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Two short stories - both told to me by the folks it happened to in NYC, and for some reason I found super creepy.

1 - My friend “Mickey” had some time to kill one afternoon so he went into a well known midtown Irish pub for a pint of Guinness (or 2 or 3). As he is leaving the bar, he notices a disheveled older guy

I’ve heard that all other life forms fall silent when they sense an apex predator is around - something big and bad enough to terrify all the other forest creatures, right down to the bugs. Maybe Bigfoot? A bear? Or possibly something paranormal...

This story is so interesting to me because one of my guilty pleasures is listening to a podcast about people’s supposed sightings of sasquatch. I know it’s absurd but it’s similar to ghost stories around the fire. A lot of them are similar to this with taps on a child’s window during the night or loud bangs on the

The automatic cover after a breach seems to have some mathmatical method to choose the worst possible angles. I hate it. I also hate that I can be adjacent to an enemy in half cover and only have a 42% chance to hit with a shotgun that’s inches from its alien face. Meanwhile the enemy can hit criticals on me from

I sincerely hope each and everyone of these Republican grifters contracts the disease, and dies a slow, painful death. Not because I’m vindictive, but karma. They’ve adopted their snowflake accusations of a fictional opposition manipulating the virus for political gain. Which, gaslighting, as they shamelessly

It’s inexplicable because she radiates absolute, total insincerity at all times except when she’s tearing into Buttigieg.

It was explained to me once by a very hung over CCD teacher this way, which has stuck with me: “God loves us, but he didn’t get us. So he became us in the hopes of understanding us and giving us a fresh start. He lived only 30 years, and we’ve more or less squandered the fresh start. Still, God’s patient and probably

“Melania in person hits all the senses.”

Indianapolis now has a Democrat super-majority in our city-county council and elected a historic amount of LGBT candidates - all 4 who ran won! A lot of people think Indy is a conservative place because it’s in Indiana but it’s really a pretty liberal and diverse city.

You Know What They Say About Curiosity

A Souvenir From the Stanley Hotel

The Steadfast Toy Soldier

I’m an actor in a local community theatre. All of our members must take part in some form of service for the theatre so for two years, I was the treasurer. It was my job to make sure all the bills were paid and to process income. My theatre is a lively place with people around much of the time which is wonderful, but s

I debated whether I should tell this story, partly because it’s different than a haunting or ghost story, and partly because my boyfriend and I told a few friends about this shortly after it happened, and to say they were skeptical would be an understatement. But this is one of the most unnerving and unexplainable

I grew up in a 200 year old Vermont parsonage (well, we moved there when I was 8 or 9). It was most definitely haunted, but the spooks were well-behaved and only did the usual floor walking and chair-rocking night escapades. Most of the time we barely noticed...even when I was a teen and moved downstairs to the

“Deeper Into The Woods”

My husband and I purchased our first house together, it needed a lot of renovation work. But we got it for a pretty reasonable price because of this. It was a small house but I was totally in love with it and the backyard, it was a huge long kind of narrow backyard and definitely overgrown. We shared one fence with a

Long time lurker, first-time poster! This story was told to me by my best friend’s older brother, and while it is perhaps not strictly scary, it is definitely eerie, and gave me chills the first time I heard it. Actually it still does when I think about it.

When I was a freshman in college at the University of Texas A&M, I lived in a North side dorm, and participated in something that was called “Cut” and also “Building the Hell”. It was the annual tradition of constructing the campus Bonfire that was burned every year before the game against the team in Austin. The

One of my longest childhood friends passed about ten years ago from breast cancer. She was 48. Her and I were best friends more like sisters from the age of 9. I was with her through the last days of her illness and when she passed on. Afterwards I had a really hard time accepting that she was gone and would ask her