs are disingenuously conflating “penis” with trans identity in general. It’s perfectly fine to not be attracted to penis-having individuals of any gender if penis isn’t your thing. It’s not okay to police other people’s gender identities based on what’s between their legs. These two concepts aren’t contradictory…