Christopher-Bitchens
Christopher Bitchens
Christopher-Bitchens

They don’t have knees on that bottom image. Photoshop of horror just in time for Halloween.

The ghost stories keep me up at night because I can’t rationalize them away (my apartment is pretty darn secure from irl intruders), but I’m currently looking at houses to move in to and now I’m terrified of ghosts AND weirdos/murderers.

About five years ago, my husband Adam and I decided that it was finally time to start looking to purchase a house. We had always talked about buying an older, fixer upper home because we’ve had the idea that they hold more charm and character. Plus we can appreciate a place that has it’s own quirks and we love the

There are over 2000 posts now! I’m going to add my story, though I doubt many of you will see it.

You waved? YOU WAVED?! Noooooooooo!

WHY WOULD YOU POST THIS AND WHY WOULD I READ IT?!

Maybe it was some poor idiot looking for his shoe? ;)

This happened to a friend of a friend earlier this summer (as told by my friend). I’ll call her friend Jane. Jane is a nurse who works a specific shift at a local hospital and keeps a really consistent schedule. She gets up at 5am, takes a shower, and then heads off to work. Jane lives in a bungalow a block away

Yes, yes, dear boyfriend. Come over. Come over now and bring your clown killing kit with you. Jebus. I would move.

When this happened, I was living in a small house with my boyfriend (now my husband) and our two cats. I was especially close with our male cat, my baby. My boyfriend always joked that he followed me around like a little dog. He was always happy to see me, always wanted to cuddle me, and would even lick my hair when

Maybe the lightning was a camera flash... DUN DUN DUUUUNNNN

My mom tells us not to talk about it, but there is something sensitive about our family. We feel things, and then we bite our tongues to prevent bothers from thinking we are nuts.

Yas yas yas! Favorite Jez thread of the year!

I was watching Antenna TV this weekend (All Oldies, all day!) and I watched some Addams Family....Lurch is aight doe! The episode I watched has him feeling really emotional about a harpsichord....the man is a poet, is what I’m saying. OK? Plus look at the bone structure! Lurch could get it.

I’ve been reading these stories for a few years now, and I thought I should finally write about what happened. About the cold woman.

My father grew up in Florida. His mother died when he was a teenager of lung cancer and in the fullness of time his father was remarried to the woman I would know as my grandmother.

She entered the marriage with a house that had been passed down to her in the middle of an old-growth orange grove. It was a classic old

I shared this a few years ago, but it was in response to someone else’s story, so it may have gotten a little buried... but it’s one of those “true” stories so it’s scary af. 

We had a friend of the family named Ruth, who had been a college friend of my grandmother and very close to our family. She wasn’t married and didn’t have kids, but she was an infinitely sweet and generous woman who was a very dear auntie to all of us. Ruth also had an amazing house: a sprawling stone house with Tudor

Hard pass. You?

Enjoy your last day on earth.