This scared me so much that I actually had to take a break halfway throughout. This is the stuff of my nightmares. PS I have a chihuahua/min pin mix

I have to ask - did you live at 87th/York? Because I lived there a few years back, on an upper floor of a brownstone that had some spooky shit happening.

I think the thing that scared me the most about this story is how Jezebel it is ... watching police brutality videos on Youtube, comforting yourself with late night Golden Girls, living in NYC, coming home drunk. All these details felt entirely too relatable.

oh, good, when I posted it, the preview was sideways. Your pup is so cute, too! Love his bandana!

Thank you! She's a love bug and gives and accepts many kisses. She also pets me and combs my hair sometimes :)

It’s such destiny because my izzy loves little creatures and treats them al like her puppies ! Same here ice always wanted to fight evil!

OMG were such twins! I am also not a fan of the show and I ALSO want to kick evil ass

Well, my fur-friend is of the feline variety, but here she is:

Okay good I love you too

I came back because I had to look at your precious pup again. I would fight off HELL FOR HER!!

Man, fuck with my dog and I will go full blown Dean Winchester on you.

I’m dyyyyyyyiiiiinnnnnnnnngggg! SO CUTE!

OMG THE BELLY!!! So cute.

Ah sorry for the repeat question. I thought the first one got lost bc it wasn't popping up on my account. Ok. I stand corrected and thanks for the clarification. Still great writing!

Wow - you just brought back serious memories of my Catholic childhood with the rosaries turning to gold. I can’t remember the whole of it, but there was something about rosaries purchased from some shrine that women from my church went to that supposedly turned to gold - I think I saw them. The icons and beliefs are…

ooooh, jfc... That is why I get so freaked out at watching or reading stuff... I’m convinced fear makes you more susceptible to belief and they know it and take advantage of it.

I just called my boyfriend to tell him this story because I didn’t want to suffer alone. Now he is PISSED at me for ruining his sleep.

This person clearly didn’t grow up with an Italian Catholic mother like I did - we always had holy water lying around.

You can in fact, buy/procure holy water. Somehow my catholic mother had it lying around our house growing up.

Queen of creepy comin at ya with yet another story cuz I can’t stop. This is not a ghost story and is the real deal. Slight name changed for anonymity.