I’d like Mueller to go to Jared.

oh!! I have a good ghost story. Should have posted this one instead of what I did post but w/e.

Here’s my creepy story. Not as bad as those but still, would love some thoughts on what was happening:

Could be playing the long con, trying to make the Parks too expensive as a way to drive down attendance and manufacture an excuse to dismantle them, while also having fewer Americans experience them and making them more susceptible to “why should we care about this dumb thing” propaganda so we don’t object when they…

The dog went oui oui.

It varies from state to state but in Virginia it wouldn’t be rape by the legal definition, that requires some form of penetration. Definitely sexual assault though.

Certainly is sexual assault

So, just to be clear, this is rape, right?

Suddenly Cat Marnell’s accounts of David Blaine come to mind.....

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Star this so it goes to the top pls. Do not scroll down; some asshat posted pictures of decapitated heads and mutilated corpses and some other asshat raised it out of the grays.

“Democrat Congresswoman totally fabricated what I said to the wife of a soldier who died in action (and I have proof). Sad!”

I had a somewhat similar experience when I was 12, while visiting Branson, MO. Our family visited there every other summer for vacation while I was growing up, hitting up the tourist traps and Silver Dollar City. It wasn’t until I was a bit older that I realized what an odd place that town is, a mix of religiosity,…

I was studying abroad in Rome, almost a decade ago. Had a late night dinner with friends a few miles from my apartment. Finishing our food, my friends insisted I call a cab—it was almost 1:00 am and the streets back were poorly lit. Wanting to seem whimsical and self-sufficient, I refused.

For a few years in the mid-90s I was studying to be an archaeologist and spent a few summers in the field doing excavations. Whenever I would bring this up in later years, people would occasionally ask if I had any cool Indiana Jones encounters. I’d laugh, and they’d laugh, and we’d move on to some other topic. And…

I have to claim PTSD on this one, I never actually realized what happened until years later. I was 17, pregnant, going to school full time and working two jobs. I took the city bus every day from my community college to first job, around 12 every day. My bus driver was adorable-definitely a Grandpa-type, friendliest…

I FINALLY HAVE SOMETHING TO ADD!!

Mine might be a little unconventional but here we go. I have to start with the history of the house I grew up in, which some people say is probably the creepiest part of my story. Warning, there is some graphic content. And sorry, it’s a bit long.

I’ve been reading Jezebel for years, but have never posted anything before. I’m honestly kind of scared to even write about some of the paranormal things that have happened to me, but it’s been a few years since I’ve lived anywhere haunted, and I don’t think this can “jinx” them back into my life. Growing up I was…

I just remembered another one, not supernatural (I don’t think) but still freaks me out.