The language is really interesting: They can't unrape you. It's as if once a woman is raped, there's no point in doing anything because what's done can't be undone. It's not like robbery, where they can recover the stolen goods, so what's the point? She's damaged goods now, and always will be, so why ruin a man's life…

I worked for a solo law practice that was in the lawyer's old house. His wife is a stay at home mom and they have five kids. I forget the details but all five of her kids talked to people in the house up until they reached a certain age. They also seemed to be talking to the same people. Apparently there's a cook…

My friend moved into a house that had previously been a doctor's house...but little did he know that the doctor would take patients from the nearby mental institution and do experiments on them in the basement (the house was over 100 years old). There was some disgusting energy in that house.

These real life brushes with death are way more scary to me than the supernatural weirdness. I'm glad you and your aunt weren't harmed.

The poor kid was basically like this for about a half an hour. I don't really want to know what happened down there.

I wouldn't say I was brave necessarily. I think I was still so young that I didn't really understand what was going on, but I was old enough to be useful. My Aunt (bless her heart) is kind of a spazz. She freaks out about everything. When all of this was going on she was hysterical and screaming while I was relatively…

No, his brother (it was actually his younger brother - there were 2 boys and then 2 girls in the family) had committed suicide about a year and a half before the murder. He killed his grandfather, because he believed him to be the source of all evil in the family. The grandfather had given the second eldest the gun he…

Yeah I'm totally okay now. It's actually kind of crazy, because apparently I blocked it out of my memory for a really long time. And then my freshman year of college I told my mom about this crazy memory I had that I was *sure* I had made up. My mom was like, "ha, yeah. That really happened."

Ohhhhh. That is truly scary. When I was in my teens I was friends with two sisters who had two older brothers. One of the brothers had killed himself, and the family was struggling to deal. The older brother, over the time I knew him, became progressively stranger and had really weird experiences and thoughts that, it…

When I was a kid I used to go to church with my aunt and uncle every Sunday, and after church, my aunt would go up in her painting studio and paint and I would mess around and play pretend or whatever in the living room. One weekend in November when I was 9, my uncle went out of town to go hunting, so my aunt and I…

This happened when I lived in San Francisco. My husband and I lived in a really old but beautiful building. Bay windows, hardwood floors, etc., but it was very old and hadn't really had any updates made to it. Before we got it we were having a hard time finding a place in our budget and we desperately had to get out…

I had a very weird dream about a guy who died too. He was someone I had a fling with shortly before meeting my boyfriend. I'm not going to get into the details, but essentially I did something stupid that caused my boyfriend to ask me cut off contact with this guy, which I did. He lived far away, on the other side of…

My Uncle died young, he was only 27... when my Grandmother died it was arranged that his ashes would be transferred from the crematorium garden to be buried with her.

A friend of mine had a story growing up about a fairy thorn in a field. The farmer wanted rid of it but everytime he tried to dig it up, something would happen. The shovel would snap, he'd fall in some mud - just narky little things that irritated and embarrassed him. 'It's because you're irritating the fey,' he was…

The upper back half of my parents house is haunted. Or posessed. I don't know, but it's wrong up there. When you go upstairs and open the door, there's a large room with a walk in closet, about 700sf. There's a hallway to the right with a little bathroom, and then a door that leads to the other half of the upstairs,…

Yeah, I prefer to think that maybe one of the original owners of the house is there and watching me with a newborn baby made her remember how hard it was and she gave me a little stroke on the face of support. Or it was just a creepy perv ghost who wanted to see my boobs.

Aw I think this is really sweet. I just got married and my husband had a dream about his yia yia. He rarely remembers his dreams but it was enough that he woke up and was sleep talking for a while. He dreamt he was at yia yia's house for sunday lunch and she pinned an envelope to his shirt like when he was a little…

I have a story!

I live in a very old area of town. Almost every other house on my street is a "century home" with a little plaque saying it was built in 1905 or sometime thereabouts. Mine doesn't just because it costs money to get that title.

My mother comes from the Isle of Man, which is about halfway between England and Ireland. There's a place called the Fairy Bridge and it's considered wise to greet the fairies when you're passing it, or they might get angry with you and you don't want that. When Mum was about 10, she had a girl friend from England who…