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. 

Short but sweet.

Follow up: just now, thinking about this story, I went to look at the registry of deeds for the town I grew up in. They’ve got everything digitized now, so I was able to look up the closing paperwork for the house. There, my parents both signed, as did a notary, but the witness section?

Plot twist: guy trying to break into your house is a demon hunter

Ok, I’ve been a reader of this thread for a few years now, every year I both love and loathe this thread because my morbid curiosity and inability to stop reading inevitably leaves me scared shitless for several days, and then I start the cycle all over again. This year, I want to submit my own.

My cousin’s father passed away when he was a young teenager, it was tragic, but his mother remarried a wonderful man and life moved on as life tends to do.

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.

When was about 26 I moved back in with my parents. I had been going through a rough time and was in between jobs. I didn’t really know what I was going to do with my life and felt a lot of unease. I had broken up with the first person I had ever loved right before my move, knowing we were not right for each other. On…

MY EYES ARE WATERING WITH TERROR 

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

Alright, been debating writing this down because I’ve been trying to get it out of my mind. This story has a few different facets and I have no idea what to make of all of it.

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.

You’re absolutely no fun.

When my husband and I got engaged, I was living with a roommate. To save money for the wedding, rather than re-upping my lease, I moved back into my childhood home. This meant my parents and grandparents (who lived there) were always keeping an eye out to be sure we weren’t fornicating.

So, being creative, young…

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

Um, no?

Absolutely agree, it definitely was angering. I did not crack a smile at the cold open, I just could not. Although I will give props to Beck Bennett for an almost-perfect impersonation of turtle man. But this was too serious a subject and many of us are hurting too badly for this to be spoofed.

Aside from Davidson’s bit (probably written for or with him by Jost & Che) the whole rest of the show was more miss than hit. But the cold open was DREADFUL. This was more angering than tickling. Even Kate’s Lindsey Graham was just disturbing this time. We all know that “comedy = tragedy + time”, and even allowing…

First Date: He took me to a great dinner, nice place, and during asked the waiter how much longer dinner would take, we had a show to get to. I, having no idea about the show, asked what we were seeing. He said he was taking me to the newly opened high class strip joint. I am young, I am impressionable, I have never…

I’m going to say it, Gina was my least liked part of the show. Her plotlines went nowhere and they always focused on the worst part of her which was her laying about doing fuck all at the office.