(while I’m making rules, if you’re requiring people to wear heels you want to continue to participate in society without being branded as a pariah, you are not allowed to have a cash bar)

250% agree on the truck story. That is hands down the best written story ever submitted. I feel like I experienced it myself as I read it.

The one where the men were living in the wall still gets me. She kept finding her house covered in dust and couldn’t figure out why, mail was disappearing etc.. Turned out they were just hanging out behind her dresser (I think?) watching. 

Guyyyysss, who approved the Ouija board story?

I think one of my all time faves was a comment that never made it to the lists. It was about the Jinn that was spotted through binoculars by soldiers that seemed walked in place.

By acclaim, Sorcia McNasty’s story about the haunted truck would go in there, and I’m still going to stand by my contention that the freakiest story I ever read on here was IndianaJoan’s story “911 Calling.”

Does anyone want to start building a canon of the all-time greats we’ve had on here, over the years?

I feel like the crawling civil war ghost would go on there for me, from this year. Just a deeply upsetting mental image.

Yeah this is a fairly classic urban legend. I heard a spin on it when I was in middle school in the 90's ffs. 

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?

I heard the same story but it was a genital rash and she went to the sexual health clinic instead of the dermatologist.

Was it though

I’m happy it never happened... but it sure was a good story.

Perhaps you saw it here: https://www.snopes.com/fact-check/boyfriend-corpses-medical-condition/

Dude, this guy I dated years ago told me the same story, but instead of Spain, it was in Chicago.

Nope, not buying it.

Made this account purely to participate because I have a recent weird experience. This story is from about two months ago. I have no clear explanation for what the hell happened and it took me three attempts to work myself up to remembering it in enough detail to write it down. Here goes.

Two years ago, I got severely, awfully sick (probably the flu). I didn’t go to work for the entire week. It was all I could do just to keep myself drinking liquids and soup and shuffling to bed. The worst part was my husband was traveling for business, so I was all alone, just me and our sweet black cat Libby.

It’ll always be the redneck murder truck for me.  I still think about it.

It’s the most wonderful time of the year!

We have never figured this out. And now, the three living witnesses have to be good and fucking druuuunk to discuss the whole thing.