Yes, on the church. And I’ve been there so many times just looking around and I never noticed it until someone pointed it out to me. There are so many neat, little historical sites and tidbits about this state.

“When I got home, I could see the blur moving to the kitchen and I realized it followed me home. It went back to school the next day”

House on Lake Erie

My grandfather in 80’s Romania: everything was rationalized, bread, oil, butter, meat especially. So the black market flourished. He was shopping in the local market one day and some guy approached him. Apparently he sold pork for fairly decent prices. My grandfather followed him though narrow alleys and abandoned…

When I was in university, my walk home took me through a not-so-great neighborhood, often after a late night studying at the library.

I’ve never experienced anything close to supernatural my entire life. I’ve gone to plenty of houses that were supposedly haunted, a couple of castles, a bunch of cemeteries, and never caught a peep of anything unusual going on besides some funky mold. I’ve had friends swear that they would take me to places that were…

I came across these stories last year and I found them hard to get through, I guess I’m a wuss, but last January something really weird happened to me and I’ve wanted to share it ever since.

A few bits of background are necessary for my story, so please forgive the long preface. I promise there’s not a “and I said to the cabbie, yo homes, smell ya later” at the end.

Okay, time to contribute.

Now, this isn’t actually my story; it’s my mom’s, but I don’t think she’d mind. It’s also not supernatural in the slightest, but it is pretty creepy (and true!), so here goes.

Okay, as someone who lives alone and is extreeeemely prone to nightmares, but who _still_ can’t stop herself from reading this hellish thread every year, I’m gonna go ahead and start an accompany Therapy Thread full of cute fuzzy happy things that we can all come back and refer to when we’re done reading and it’s time…

This didn’t happen to me.

Me, right now:

Can you hear the cheering crowd? You are much beloved by the masses (at the moment) (nah, always)

made me think of this guy

I’ve been waiting for this because last winter something happened to me that really freaked me out.

I had a friend in high school and lived just slightly off the beaten path is a heavily wooded area. We would always go out there for bonfires, sleepovers in tents, and in the summers, to go swimming in their outdoor pool.

Years ago, a friend of mine and I were waiting for a 3rd friend to get off work late one night because we had scored a case of beer, and wanted to consume it at her house since her family was gone on a road trip. She gave us the code to get into her parent’s house so we could wait for her there, and we decided to wait…

No real ghost stories but this book series scared the shit out of me as kid: