“Except we haven’t seen the movie yet, or even heard a real plot description as far as I know.”

Eat less, work out more, weigh less and still have saddlebags.

I would like to reiterate that some people have stubborn bodies. I know women who run triathlons and eat very well and still have what society considers “fat” on their bodies. Just because eating well and working out worked for you doesn’t mean it’s actually that simple for all body types and metabolisms, and dumping…

After I graduated from college, I returned home to reside in my parents’ house, where I had lived between the ages of thirteen and seventeen. The room that had been mine during the formidable years of junior high and high school had promptly been confiscated when I went off to college my freshman year and turned into…

I had those style glasses in the 80s. Except mine were blue on the top and pink on the bottom. with the lenses to match.

Several years ago, I was living in a high-rise downtown. There were around 20 apartments per floor, split evenly on either side of the bank of elevators that ran up the middle of the building. Each floor had its own laundry room, and I would often leave my door unlocked so I wouldn’t forget to take my key and lock…

I guess they talked themselves out of giving away “beer goggles”.

god these skittering, creepy children. I had night terrors as a toddler but I was the one who was scared, not my parents!! When I was 5 my sister told me about chucky, and then I started having nightmares where my American Girl Doll came to life and wandered about the house trying to kill me. Still get scared when I…

if i ever needed something from my mom in the middle of the night i would go into my parents’ room and just STAND THERE NEXT TO THE BED WAITING FOR HER TO SOMEHOW SENSE MY PRESENCE AND WAKE UP mom i am so sorry

When my sister was a kid she would sleepwalk into my parents’ bedroom and just stand there. Motionless. At the side of their bed.

FUCKING OUT.

That’s movie scene, right there.

I’m not a good storyteller and I’m not sure this is scary but here it goes.

This comment buries the lede in the most tremendous way. “I creeped out my husband one night. Oh also, parenthetically, I can prophesize death. Muahaha.”

Yikes, serial killer in the making, creepy.

This just happened, on the 1st of this month.

Okay, so this may not be the scariest story ever, and none of you will ever see it because I’m as gray as they come, but it is 100% true and you can make of it what you will.

Kids are the worst!

This is the same kid that, years later, I found standing in the dark in our dining room staring right at me. She didn’t respond to any of my questions and I thought she was hurt or something because she had gotten out of bed. I kept saying her name, asking if she was ok and all of a sudden she looked right into my…

While i was doing my degree, I had to do some fieldwork, and this entailed spending some time in a quaint UK village for a few weeks. The natives were quite welcoming and it made a nice change from normal coursework, so it was fine.

However, right away, I noticed the villagers were a bit odd about some things. For…