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I’m really happy that your thesis was so good! Maybe she did come to say hi. Love this story :)

So, Cook was a famous crook who even fooled Crookes. Phew, got it!

I think that one is actually a riff on an urban legend, if that makes you feel any better ...

You know what’s even worse? My first job out of college was in a counselling center that provided services to survivors of domestic violence. I have been trained to identify these types of people and ignored Every. Single. Red. Flag.

I’m definitely not focusing on the right aspect of this story, but I cannot stand misinformation.

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Okay, I’m going to share a scary story— really more of a scary fact of my life, past, present, and future, than a single story— that only about eight people on the planet know fully about, one of which is no longer with us, making the grand total seven. And now you will know, too, random internet person! I’ve created

I feel like to start the story of the haunting that I’ve experienced I have to first tell you about the time I got my palm read by an older woman I used to waitress with. I was working at a pretty shitty chain restaurant and on this particular day the place was empty. I was hiding in my section when an older lady I

A while ago I was offered a job in Berlin, so I upped sticks and moved, looking forward to turning a new page. It was a bright spot in what had been a dreary few years: working long hours for a series of startups that never amounted to anything, endless travel and a relationship that had been dead in the water for

I have been a long time reader and love these posts every year. I read all day and on my way home decided to finally come out of the shadows and share one of my stories.

I’m submitting this a bit late and have always been grayed out. But this story was pretty scary.

A few years back I worked cleaning houses and there was one client who had a biweekly cleaning done who was a hoarder. She had a beautiful two story house in a fairly well off neighborhood in the north side of the city I used to live. When you entered the house you were greeted with stacks of newspapers, magazines,

Brandon has ripped off Craig Green, the British designer.

This is not my story, but my best friend’s, and I’m sharing with his blessing.

Ok, here goes. Writing this out makes me want to barf. 

True story. When I was eight years old, I got my first bus card and started taking the city bus home from elementary school. My parents had transferred me into a school far from home, so there were no other kids from my school in my neighborhood. My bus stop was the end of the line, on a quiet intersection a few

Madeleine I understand your confusion but that actually isn’t Paul Reiser, it’s Eleven.

This is my story - I’m still not sure anything really happened, but it’s definitely the spookiest thing that’s ever happened to me.

For a few years in the mid-90s I was studying to be an archaeologist and spent a few summers in the field doing excavations. Whenever I would bring this up in later years, people would occasionally ask if I had any cool Indiana Jones encounters. I’d laugh, and they’d laugh, and we’d move on to some other topic. And

I’m sooooooo happy!!!!

AMEN