slayerette
Slayerette
slayerette

I really have no opinion on the Jenna Jameson Judaism story, but am using it as a thinly veiled excuse to post this pic:

As part of her conversion, she will now only be referred to as Jenna Manichewitz.

I’m an atheist and I’m staring at your story wondering why no one has called a damn priest yet.

Omg. This made me tear up (an embarrassing reaction I have to things that freak me the fuck out). Dear god. Burn the fucking place down!

Well that is fucking terrifying as shit congratulations I’m never sleeping again where is the whiskey

Substance abuse CAN invite unwanted spirits to a person. But who knows if that was the case. I am so sorry you grew up with your mother struggling with these problems. I hope things are better now and this story scared the crap out of me!

My mother is similarly awful, right down to the doing shitty, terrible things and then forgetting, or “forgetting”. I’m so sorry.

AHHHHH MORE PROOF THAT OUIJA SHOULD NOT BE FUCKED WTH.

I wonder if it was even your mom. I had a similar experience when I was in kindergarten and it’s never left my mind. My mom worked crazy shifts when I was little and we lived with my grandma, my dad and my sister. Sometimes my mom or grandma would get me up and ready for school depending on who was available.

1) Thank you for actually posting the photo, that never happens on these threads! and 2) HOLY SHITBALLS GET OUTTA THERE

I don’t want to unsettle you, but, you have more than one spirit. There are clearly four in that photo. Possibly five. I did not fuck with the actual images at all, I simply added more light to the strange area. Do you still live there? I am a medium. Oh, and free if you need me.

Picture messages would pop up on my phone for a month or so after my husband died. A picture of a guitar would pop up(husband was a musician) and freak me out. After a while it stopped happening. There is just so much we don’t understand.

Here is a story that I have not shared before because honestly- it creeps me the fuck out. I don’t like thinking about it. I don’t like the things it implies about the nature of the universe we inhabit, and it fills me with existential dread. It also happens to involve a friend’s suicide, so it’s not the easiest thing

FINALLY!!! I have been waiting all year for this!! Here is my story.

I thought I would share a story of my dad’s. Our family has many stories where none of us can quite explain it, to non skeptics we believe we are definitely clairvoyant to some degree. My parents tell me stories from when I was younger, I’m not as in tuned to it as they are but this story of my dads is from his days

HOLY CRAP! THAT IS TERRIFYING ON MULTIPLE LEVELS! FOR HER! FOR YOU! FOR HER!

This truly happened to me, and maybe I should have contacted the police about it but I didn’t. I try not to think about it.

I was raised Southern Baptist. We didn’t tell ghost stories around the campfire growing up. We told possession stories. And we believed in them because demons are biblical. I remember having lively debates with my friends about the biblical case for demons and how not believing in them means you don’t believe

About 4 years ago, my boyfriend and I moved into a duplex just outside the city. The first day I was all alone in the house, I started thinking that I was seeing things out of the corner of my eye. Flashes of lights and shadows. I never ever had that sensation at my old place. It happens from time to time, but not