Been kinda freaking out all day. I have a pre-exsisting condition (Crohn’s) and have been thinking about the possibility of him repealing the clause about Insurance Co being able to deny coverage etc due to that.

Got a better one. Get to work. Volunteer. Donate your time and/or money at organizations that support the same causes you do. Run for local office. Protest peacefully. Protest not-so peacefully.

“30-year-old”

I’ve worked retail, including high end clothing stores, and trust me we hate doing it too.

I don’t mind the New Seasons folks because they seem to be genuine - at the one I go to, anyway. I actually was put off by the service I received multiple places in Bend recently because it was SO chipper and they asked weirdly personal questions. Everywhere from my hotel check-in counter to Market of Choice.

That’s interesting because I’m also totally cool with being friends with my girlfriend’s exes as long as they don’t contact me or her or look at me or her or exist on Earth.

Me rn:

Supernatural or not. Paranormal or not. Always trust your instincts.

Oh please, of course it’s not true! Unless a picture of this newspaper clipping is produced, I’m going to credit the author for writing a pretty good scary story.

I actually did stumble onto her on fb a few years ago when she liked a post of a mutual friend. I agonized for a few days before going for it. She didn’t reply to my friend request. I waited a few weeks, and then in a fit of frustration, I messaged her. “I understand if you never want to speak to me again after this,”…

About five years ago, my husband Adam and I decided that it was finally time to start looking to purchase a house. We had always talked about buying an older, fixer upper home because we’ve had the idea that they hold more charm and character. Plus we can appreciate a place that has it’s own quirks and we love the…

I can’t decide if I want this to be true, or if I want to believe you are an incredible story teller. The writing is outstanding, regardless.

Pretty much the scariest thing in my life. Maybe he was a nice guy and my brain over reacted, but I trust my subconscious. My subconscious keeps me safe and tells me when I am being too trusting.

I’m doing the same! I have to keep the tab open, the browser open and not turn my computer off. But it’s ok, it can take running for three days straight if it means I get to read ALL the scary stories.

This isn’t exactly scary, as it is pretty weird and a little sad and paranormal. It’s also kinda long, but it really happened to me this year.

This is my favorite post of the year. I only wish Kinja would make it easier to save my place! I want to read aaaaaallllll the scary stories. I tried keeping the tab open, so I can use a scary story as a reward for working, and it reset the page. The horrors.

I’ve never posted, so this might live in the greys forever. But!

I’m not a dreamer. I have one or two dreams that I remember in a year, and they fade in a day or two. They’re generally surreal - like having to compete in a motocross to the airport so I can go on a date with Bjork in Amsterdam.

Here’s my contribution. Paranormal, but probably not scary to most people.

This isn’t my story, personally, but it’s one that has kicked around my family for so long that it definitely feels like it’s mine. It’s been told and re-told, but I do think that the central details are very solid.