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A few years ago my daughter’s brownie troop spent the night at the Natural Science museum in our city. It was an amazing opportunity for them to see some of the exhibits after the museum closed and take part in a bunch of girls in stem activities. Each group was assigned a different exhibit to sleep in. At the end of

The Eyes

I grew up in a very rural area, our house being one of the more remote in our little town. From the main road leading to actual cities, we were a few turns onto more secluded roads, eventually turning off onto a little dirt road weaving back into the forest that surrounded our house on three sides. Our nearest

I watched the film just tonight. It’s nuanced and pretty impactful. Perhaps watch it before you criticize it because you don’t like a thing the director did? That snark and dismissal actually points to the importance of this film.

what you said about your mother reminded me of my mom. she passed away last year in May during movement control order was in placed in our country. when her health deteriorated, she kept saying she was waiting for my younger bro to come back home. youngest bro is studying in other state that require flight to travel

This one isn’t scary.

Trying this again....

Super short but completely true; my favorite ghost story growing up.

People always share really heartwarming ghost stories in this contest. This isn’t that exactly, but I hope it’s the prelude to someone else’s heartwarming ghost story.

Ghosts in the Walls”

This story takes place in a small town, in a small South American country, in the mid-seventies. My parents are a young married couple, with two young daughters, living next door to my dad’s sister, Esther, who is also married and has two small children of her own. After being home with her boys for while, my aunt

“December 1941"

Two stories, very short. Both true.

What My Daughter Saw

Quite a few years ago, I was in a very bad relationship with a guy who we will call B. He was all around wrong for me, but I was young and of course I thought I could change him. We had already been dating for a while when I began to suspect he was into some....bad endeavors. Anyway, the final straw came when I found

One fall night in the mid-90s, my friend and I decided to take a late visit to Welwyn Preserve in Glen Cove, NY. It had long since closed for the day - this was like 10.30 at night - but we always parked in a cul-de-sac at the end of Glengariff Drive, where there was a path into the woods (I tell you these things in

I grew up with a ghost but I never told anyone until I was an adult and it turns out I wasn’t the only one who knew about it. My grandparent’s house was built in the late 1905 just outside of Boston and was owned briefly by an Irish family who used the attic to house recent immigrant families until they found their

My favorite time of year!

I have this story because I like true crime podcasts.

I HAVE BEEN CHECKING EVERY DAY SINCE IT WAS OCTOBER YESSSSSSSSSSSS