After my divorce, I spent 4+ years looking for a home to buy for my son and I. I had a very hectic government job and my son had a rare genetic disorder that caused a myriad of health issues. I had hired a private caregiver for him who spent 12+ hours caring for him each weekday. Life was very busy.
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“The sleep watcher” from this article targeted a house I shared with six other girls in Halifax. At least we think it was the same guy, this happened about 8 years before this guy was caught. It was truly terrifying. One night we found a ladder he left outside my friend’s window… she heard a noise at the window and…
About 25 years ago I worked for a couple of years in a very old office building located in the center of a large city in Texas. Built in 1907, the original part of the building was a former home for confederate women (widows of confederate soldiers). After all the widows died and the building sat empty for several…
I’ve been refreshing Jezebel since the start of October since I wait for this every year!
This is my first time posting because until recently I’ve never had anything that spooky happen, but this event floats back to my brain every so often and I still have no idea what the fuck this was about.
I am sharing this again this year because yesterday my kid happened to ask me if anything truly spooky had happened to me, and, well, yes:
I was raised kinda New Agey/Wiccan, so I usually bless and protect a space when I move into it. The house I got last year, though, had such good vibes already that I kept putting it off. It just felt so warm and bright and cozy, and I moved in in spring, and so I didn’t do anything heavy-duty. I should have, though,…
I moved to Downtown LA with an ex, into an old bank building that had been converted into shiny new loft apartments. I hadn’t wanted to move there, it was an intense area, lots of gentrification with sounds of fighting on the streets at night. I thought a chill neighborhood would be a better fit for us. My ex…
I occasionally get sleep paralysis which is pretty awful in its own right. Its not recurring and its not a consistent figure or entity, I usually just chalk it up to whatever I ate or watched.
One of the most vivid was that I dreamt I was on a tour of an old building (its the US, so 1800s old) with a group of other…
First of all- Squeeeeeeeeee! My favorite article/comments section of the year! Now, on to the story...
From 2014 up until the pandemic, I worked at a small hotel in New Orleans. There are two wings to the hotel.
When I was about 12, my two cousins moved from Los Angeles to New York City. My aunt decided to make it a fun, family road trip, and she drove them to my house in the Midwest, and I got to join them for the rest of the journey. We were all pre-teens at the time (I was the middle in age between them), so the drive was…
The Watcher
This story belongs to my dad, but I was present for it- albeit in my mom’s belly. My dad worked transporting buses across the country and taking odd jobs for a big part of his twenties, and by the time he married my mom, he’d experienced more strange happenings than the average person. But this story happened in his…
When I was 12, every night for close to two months someone would knock on my bedroom window. It was usually after 11 p.m. and before 2 a.m. and, at the beginning, would wake me from a dead sleep to where I thought I was dreaming. A few times I even heard the knocking in my dreams and then woke up and the knocking was…
PSA - usually there are comments/questions about being able to pick up where you left off - I don’t think there is still a good way of doing that, but the best method that I’ve been using for years is:
Select Show Pending as being active and then Sort By: Newest.
When I was in fourth grade, my mom and I moved a few hours away to live with my grandma. I was an only child and painfully shy; all my friends had been my friends since forever, and I had no idea how to talk to these new kids at school.