His weirdo big ears bear or whatever was a camera or something. I just want a puppy video and kitten.
His weirdo big ears bear or whatever was a camera or something. I just want a puppy video and kitten.
So I literally uttered "HOLY FUCK" at my desk and then copied and sent the entire story to my husband, besties and coworkers. When I introduced it by way of Jez's scary stories and mentioned that this one wasn't actually a ghost story some of my coworkers were immediately disappointed...until they read it and I…
Every hair on my body.
It still feels sad. Another element of that story that I left out was that for the years that we lived in that house I had an intense and unreasonable fear of my own father. My father never touched me, hit me, etc and yet for the two years we lived there I never wanted to be left alone with him in the house, to the…
I liked your story. Kids totally do stuff like that. Once, when my daughter was very young, she was talking to my mother and she said "Remember when I was your mommy and you were my baby? But then I died. When mommy was little."
(shes not sorry)
True facts, that is the scariest shit I have ever read. Ghost stories are creepy but people? People are so much worse.
First, really excited my story got picked!
I'm sitting here cursing myself for reading these because I know I get WAY TOO SCARED and I promise myself I'll lay off the spooky stuff for the rest of the... oh, wait, nope, *right click* *open in new tab*
why didn't she free that little girl from the basement? ;________; poor ghost girl.
Holy. Shit. "Look at Me" was so scary I realized at the end I was sitting with my hands covering my mouth, feeling like I was about to hurl. And I'm sitting in a lit office, with my coworkers benignly chatting nearby,
Interesting context from a woman in Canadian media, highly recommend reading this: http://www.nothinginwinnipeg.com/2014/10/do-you-know-about-jian/
Nitpicking, but she's not white.
Aaaaand...
When my step-son was four, he woke up with scratches and cuts on the bottom of his forearms. Being four, he hated having his nailed clipped, so we assumed that he was scratching them at night, either due to dreams, or itching. He went to the doctor and they did the allergy tests and he was clear, except for being…
My mom's house has a pretty strange "feeling" about it as well. Here's the very shortened version of the story I remember most from her:
True story:
My mom was the eldest of six, and they lived on a farm in Northern Minnesota. Nearest neighbor a few miles away. One night she was watching her siblings because her mom and dad went out,( she was around 10 at the time),and her grandfather came to the house, acting weird. She knew something wasn't right, so…
I can't wait till these hit craigslist in the free or $50 pleasegetitoutofmyhouse section