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My grandma passed away this spring - we knew it was coming, she was in her 90s and had congestive heart failure, but being stuck in place during Covid and only getting to say goodbye over FaceTime was heartbreaking. One night I couldn’t sleep - usually I pass out a little before midnight, but for some reason I was up

I didn’t tell my mom until I was an adult. She felt guilty that I was put in this situation. Growing up my siblings and I were often left alone with different workers in our homes because they were often still under construction in some way or we were in the process of moving. I look back and think it was insane, but

Growing up my family moved a lot. All within the same town. My parents had their own business building custom homes and for our family they would build a nice house and we would live in it until it sold. By the time I was 18 I had moved 30 times, mostly in the same town. Just from house to house. I mention this because

I have one this year!! This really isn’t even all that scary, but it was weird, and it happened at the start of Shelter in Place this April.

What did you do, Ray?

When I was 14 I worked in a doll shop on the first floor of an old colonial house.

I had an odd experience the year after our Golden Retriever Lucy died.

I say ‘our’ because we originally got Lucy as a puppy for our kids, but she was really ‘my’ dog - I named her, and when I would get home from work I would call out, “Lucy I’m home!” in my best Ricky Ricardo voice, and she would come running to greet

I told this one before, but I posted really late so I’ll try again this year.

I wish I had a ghost story because I love them (although I’m too much of a scaredy cat to seek anything like that out). But this is the most terrifying thing that ever happened to me.

I love the haunted biscuit can. ;D  “The devil’s biscuits!  WoOoOoOooo...”

Our pet dog passed away unexpectedly late last year. We grieved and were despondent for months. It literally felt like there was a gray pall over us.

I post every year cause I’ve lived quite the haunted life. Last year I posted about phantom smells and wanted to do an update on that, briefly.

My stepmum is pretty sensitive to the other side, she’ll get a look on her face in the middle of a conversation and eerily look past you, and you’ll know that she is seeing a ghostie. She’s never scared and will often just tell them to move along. This spookiness was seemingly inherited by my oldest niece, who is now

I must confess up front this is not particularly scary - but it is definitely ghostly. It just involves my father - the sweetest man ever - so how scary is that?! Lol. I grew up in the country on a farm with horses. Since we were so remote, and the driveway to my childhood home so long, my parents had installed a

I’m not blaming the tech workers alone for the shelter-in-place (every college campus, packed train, and tent city was a risk as well), nor am I downplaying its importance (in fact, I would argue it should have been implemented sooner—like when the cruise ship docked). But huge tech campuses did in fact contribute to

service workers across the Bay Area are experiencing mass layoffs, as restaurants frequented by affluent tech workers shutter their doors per county-wide lockdown edicts

You and your husband are what made and make San Francisco so special. I’m so sorry-I wish I could wave a wand and change all of this. 

I do find it odd how these articles always attract the same four or five accounts that spam “what about her recordings!”

Everyone else can weigh in on the substance, but I’d just like to state that I hate his affected “Britishisms”. Dude, you were BORN IN KENTUCKY.

And now I’m thinking “why the hell didn’t I buy my bf a fantastic ash tray for Christmas?”