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Heart goes out to her, she has lived 400 lifetimes

Thank you!  Yes, they were “adults,” but they were likely stunted due to *gestures wildly* everything going on in their lives.  They should not have been asked those questions and I think at worst Justin responded immaturely... because he was immature.

I’m sure people will hate me for this, but I agreed not to have the baby.

I recall him mocking her FOR HAVING SEX WITH HIM as if he wasn’t part of that process.

This experience happened 30 years ago this summer, and it’s still something I can’t explain – but it absolutely saved my life.

My freshman dorm was co-ed — boys and girls divided into parallel halls on each floor, split by a bank of elevators in the middle. On my floor, the elevators were rumored to be haunted by a student who struggled with depression and died in his room about 15 years earlier. The circumstances were unclear but part of the

Years and years ago, my friend (A) and I were invited to stay in another friend’s (B) holiday home in the south of France. It was a beautiful old building in an ancient village on top of a hill, and B reckoned there’d been a dwelling on the spot for around 1,000 years. I’m not sure how old the house was, but the

This is my first time posting because until recently I’ve never had anything that spooky happen, but this event floats back to my brain every so often and I still have no idea what the fuck this was about.

I am sharing this again this year because yesterday my kid happened to ask me if anything truly spooky had happened to me, and, well, yes:

and an adult today had a smartphone as a nine year old?

I have a theater ghost story that I posted here a few years ago! I found that he stopped trying to make himself known to me (aka stuff flying off of shelves, hearing my name said by no one, etc) after I make sure to acknowledge him whenever I was there. When I walk into the building I say “Hello ______!” and nothing

Carved pumpkins start rotting real fast, no way you could have the same carved pumpkins the entire month of October.

My great aunt was the coolest, chicest and beautiful woman I knew. She loved the color hot pink. She wore hot pink lipstick and blush. The carpet of her cottage was even the color.

First of all- Squeeeeeeeeee! My favorite article/comments section of the year! Now, on to the story...

Digital clock on the nightstand, but modern enough phone to have a zoom on the camera- I agree with the fiction assessment!

Years ago, in late fall, we moved our young family from a house in the city to my grandmother’s old home, which was rural and secluded. My grandparents had passed on, and so had my mother, but she grew up in that house. It’s a two-story farmhouse with hidden rooms, and it’s more than 150 years old. When we moved

This is my favorite thing on the internet! This contest is my Christmas!

Lovely story. Blessings.

I’ve been reading these for years and finally shared my favorite ghost story from my youth hours before posts closed last year, so I’m posting again ...

My folks bought a large farm house built in 1924 the summer before I started 3rd grade (1984ish). My mom, brother and I had been gone all summer at her folks on the east coast, and my dad and some friends moved us in while we were gone.