Can’t speak for city dwelling white people, of which I am not one, but for a black kid growing up surrounded by white America, his humor really articulated in a great way the hypocrisy of American white supremacy, and especially its treatment of black men. Killin’ Them Softly, which came out when I was 16, was…

I worry now that the “heat” is off Senate control, people will ignore the Georgia run-off. A low turnout will only benefit Walker. 

This wardrobe stylist, who has always felt that mannequins should be used instead of children, couldn’t agree more.

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Oh this is just, well, nifty as heck. Gives me all the feels. That spirit was looking out for you cuz she knew he was no good!

I know that building; my boyfriend lived there.

Um, it’s literally trying to kill your husband?? Like, get OUT of there!! Also, you felt pure evil from the knife sharpener and you just…gave it away to someone else?! My god.

Ummmm ok but what exactly do you mean by “the maimed thing just comes back”?!? 😳

Lights Out Zodiac

Awesome story! You could post a realtor listing for one of the times it was for sale if the listing exists. Another poster did for their childhood home in Florida that was the subject of their story.

Okay, I’ll try to make a brief one that’s not as scary as others, just mildy interesting and mysterious. I’ll also preface this with - I am NOT a great writer.

Murder Suicide House

I live in Co. Wexford,Ireland near Loftus Hall, once billed as the most haunted house in Ireland. Which is saying summat. It’s been sold and being renovated as a golf resort now-we’ll see how that goes. For years it was a tourist attraction with “let us scare you” actors doing tours. Most of that was BS. But if you…

The House

as a kid, I lived in a row of mill workers cottages. They went back to the beginnings of the industrial age, so they were about 200 years old. There were several odd things that happened during the time we lived there, but the worst was our next door neighbour. The first time I met him, I was about three years old, too…

So I worked for police dispatch in a decently sized city (in the top 15 in the US) for over a decade. This story happened somewhere after 2004 but before 2008-ish, I think.

I think a few years ago, the Jezebel writers gave titles to all the contest winners.  I kinda like it because it makes it easier for everyone to talk about previous winners, and to go back and find them. 

Story: Alice’s house

The forest changed

Please delete your creative writing attempt. This is not the place.