This is awful to say, but I’m glad he’s dead. That was one twisted lost boy.

I posted this as a reply, but thought I’d share it in case anyone else wants to read it.

With the death of Eddie Van Halen and watching Cobra Kai, I’m recalling my youth with a weird mix of nostalgia and confusion, particularly the years 1986

I’ve looked forward to this time each year for many years now, and finally am feeling brave enough to contribute. My writing style is not brilliant, so bear with me.

Over twenty years ago, my then-boyfriend and I booked a 3 week trip to South Africa. His childhood best friend was marrying a South African girl, and we would fly into Johannesburg to attend their wedding and then rent a car to travel around the country.

So this isn’t terribly scary but it’s definitely the eeriest thing that’s ever happened to me. Disclaimer: I am not “psychic”, I don’t have gifts, I have never been a spooky type although I do believe there are people with psychic gifts. I am not one of them.

I don’t have any specific supernatural stories, but I do have a good kids say creepy things story.

I’m not sure I’ll make it out of the grays, and if I do this post will get buried, but I still want to share. This isn’t my own story. It’s my late grandmother’s, and I remember her telling it to me only once when I was a kid. It scared the hell out of me then and it scares me even more as an adult.

a few years ago in our late 20s my boyfriend and I had booked two nights in a cheap walkers’ lodge in a tiny remote Scottish hamlet during one of our trips to the Highlands. we had planned to camp one night, stay one or two in the hostel, depending on weather, then camp some more. as it was late autumn and the…

“Oh that place’ll never rent...”

I thought about submitting this story last year, but truthfully, it felt too fresh in my mind. Even now, over a year later, I still feel a pit in my stomach when I think about it.

These stories are my favorite part of October! I always think about posting, as I have a few creepy stories, some that still horrify my husband when they’re brought up! This one is more of a tame one, but is more recent and easier to explain so here goes!

I wake up to the sound of the toddler babbling in his bed in the next room over. My phone informs me it’s 7:15 AM. Saturday. A sliver of sunlight creeps around the window curtain’s edge. A slight turn of my head to see my husband snoring softly in the warm space next to me. A little flutter in my heart, love,…

My wife and I bought a house on see Lake Michigan just north of Chicago. Beautiful views of the water, the city, and the home is spectacular for raising kids. It was built in the 80s, so we didn’t think anything weird would come up. For the first 1.5 years in the house, nothing. The occasional creaky floorboard but…

The One Who Got Away

Working Title: Grandma’s final visit

Hi friends. In years past, I have always submitted (late, sorry!) my story about getting lost in middle school, getting lost in the woods and accidentally finding myself in a Haunt, where Jason leaned, smoking, against a tree and helped my poor, young teacher find her way out of the (fake) haunt and back to our camp.

B…

I have a treasure trove of weird stories. I’m “that friend” for ghost problems, bad ju-ju in your house, all that stuff. I did college ghost hunting (which went well in hand with being a reinactor — you get a good sense for the historical and the legendary, and you learn what stuff could be plausible in old houses as…

I posted this story last year, but I was sort of late in my submission and it ended up buried about 5,000 comments down. Now, two days into the contest and there’s already 365 comments! Well, here’s hoping it gets seen this year.

This story comes from my dad, who is basically the absolute coolest. He spent his 20s traveling all over the world. He would live in a place for a while, crashing wherever and working odd jobs, then he’d move on to a new city, or state or country. He has truly incredible stories and he loves to tell them. But he has…