I sang in the D.A.R.E. choir.

The bullying element has grown SO much now that kids have technology at their fingertips 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. Used to you could go home and be safe from hate, but not anymore. Bullying (combined with mental health issues) is what landed my daughter in a psychiatric hospital last month with suicidal thoughts.…

Our lil Daphne loves her Scooby-Doo.

The baby one is so scary! I love when commenters link to real news stories.

BUT WHY WAS HE WEARING A WIG?

There are over 2000 posts now! I’m going to add my story, though I doubt many of you will see it.

I’ve been waiting for this thread all year! I’m a bit late to the game, so I hope someone finds this next story of mine to be as unnerving as I did when it happened. In the spirit of these stories, this is true - take it from me, internet stranger. Only two paranormal things have ever happened to me in my life. I told…

My grandmother was known in our family as “the psychic,” which was always said half-jokingly, but in truth she always freaked us out with the things she knew. Sometimes it was sweet and cute - we would take turns trying to surprise her with birthday or Christmas gifts, only to have her rightly guess what it was before…

When I started out I was working in Chicago as a night editor at a production/post house. The building the company was situated in was an old 7 story (I think, forget the exact number) place that survived the Chicago mafia’s heyday. The place had exposed brick walls, the A/C was obviously added later as it was just…

I’d heard mumblings growing up of a strange incident involving my family and a famous murder, but my grandma refused to discuss it and I knew better than to ask around. After my great-aunt died and left behind 200 pages of memoirs, I finally got the full story.

I might be a little late considering the 804 comments ahead of me but...

Not so much scary, but definitely creepy, and a legendary story in my family.

I submitted a story last year about the road I used daily to get to my crappy job when I was young. The following story is from that job itself:

My father grew up in Florida. His mother died when he was a teenager of lung cancer and in the fullness of time his father was remarried to the woman I would know as my grandmother.

She entered the marriage with a house that had been passed down to her in the middle of an old-growth orange grove. It was a classic old…

My best friend Kevin, his girlfriend Sarah, and I were driving through a small, sparsely populated village in upstate New York, circa 1999. Often, as we’d see something from the window that caught our eye, we’d pull over and get out and explore. In this instance, we pulled over at the bottom of a hill around dusk to…

I grew up in a 200-year-old house on an old pig farm. We were always digging up old stuff in the field and playing in the washhouse and climbing the old apple trees. It was very Tom Sawyer. We were absolutely, 100% not allowed in the barns because they were deathtraps. There were only five other kids nearby and we all…

We had a friend of the family named Ruth, who had been a college friend of my grandmother and very close to our family. She wasn’t married and didn’t have kids, but she was an infinitely sweet and generous woman who was a very dear auntie to all of us. Ruth also had an amazing house: a sprawling stone house with Tudor…

My husband and I bought our house about four years ago. We knew at the time that the former owner died in the house, but it didn’t really bother us, as we’re not the type to believe in spiritual things.

I housesat for my best friend’s parents (who were like my second parents) before I moved out west. It was a pretty sweet deal: I took care of their three dogs, two cats, and bird and got the run of a four-story farm house style surbabn pad with a pool and 80 inch HDTV.

We moved into our dream house in the country about a year ago, and shortly thereafter discovered that the curiously bent tree near the driveway is a Ute prayer tree, most likely pointing the way toward the grave of a warrior or other important tribe member. Being history buffs, we were pretty thrilled by this…