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I've a similar story to your dad. Going to try and not out myself/town but it may be squinky.

Never seen one myself but I have a story from someone I trust. A few years ago, I asked my SO if he had ever seen a ghost. He got really uncomfortable and squirrelly, lots of hemming and hawing. Annoyed, I said "Just say yes or no! I won't judge if you think you have seen a ghost." (I'm a skeptic and figured he didn't…

We live in a hundred-year old brownstone. When we moved in, my second child was just starting to talk, and he would often talk to the wall, it seemed, and he would laugh and laugh. Once he started talking better I asked him who he was talking to and he answered, "The man." When I pressed him, he said, "The man who…

It is very sweet. My mom and I have had an unusually strong connection my whole life. She says she knew she was pregnant when I came to her in a dream and told her "I'm your daughter. I know you aren't ready for me, but this is our time". We have our problems, but the feeling that for whatever reason we're supposed to…

Mostly a feeling. I don't really know how to describe it, and any time I try it sounds more bonkers than the story itself. It was like the girl was a projection on the surface of something larger. Or like the glowing bulb of an angler fish. I think one of the reasons my friends saw through it more easily than I did is…

My boyfriend and I are both outdoorsy people and love to go camping. We usually go quite a few times in the summer, but the absolute best is during the fall. The colors are beautiful, it's not too cold out yet, and there's less competition for camping spots.

Second runner up was: Sangria all gone.

When I was about ten, I finally told my mom about a recurring nightmare I'd been having for as long as I could remember. In the dream I knew I was very, very young. I was sitting in the grass next to a lake with my (dream)mother. Dream Mother wore an old-looking white dress and was focused on something in her lap. I…

We've done a bit of research on our house and the original owner. Seymour built this house and several others in our neighborhood and there is a fair amount of information about him. From what I read, he was a caring and generous man. He was also apparently super tall....like 6'5". What makes that scarier is we found…

Another one to add to the Halloween fun!

When I was 17 years old, I was an avid romance reader. I'd sneak all of my mother's Harlequin novels and lock myself in my bedroom and just absorb all of it's cheesy, dramatic, goodness. So when I started dreaming of this dashing, young fellow in a breezy, ruffled, white shirt (think Fabio or whatever any man on a…

TELL ME ABOUT THE NIGHTMARE MAN PLZ K THANKS

I come down to the kitchen for breakfast on a Saturday morning. My mom and my sister are already up, and they look exhausted. My mom asks, "Did you sleep alright?"

Anyone from the Baltimore/DC area may have heard of "Hell House" just north of Old Ellicott City. It used to be a college that fell into disrepair/arson/vandalism and so on. You can read more here (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/St._Mary%…) and a quick image search will show some cool pictures of it, but here's my own…

So it's the early 70s/mid 70s. My dad's driving around late at night in either Wisconsin or Michigan (don't recall which, he was traveling across the country). He's on the highway and he suddenly sees a light behind him, like one of those undercover cop cars. He pulls over, and so does the cop car. He waits for the…

My mom let the guy who kidnapped Elizabeth Smart sleep on her front lawn a couple times. (Pre-Elizabeth Smart kidnapping he was a local character nicknamed Homeless Moses.) I wasn't there at the time but my two little sisters were living with her.

I have a story!

I live in a very old area of town. Almost every other house on my street is a "century home" with a little plaque saying it was built in 1905 or sometime thereabouts. Mine doesn't just because it costs money to get that title.

I forgot I drank all of the wine. When I got home and trader joe's was closed. The horror. The horror.

Context: I am recounting an experience that I had about 8 years ago when I was a sophomore in college in West Chester, PA. I am recounting it to the best of my ability but some details might have been lost due to the time passing and the fact that I try not to think about this all that often.