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Assaulted Peanut
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Football players always prefer the home advantage.

Im surprised people liked Beth enough to quit the show when she died. I’ve heard multiple people say this

I submitted these a few years ago but figured I’d try again - enjoy!

That is terrifying.

BEACHTOWN

What if…

My mom’s *crazy*.

We moved into a new to us house 6 months ago. There are 2 large bedrooms upstairs, and 2 small bedrooms on the main floor. My husband and I take one of the upstairs bedrooms and our 2 year old daughter is in the other. Since moving in, she’s been a bad sleeper - up several times during the night, sometimes crying,

A few evenings ago, my three-year old son was staring past me with a furrowed brow and asked who was the scary lady with black hair who lived in the bookcase? I damn near pissed myself. I looked and nothing was there, fortunately. He asked again last night who was the dark lady in the bookshelf, and my blood ran cold.

I was always a weird kid. Quiet, anxious, always thinking I heard voices in the night or saw shadows cross my room. As I grew up, I started having — not visions, really, but maybe premonitions?

Well, I thought I had no stories to contribute this year until I took my dog for a walk in the woods behind our house yesterday. So I made a whole new burner account to tell this maybe not *scary* but definitely unsettling story. We've got a few miles of conservation land with trails that are well-used but generally

This isn’t a scary story, but it is paranormal and true. I share it in the hopes of gaining insight or knowledge, or hearing from someone who can relate.

“The Beedi Man”

The house I lived in from age 8-18 was 100% haunted.
The house was two stories – built into the side of a hill. My room was upstairs in the old part of the house (it was about 50 years old when we moved in) and my parents were downstairs in the added-on part of the house – the add-on jutted out over the hill incline

The Downstairs Tenants

Campground Creeper

When I was 16, I moved from the LA area to NorCal to live with my Dad and Stepmom way off in the woods about 50 miles northeast of Sacramento. We all lived in a trailer, a large one that you could hitch onto the back of a truck to go camping in. Only we lived in it. It was located in a decent, but

I’ve shared this before, but it was lost in the grays and/or posted too late, so I’ll give it another shot.

The house on Kelly Street

The Watcher

I’ve worked in one place that’s supposedly got multiple ghosts and I have a story about one of them. This place was a restored Carnegie library that’s probably the 3rd building at that address. Its foundation sits on top of the 2 previous buildings which date back to the 1860s, before the original street level was