I’m much too late for anyone to see this. But I’m posting because this literally happened to me LAST NIGHT: 10-10-21.

When I was a kid, in the summers my family would visit my grandfather’s cabin, located in a remote area in the woods in northern New England. The nearest neighbor at that time was about 5 miles down the road. The cabin was just yards from a lake ideal for fishing and boating, and I suppose you could say that the area…

It was 2003 and I had just moved to Chicago for a job. I didn’t know anyone but I was in my early 20s and always wanted to live in a big city. I worked in the suburbs, but I found an apartment in a somewhat-nice neighborhood on the north side of the city and after a few months I felt settled in.

“Ghosts in the Walls”

About 11 years ago, myself, my husband and our one-year-old daughter moved into a house on a quiet cul-de-sac in a great neighbourhood. The house had been built in the 70’s and had not been updated, so inside it wasn’t overly attractive, but it was spacious with a nice little yard and it was affordable. Weird things…

Aw, thank you!! I was worried about posting it because it doesn’t have much of a resolution or reveal at the end, but honestly I’m glad I we didn’t stick around that house long enough to get a truly spooky ending out of it.

And yeah, I’m glad too! It’s kind of been a process – when I say TERF, I don’t mean “garden…

Quite a few years ago, I was in a very bad relationship with a guy who we will call B. He was all around wrong for me, but I was young and of course I thought I could change him. We had already been dating for a while when I began to suspect he was into some....bad endeavors. Anyway, the final straw came when I found…

From ages four to fourteen, I lived in an old brick house in a college town in central Texas where almost everything was new construction. It was in a pretty ritzy part of town, and even there it stood out with its “circa 1925" bronze plaque next to the front door. My parents were professors at the local…

Over twenty years ago, my then-boyfriend and I booked a 3 week trip to South Africa. His childhood best friend was marrying a South African girl, and we would fly into Johannesburg to attend their wedding and then rent a car to travel around the country.

I posted this last year hours before the deadline. Doubt many people saw it so I thought I’d post again. Hope that’s cool.

I didn’t write this one but know of the house in question. I also know the part about the bartender is true, as it happened to a friend when I first moved to town. The house is back up for rent now. I believe someone moved into it towards the end of last year, so it means another family couldn’t stand it.

This happened when I was around seven and living in a small farm town outside of Chicago. Each night I’d go to bed and from the ceiling above me a little girl, in the shape of a shadow, would watch me. I recall she had this curly untamed hair and no facial features, but she definitely read as a little girl around my…

I had a boss who was emotionally abusive. You never knew if he was going to yell at you or proclaim you were the best assistant he’d ever had.

I’m so happy she is coming forward with her truth and she is healing. Even as an avid Buffy-Angel-Firefly fan, it was obvious what had happened to her even then. This is so, so disappointing from Joss but it is not surprising.

I feel bad for not believing Fisher’s initial claims. In my defense, he came off as unhinged. I still think he was, but being unhinged is probably what allowed him to not give a shit about what speaking out would mean to his future, his career, etc. I have to respect that.

Oh stop. She looked fabulous and she sounded fabulous. We’ve spent that last four years basically living in the Hunger Games, so it was incredible to have someone as talented as Lady Gaga perform and commemorate this new era dressed as such. Plus I loved that golden microphone. And she did it in front of Mike Fucking…

Ahh, the Edge-Lordness of youth. Once you’ve lived a bit more, and heard the National Anthem butchered as many times as I have, you’ll realize that Gaga actually did a decent job.

Never give up the opportunity to shit on successful women, Joan.

Ok I’ll regret it, as you’ve clearly posted this because you have an agenda and are not seeking input, but I’ll bite. This take is hilarious. Especially this part: “Sexual frustration in men is probably the root cause of a vast amount of misery in this world, and every woman is wandering around with the cure trying to…

My Uncle Billy was the black sheep of the family. He was my mother’s older brother, who joined the military in the early 1990s and saw combat in the first Gulf War, but he didn’t come entirely back. My mom said he suffered from post-traumatic stress disorder and something called gulf war syndrome. My father said he…