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Moon Rivers
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This year, I’m pretty sure I became part of someone’s ghost story.

“... something was off about her posture ...”

I think he did. I couldn’t face working there after the incident (a little embarrassed and freaked out) but I heard that the company didn’t press charges and they contacted social services to try get him some more stable housing.

He and I are like oil and water but I can forgive a lot, considering he didn't let me get murdered.

My husband is English and it has become our family tradition to spend Christmas with his parents in the UK. My in-laws live in the most wonderfully quaint, Agatha Christie-eque little village: all thatched roof cottages and church greens and rolling fields. It’s also OLD in a way that’s almost incomprehensible to

OK but the most terrifying part of this story is that your wife got pregnant with Baby #2 only four months after having #1...

Damn, it’s been a long time since I’ve fully recounted this story, but it’s become somewhat of a folklore tale in my family.

This is my sister’s story but I’m sharing it with her approval. Our dad died when we were kids (I was 13, she was 8). Since then, there had been a few sightings of him-nothing scary, he was just checking up on us. When my sis was 19, he showed himself to my sister-in-law (she can see ghosts) and told her he was

I thought about reaching in to feel for the bottom...

I don’t know if this counts, but it is hands down the oddest thing I’ve ever experienced and have no explanation to this day as to what this could have been.

Man, I don’t know when these stories started getting out of hand, but this contest is a lot less fun when the majority of the comments are overly long,  obviously fake, and extremely poorly written.

I hate that we can’t bookmark this shit. I keep losing my place!

This isn’t majorly scary, but it is completely true. When my sister and bro-in-law bought their house, there were a few creepy things about it. When they moved in we were surprised to find the tenants had left a bunch of ugly paintings hanging on the basement walls, only to discover they were hiding holes that looked

 

Hello! I’m a little late to the game so this may get buried under all the amazing and creepy stories here. But I wanted to at least share mine.

When I was around ten years old, I had some friends at my house for a sleep-over. My parents were out for the evening, so we were in the care of my Noni, my Italian grandmother, who divided her time living with us and my two aunts. We decided to play with a Ouija board and scare ourselves. We huddled in my bedroom, tur

When I was a in high school there was a consensus among my family that our house was haunted. Sometimes my eldest sister would be home alone and go into the basement to do laundry or get some item and would swear she could hear rapid footsteps coming from upstairs. But here’s my story.

A few months ago as I backed out of my driveway on my way to work, I glanced up at the front door of our house and saw what I can only describe as a thick black shroud hovering over the door. A clear thought popped into my head: “That’s Death.” I immediately told myself I was being silly, but I still whispered a

he is extremely adorable <3

I should also mention that the only really scary thing that’s ever happened to me happened when I was visiting his vacation home in Florida. For a few nights, we woke up to loud knocking from the bathroom around 3 a.m. (DEMON TIME) It was very clear, so we took turns seeing if the shutter was knocking or anything. The