So. My late husband and I, our first flat together, above a tattoo studio. You came off the street and down a tiny dark alleyway to our front door. You went up a flight of steep narrow stairs from the street, up to the kitchen and the bedroom, and then a second flight of stairs (imagine a kind of Z shape) to the…

So I realize I’m late to the party, but I thought I’d share this anyways.

Never Answer the Third Time

I’ll try to be brief with my Italian Castle ghost story:

My parents were recently divorced and my mom was moving us around a lot. We rented what could affectionately be called an updated double-wide trailer that was close to where my mom worked and our school (I was in high school, my brother in middle school). It wasn’t a bad place. The weirdest part, at least initially,…

Yeah. Frank was so close to his cat - he used to say Buddy saved his life. (Long story; depression, PTSD, etc.) Buddy tolerated me but he loved Frank. No wonder he visited him from the next world.

*dials 1-800-Fuck-That* “Hello! I’d like to make a claim!” 

Oh, and one other explanation I pressed him on is the question of it was just one of his friends who stayed behind, hid, and was fucking with him. He was insistent that there was no way - it was definitely a child’s voice he heard, and he said it was at least an hour after his friends had left. Plus, these particular…

Apologies on the weird time inconsistencies. I wrote this up several years ago and post it every year when I remember the contest but I always end up like 1500 posts down in the greys. To clarify, this happened in the mid 1990s, my dad has been backpacking in these same woods since the 1970s. Obviously should have…

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…

Two stories, very short. Both true.

Yes oh yes oh yes oh yes! I look forward to this every year! Been reading these for about a decade now.

What My Daughter Saw

So, I had this nightmare literally just last night. In it, I took a job housesitting for someone in an unfamiliar neighborhood, and spent the day outside on the front porch, enjoying nature and watching some of the local children at play. The kids kept finding strange things and bringing them to me: a sliver of bone; a…

Quite a few years ago, I was in a very bad relationship with a guy who we will call B. He was all around wrong for me, but I was young and of course I thought I could change him. We had already been dating for a while when I began to suspect he was into some....bad endeavors. Anyway, the final straw came when I found…

My childhood dog Heather had three litters, and we kept one from the final litter, Brenna. Mother and daughter. Heather and Brenna. Shelties. Absolutely the sweetest dogs on earth. Then mom passed away. I was gutted, obviously. Cancer. I had found the lumps on her and gave her a bit longer, but time waits for no one.…

Someone a few years ago created a Google Doc with stories - I created on here! https://docs.google.com/document/d/1j2ky_p2wnu_0jsCcVkxrkX7Mj_oM8ZmXHJmgvtOuJ-M/edit?usp=sharing

I will try my hand at this again. It’s probably not scary enough, but screw it.

I grew up, until I was about eight, in a nice friendly little working-class neighborhood in the west. It was a new development built on top of a former patch of farm land but close enough to a bigger city that further development was inevitable and expected.

A few years ago, I had a great job: It was my first office job, and it was in my field of study. I got along great with all my colleagues, we had a lot of fun together, and I learned so much working there.