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Not a paranormal story, but I was incredibly creeped out by this.

I’m not a good storyteller and I’m not sure this is scary but here it goes.

This happened to me just last week. I work closely with some national-level artifacts that are very sacred to the native tribes whose ancestors contributed to them. These artifacts are on public display in their own room in the institution where I work, and I like to go and sing to them most days. I am not from the

Yas yas yas! Favorite Jez thread of the year!

I grew up in a small town on an Indian reservation. Most houses in this town (old rundown project houses) had creepy histories and stories. Some worse than others. One house stood out in particular.

I grew up in a tiny 2 bedroom house in the old part of town (suburb of SF) with my parents and my brother and sister. For as long as I lived in that house (from about 2 months old - 11 years old) and for as long as I can remember, I had night terrors that would make me lunge awake screaming, sweating and sobbing. It