The list of other names Firerose considered going with when she changed her name was found scribbled on the back of an Applebee’s napkin:

- Trashorange

A Single Flower

And here’s another tale from my mom’s time in the lab:

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

Pardon the repeat from last year, it’s my only weird experience.

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.

So I’m a dude, and a couple years back I went on a Tinder date with a woman who had just joined the app. She seemed normal at first, but after talking for an hour or two in person she started to give off that vibe that some isolated homeschooled kids have (not that it’s a bad thing), but basically like they haven’t…

Posted this last year way too late and it got lost:

That was really good, and should’ve been the lead story instead of the War & Peace length novel exploring the ins and outs of newspaper delivery that we got.

I posted a comment asking people not include too many extraneous details, and someone strongly disagreed with me and said the details made them feel like the story was real and verifiable. After reading the first story, I stand by my opinion. I did not need 10 paragraphs(!) of exposition explaining how newspaper…

Oooo this is wonderful. One quick note, I wrote ghost girl and it looks like the handle is a little off. I’m “Notyourstolove” rather than “notyourlostlove.” Thank you!

People always share really heartwarming ghost stories in this contest. This isn’t that exactly, but I hope it’s the prelude to someone else’s heartwarming ghost story.

“Ghosts in the Walls”

As my parents gave me more freedom and independence so they could enjoy themselves as adults I was often left at home to do homework, talk on the phone, or as I was wont to do: listen to Van Halen. In the spring of 1980, at 13, we lived on the West Bank military base across the Mississippi river from New Orleans. My…

Not supernatural, but scary (and true) as fuck. This has been on my mind after the stories of that young woman killed by someone who worked at her apartment complex.

Yeah, we talk about it every few years. We come to the same conclusion-why did we BOTH see it?

I’ll preface this by saying I’m a skeptic-as much as I’d like supernatural things to exist, I find it hard to believe. I’m sure there’s a logical explanation for what I encountered, but that doesn’t stop it from being the weirdest fucking thing I’ve ever experienced.

This happened 30 years ago. My dad and two friends were on a backpacking trip to a remote region of the Medicine Bow Wilderness. It was a quick, uneventful weekend trip, and the two friends actually left early Sunday morning to get home because they had to work the next day (it’s about a 2 hour hike in from the canyon…

From ages four to fourteen, I lived in an old brick house in a college town in central Texas where almost everything was new construction. It was in a pretty ritzy part of town, and even there it stood out with its “circa 1925" bronze plaque next to the front door. My parents were professors at the local…

This happened when I was around seven and living in a small farm town outside of Chicago. Each night I’d go to bed and from the ceiling above me a little girl, in the shape of a shadow, would watch me. I recall she had this curly untamed hair and no facial features, but she definitely read as a little girl around my…