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A few summers ago my brother and his family had a similar close brush with death. I’ve never been, but it’s a place called Banana Bend on the banks of the San Jacinto River near Houston, TX, that is notoriously known for being the site of several drownings.

We had the world’s sweetest, friendliest, most nonconfrontational Husky in the world when I was a kid. Like, we used to joke that the house would be broken into and he’d just lick the robber’s hand. None of us had ever seen even a hint of aggression out of him, until the pest control company sent out a new guy to

I had a very similar experience at my uncle’s wake. A family friend who was a legendary drunk showed up and although quiet and polite, was noticibly tipsy. It’s a wake after all, he wasn’t the only one who may have taken a drink before showing up. At one point he emerged from the restroom and I noticed as he ambled

I had the most bizarre flash of uneasiness recently because of how my dog reacted to a stranger. I have a female miniature dachshund named GoGo who loves everyone-she’s friendly, she has almost no boundaries, and we have never seen her react to a new person with anything other than kisses and trying to climb into

I was studying abroad in Rome, almost a decade ago. Had a late night dinner with friends a few miles from my apartment. Finishing our food, my friends insisted I call a cab—it was almost 1:00 am and the streets back were poorly lit. Wanting to seem whimsical and self-sufficient, I refused.

I have had this sort of thing happen too. At my father-in-laws funeral I heard him SIGH right by me, as though he was sitting behind me to my right. Not a breathy sigh, but an ‘ahhh’ sound, clear as a bell, his voice.

Omg this is so good!! Like how weird to think your life has literally been saved by... by what??? MyMom’s Mom has a story about when my grandpa was really sick in the hospital one night, and she ran out into the hallway yelling for a nurse in desperation because he’d taken a serious turn for the worse. A nurse comes,

Tried posting this one a few years ago, but was too late. Not a ghost story, but it’s one of the scariest things that’s ever happened to me.

So, in her life, my mom has gone through some shit. Sometimes, she’s not the most reliable narrator, but she tells this memory so consistently and with such emotion, that I believe her. She grew up in the late seventies, and eighties. My grandma was (still is tbh) a disaster. Grandma was part of the California

True story. Also, trigger warning, I guess.

I’m sure this will be buried, and it’s not terribly frightening, but it involves supernatural phenomenons/phenomena/whatever:

THAT IS HORRIBLE. I’m so sorry that that happened and so glad that you were ok.

I’m going to post a second story. I saw my dad.

Not sure this is “scary” but more “wtf”

I grew up in CT and there is actually a town called Moodus that gets hundreds of tiny earthquakes every year. Most of them are too small to feel, but will cause objects to move and shake like this. One time I remember sitting at dinner and my glass started to shimmy across across the table. Freaked me out!

Love this feature when I discovered it last year! I wrote something up in preparation for this Halloween:

This was almost 30 years ago. Times flies. My husband and I were newlyweds and bought our first home in St Paul, MN. Big old Victorian monstrosity in a depressed area, which is what we could afford.

During my teen years, like most of you I assume, my boyfriend and I would spend most nights just driving around town. One night during winter, we turned down one road that we thought was a different road, but this one ended up being very narrow, unpaved, and hadn’t been plowed. Our car got stuck and there was no cell

It’s 1995, I’m 12 years old and it’s the year McDonald’s is selling commemorative glass mugs of the highly successful, highly praised, masterpiece of a film, Batman Forever. I was excited to own one of these mugs and my mom got me the Two-Face one.

When I was 19, I was on a bus at about 9 pm. A creepy guy started asking if I carried a tune, knife etc, how I would defend myself if necessary. I got up and switched seats to the front of the bus. At my line deserted stop, I got off and he was right behind me. I dove back onto the bus and the driver called the