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This is by far— by FAR— the freakiest thing that has ever happened to me.

Oh, and I have another slightly spooky, kind of nice story! A good friend passed away earlier this year. He was actually the last person I dated before I met the above ex. We were basically friends with benefits, and, thanks to our entirely shared friend group, we stayed friends even after I started seriously dating

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.

My story isn’t scary, just a little creepy, and maybe even a bit nice. Should be a good palate cleanser after all the terror from the others.

I grew up in a small town on the Oregon coast, and it was the summer of my senior year of high school in the late 90s. My best friend and I were asked to house sit for some family friends of ours as they drove their son to college back east. They’d be gone for a whole month—jackpot! The family was one of the wealthier

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO *deep breath* OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!

This is a tale from the 90's, that long ago time when land lines ruled king of communications. It was during this hypercolor era that I was left alone one evening on my family’s 120 acre plot of land in the Great Piney woods of East Texas. The house that we lived in was a bit ramshackle with the original shack my

I’ve suffered from sleep paralysis since 2012, and want to share my history with it. I believe all of this can be explained scientifically, but others might not. I will note that my sleep paralysis has never been worse than it is in my current apartment, and that it’s happened a few more times since I wrote this story

Hi. I’ve been reading this scary story series for years but have never taken the time to tell my story:

“Station wagon Stalker”

I think I’ve told this one in the comments before, but I couldn’t find it. This isn’t really paranormal either, but it happened to me when I was a kid of 12 or 13.

I was walking back home from the park with my sister and my best friend one Saturday. The park we went to was a quarter to a half

I got into a fight with my boyfriend one night. For some reason we left my apartment to go to his new place we were both moving into even though there wasn’t any furniture in it it. We argued more and boned on the floor and argued more and then decided we should go back to my place so we could sleep in a bed. We were

There should also be a rule to not make the same stupid Trump jokes like the last 2 years. They have been a stain on the scary stories post.

My frenemy, who was once my best friend, died of a fentanyl overdose. I was her bridesmaid in 2000 and that’s the last time I ever saw her. I wanted her back the way she was before drugs, but it was too late. I rediscovered that over and over until my heart went numb the last time she called me after getting out of

As a fan of both candidates (Bernie and Warren), Bernie’s platform is inarguably more progressive than Warren’s and has decades of espousing those views on his side. If we are really asking people to be more progressive, this particular “old white man” is likely the best choice.

Not to mention that someone had to explain to the fucking POTUS that no, we can’t just shoot migrants in the legs to “slow them down.”  He’s not just evil, he’s psychotically stupid.

He's a cruel piece of shit. Every evil he's visited upon these people should be visited upon him tenfold. 

Trump was apparently “happiest” with Nielsen when U.S. border agents fired tear gas into Mexico as people tried to cross the border. “Mr. Trump loved it,” the Times reported.

trump has turned my former libertarian husband into a democratic socialist, so that’s fun.

You must really love your wife