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…

Over twenty years ago, my then-boyfriend and I booked a 3 week trip to South Africa. His childhood best friend was marrying a South African girl, and we would fly into Johannesburg to attend their wedding and then rent a car to travel around the country.

I posted this last year hours before the deadline. Doubt many people saw it so I thought I’d post again. Hope that’s cool.

I thiiiink I told this story like ten years ago here, but it may have been somewhere else. Anyway, here it is again!!

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…

Shared this story last year but it got buried. It happened right around this time last year, so it was very fresh in my mind then.

In the late 90’s we moved into this waterfront property on an island directly across from Seattle. There was an ageing pier at the end of our road, and across from us was a retirement home which used to be a boarding school. The original dormitory building still stood, now abandoned, and next to that was an empty and…

She also waves/kind of salutes every time she passes another spot in that cemetery. She’s saying hi to her friends “in their airplanes”. There are a lot of WW2 veteran graves in that section. Like I said: not her first time around.

I’ve experienced many a spooky thing in my life but this one hands down is my favorite. I used to live in an apartment building that was originally a doctors house from about 1900. My sensitive friends and I took the time to identify the different ghosts we felt around the house there was a little girl and everyone…

My favorite time of year!

I have this story because I like true crime podcasts.

This happened when I was around seven and living in a small farm town outside of Chicago. Each night I’d go to bed and from the ceiling above me a little girl, in the shape of a shadow, would watch me. I recall she had this curly untamed hair and no facial features, but she definitely read as a little girl around my…

This whole thing reminds me of years and years ago, when David Alan Grier guest hosted. Back then, I remember feeling like it was a weird show... very different from everything around it. I think it was a rebuilding season, and so the writers allowed Grier (and some writers of his own be brought in maybe?) to really…

Gen Xer here who knew better than to try the Docs and flannel look, because I remain uncool:

I’m too tired to write down all of the reasons I find this article off-the-mark and, frankly, insulting. So, I’ll just say this. Anger is a natural reaction to boundary trespass. It is HUGE that women are now being able to express anger in public—it’s a powerful force that can change things. Are there individuals and…

Not vying for the contest, but the Ouija story brought back my own Oujia memories...

I’ve looked forward to this time each year for many years now, and finally am feeling brave enough to contribute. My writing style is not brilliant, so bear with me.

Over twenty years ago, my then-boyfriend and I booked a 3 week trip to South Africa. His childhood best friend was marrying a South African girl, and we would fly into Johannesburg to attend their wedding and then rent a car to travel around the country.

my dog isn’t getting walked tonight because of you.

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