burnbabyburn07
Disco Inferno
burnbabyburn07

I had never heard of them before. After I heard the description on Lore, I wondered if there is a kind of energy created in these old hospitals that attracts these “crawlers” as you called them. However they end up there- AGH! NOPE! I don’t see stuff but my daughter is known too. I would have left! 

Very creepy. FYI it’s “towhead” (old European reference to the light blonde color of the fiber of flax or hemp before spinning). . . “Toe head” conjures up another image entirely ;)

You are NOT the only person who has had an experience with the drumming outside of a tent/home/casita. It is a super freaky and not to be fucked with phenomenon.

I think I remember this one from either last year or the year before. But now there’s pictures! Great story still!

Really got in fat shaming, mental health and physical disability shaming all in one.

I think I know this camp! My daughter was a camp counselor for a Girls camp at ab ex-TB hospital too in NorCal. The first year she worked there she said they heard like a cart being rolled in the hallway. The second year - she said they were having a meeting outside and she saw this thing. It was human-esque in shape,

Ahhhh! So scary! It reminds me a bit of an incident I had myself. When I was younger I didn’t have a car and my high school, work, and university were a long way from my house so I was on the bus a LOT. I can’t tell you how many times people (usually guys) stopped and offered to give me a ride. I have always wondered

Holy shit. This reminds me so much of something similar that happened to me. I lived on a long dead end road in northern Minnesota when I was in middle school. Very few houses as it was towards the end of the road. I was walking bored by myself one day, and like what happened to you, a car went past. Reached the dead

So he went off and did the rest of the delivery run with unwashed bathroom hands? From one horror to the next ...

THIS IS ONE OF THE REASONS I REFUSE TO LIVE IN ANYTHING BUT CENTRAL AIR! We were stationed in Panama when I was a middle schooler, and the base we lived on was the one where fancy officer houses and less fancy officer houses were located. They were big ass flood proof deals where the whole house was on massive

My Mom worked in my high school and I never, ever went up to visit her during school hours. I simply saw her at the beginning of the day when we drove in together and then met up with her for a ride at the end when it worked with my after school stuff. I’ve never had anything like this happen before or since but one

jesus, that’s a scary thought. Reading that part in the story, I even thought “god, how many times have I had to unconvincingly laugh something off to bear through an incredibly uncomfortable conversation with a creepy man”

At least it’s not as stupid as someone who literally spends their free time reading stories they think are “always” stupid.

I should have demanded he sit down and let me watch it in retrospect. With the police not even being interested in any footage, I just took his word it was too dark to see anything.

“The locals are really not down with mockery of their customs and religion? BEHOLD MY LACK OF MOCKERY! Allow me to spend lots of money in local stores before I go!”

That is entirely accurate and 100% sums up our relationship!

Yep! “Ooooh, the hotel is haunted? Never mind see ya I’ll find somewhere else...” “There’s weird knocking at the door...omg love don’t freaking open it, are you daft?! I’ll ring the front desk, hand me that fire poker...” “Oh you’re a voodoo priestess? Please, take my money, pleasure to meet you, nope don’t want

Don’t harsh our squee, burner.

Haha sorry! :P I tell my partner he’ll be the first to disappear in a horror movie because it’s like... “Hmm, a weird noise, lemme go check that out! Oh, abandoned building, cool let’s see if it’s freaky! A strange witch lady, Imma go insult her!”

I have zero scary stories because every time anything gets remotely spooky I nope out, or grab a cricket bat and DEAL WITH IT. I will not be the queer who always dies in a horror movie.