Truly the banality of evil.

You would not be an asshole. I would gladly pay a few bucks. 

I mean I think there is definitely a book (with illustrations) to be made from the annual Jezebel spooky story contest. You gotta go back though to the earlier years that had way more ghostly content. But I for sure would buy that book.

You, sir or madam, are a steely-eyed missile man or woman, and I applaud your effort.

WHAT! Holy shit! I’ve always loved Crows - love is double now. Wow.

This story isn’t scary, and there are so many other stories on here that I doubt anyone will read it...but it IS true, I wanted to share it somewhere, and folks in my normal life would probably roll their eyes, so...

I forgot a title! May I nominate Nope Forever Woods after the fact?

At my Mom’s house, there is this shed that her father built a long time ago. We never really used it growing up, and it’s gone to waste really. My Mom just keeps gardening stuff in there now, and the lawnmower.
My sister and I were staying there at Christmas, and one night I had this really weird dream about the shed.…

When I was in college 1.0 for a theater degree as a costume tech, I lived with my roomie in a scuzzy apartment complex, but the building I lived in was a very happy little microcosm of nice folks. It was the single nicest community of people I’ve ever lived with, they are relevant and...this one’s long. Because…

Thrifted vengeance. Nice. 

Mushroom season

This is by far— by FAR— the freakiest thing that has ever happened to me.

You just reminded me of something that happened 20+ years ago that I rarely think about.

My parents thought they were just going to have one chid-me. My mom had my brother the summer before I started fourth grade. I was *relatively* okay with this. My mom had a c-section, and her mom came to stay because my baby brother was freaking huge and my dad had to get back to work.

I grew up in a small town on the Oregon coast, and it was the summer of my senior year of high school in the late 90s. My best friend and I were asked to house sit for some family friends of ours as they drove their son to college back east. They’d be gone for a whole month—jackpot! The family was one of the wealthier…

I have zero scary stories because every time anything gets remotely spooky I nope out, or grab a cricket bat and DEAL WITH IT. I will not be the queer who always dies in a horror movie.

I was recently staying at a wellness resort retreat in the desert. I don’t want to say the name because it’s truly delightful, but it’s like one of those place where white women go to do yoga and eat organic food and get Ayurveda massages. They also have a lot of things there that would maybe be considered mysticism.…

“Station wagon Stalker”

I think I’ve told this one in the comments before, but I couldn’t find it. This isn’t really paranormal either, but it happened to me when I was a kid of 12 or 13.

I was walking back home from the park with my sister and my best friend one Saturday. The park we went to was a quarter to a half…

Trigger warning: violent rape.

I was too late with my submission last year, so here goes...

I’m doxxing myself because my friends all know this story. I waited until daytime to write it because it scares me so much.