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Sunshine is my Spirit Animal
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OK seriously? I empathized with her story, I commented on it. It produced a very gut reaction in me. And honestly it was maybe the scariest story. I’m sorry if it is triggeing you. It triggered me. But you don’t get to say that she doesn’t get to post it here. You don’t get to dictate what is ooohhh ‘fun’ scary and

Uhhhhhh, why would a 17 year old make a request about what she’s going to be buried in? That doesn’t really jibe. 

She never struck me as a Paula Deen type, but I’m glad for the reassurance ! #neverchangeIna

Went to middle school in central Florida. Can confirm that living there makes someone think this is a solid life choice.

This is both horrifying and hilariously stupid. A pizza cutter. A fucking pizza cutter. The giant asteroid cannot come soon enough.

Can we please, please, PLEASE have text-only versions for those of us who aren’t able to watch videos? Pretty please?

lol.

Uh, no.

This is a faked story clearly dreamt up by Communist Clinton and Overspend Obama to hurt Republicans in the midterms!” - My dad, more than likely

hillary lost. barack is done.

I’ve already seen comments claiming that this must be a plot by the Democrats to drum up fear of the GOP, and that they mailed them to themselves.

This is a true story that is scary on... well, levels, ha. I’ve obscured some details so as not to give away any too identifying information, although the details are part of what makes the story.

My house is in a heavily forested area and relatively remote. It’s a place where people might take a camping trip into the forest for the weekend and then freshen up and have brunch in town on Sunday.

I told a very condensed version of this in a comment to one of the Jez horror story posts maybe about five? years ago, so I’m officially submitting this now. Now with bonus pics. 

Thanks. I can’t even tell you how terrifying it was. I thought he was going to strangle me to death with that telephone cord. I still can’t handle anyone touching my neck. I try to present a very calm cool and collected I’ve-got-my-shit together demeanor at all times, but watching Dr. Ford testify in front of those

This one isn’t mine, but my mom’s. She told it to me a few years ago, when my husband and I bought our house; it’s the story of how my parents got my childhood home.

Okay okay okay!
here’s my story - it’s a brief one!

I never post so I don’t know if anyone will see this but, a few weeks ago, I came home to this. That is not my hand.

When we were kids, my sister and I watched “Now and Then” with our neighbor friends. We were 4 girls between the ages of 9 and 13 - I was the youngest. Despite my mom’s religious upbringing and banning of Ouija boards and anything else that could be considered Satanic, the movie exposed us to the concept of a seance.

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This is not my story, but my best friend’s, and I’m sharing with his blessing. (Re-post from last year.)