Korkipantz
Korkipantz
Korkipantz

Totally. Believe me, I’ve run through all kinds of non-supernatural explanations for what happened. But I am 100% certain it wasn’t an animal. It didn’t have hair or fur or feathers or any features at all, it was a smooth oval/round head shape. An animal would have to cling to smooth glass half the time for its head

The Window

Been reading this for years, and finally putting my own down! This story takes place a few years back, but my memory of this afternoon is incredibly crisp, even though the rest of the year was something of a haze…

said this outloud “nope”

This happened to the ex-boyfriend of my cousin Alex. His family had just purchased a home in San Angel, a neighborhood in Mexico City filled with history and old houses. Among other things, it was site to the mass hanging of men belonging to Saint Patrick’s Battalion.

My husband, at-the-time-6 month old son (Forrest), and I were visiting his family at a small lake in Missouri for the 4th of July this year. I’m not going to give the name because it was pretty small and I’m not trying to blow anyone up with unwanted attention. We rented an Airbnb with my MIL and FIL to have a place

When my dad was a teenager in the late 1950s, he used to work as a dishwasher at a Mexican restaurant that was near the local cemetery. To get to work, he could either walk the long way around the cemetery, which was twice as far, or cut straight through it. More often than not, he’d opt to go through the cemetery.

I grew up in a really small town in the early 90s. It was the kind of town where there was still a local dairy and you could get deliveries from it for milk, butter, ice cream, etc. It was kind of a sign your family was upper middle class if you got these deliveries instead of buying the cheaper stuff from the grocery

I posted this a few years ago, but I don’t think more than 2 people read it. So here it is again!

The Watcher

A+. I grew up in that region and this is totally some shit our dads would pull!

THANK YOU!!!! Love this one.

This happened just last Thursday, actually, and I’m still shaken up.

I grew up in a small town in central Illinois surrounded by miles of corn fields in every direction, broken only by the interstate to the east. Class sizes hovered around 80, and it wasn’t unusual to invite half the class to parties. This was especially true for kids who lived on the outskirts of town or out in the

I gave birth to my baby girl at the end of June this year. I was in labor when the Dobbs decision came out, but that is a different kind of story for another day.

“The Back Room”

Not sure if anyone will find this scary, but it certainly freaked me out at the tender age of 8...

The two cottages were built by my grandfather on the second to last lot at the end of the road. Out the back (front? we never could decide) of the cottages was a view of the lake which was the core of most

Something like that happened to me in Nigeria. Rural road, cart came out of nowhere. I’d only been in the country a few weeks, but I was with a guy who’d lived there for a decade and he was yelling at me to gun it. Apparently it’s a somewhat common kidnapping scheme. You hit the cart, stop to see what happened, and

Has anyone figured out a solid method to read all the comments and keep track of where you are? Every year I get sucked into this and then spend days trying to filter and find my spot to read more. 

I think we also need to recognize the effect this kind of abuse and trauma has on a person’s ability to form and choose truly healthy relationships. It should go without saying that had this guy been respectful and considerate of her situation, he would never have brought those things into her house. Just because

I agree with you but... she’s a 23 year old who’s been in prison since she was 17 and comes from an abusive family? I don’t know if she has a lot of housing options. I know that when I was young and poor it made financial sense to move in with boyfriends even if they were disasters and I was a college graduate without