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The newly married wife and me, decided to have a Cinco de Mayo party in order to break out and use some of our wedding gifts. We spent the day getting our party supplies, getting food prepped and after some clever engineering I created a margarita fountain. The dinner party was a hit and as it went early into the

Spring/Summer, 1986. I am a junior. My best friends parents are out of town. We schedule a party, the word spreads. We have a band scheduled (the core members of this band would later on become actual recording artists - you have heard of them). We had to prepare “Jen’s” house.

The summer after my high school graduation I decided to live on my own for the first time. I am an only child and my parents divorced when I was twelve. I lived with my Mom and she wanted to move to Dallas, TX for work. Jobs for a middle aged woman were hard to come by in the small NM oil field town we lived in so it

In the late 1960s, my mom lived with her parents and three sisters in a ranch-style house in a middle-class neighborhood. Throughout the summer, the neighborhood had been plagued with a series of strange nocturnal incidents - dogs growled inexplicably, back gates were left open, outdoor items were moved around. A few

You are not alone! This handprint appeared on my windshield a few nights ago after dinner at my parents’. They don’t have neighbors.

I started reading these in bed alone in the dark last night and had to stop.  In the office in broad daylight should be safe right?

So I’ve been looking at these posts for years and I love them, and been debating for a long time whether or not I should share mine. The caveat here is that to this day I’m not sure if I believe in ghosts; it was a really difficult time for me and I’ve read up on all the rational information for what I could’ve

Gotta throw the whole townhouse away.

So I hope this doesn’t get buried but here goes anyway...

Change the code, put in a hidden camera, don’t hesitate to be safer than safe.

Five year reader, first time poster! This is my one and only IRL ‘paranormal’ experience, probably because I’m a hard core skeptic.

My grandpa, who passed away last year, was a very smart man. He was a medical doctor, and didn’t believe much in spiritual things. He was just a very practical man who always tried to find a scientific explanation for anything strange. My grandpa and grandma had recently moved to a newly developed (and developing)

I posted this back in 2016 - I missed the cutoff, but I threw it into the comments. Here again to try for real!

See, that’s the spirit!  Wait, wrong choice of words...

I’ve been following these Jezebel posts for years and now it’s finally my turn to share a tale that I’ve carried around forever.

A neighborhood cat broke in?  Look, just go with me, I’m trying to make it easier for us both to get some sleep.

When I was 19 and little more than a child myself, I was beaten up savagely by a gang of kids who were clearly very high on something. What that left me with, aside from a bald spot in my hairline that never sealed back (dragging someone across gravel by their plait will do that) was what I’d come to realise much

At our last apartment, I woke up one morning and saw a black hand print (like dirt or grease or something) on our balcony railing as if someone had been pulling themselves up from the deck beneath us (we were on the second floor) onto our level. I have no idea where it came from and there was only one by I installed a

I was late last year and submitted after the cut off. Here we go!

I had a first date with a guy.  He scheduled drinks only, because he had ‘a dinner’ later (probably another date...as if I’m so oblivious, but whatever.)  I met him for a drink.  I was wearing a strapless mini jumpsuit and high heels and this outfit used to turn heads.  He got really gaga over me, and I was pleased