The armoire story bothers me because it’s so obviously fiction and I thought these stories were supposed to be “true.” At least make the story *sound* plausible.

This is very short but it’s the creepiest thing that’s ever happened to me. Creepier by far than any of the “ghostly” or unexplained experiences that I’ve had.

When I was very little, my mother would often leave me and my siblings in the car while she ran errands. It was a simpler time, I guess.

One of these times,…