We were camping around different area of the US, hitting 13 states. It wasn’t a trip with a firm itinerary, and we drove through Amish country in Indiana despairing that we wouldn’t find a campground as it was late in the day. But in the middle of Amish country we found a lovely campground with a nice big pond for swimming. We were the ‘weirdos’ who do tent camping, … Continue reading Campers Beamed Up By Aliens
This happened about eight years ago when I was 21 and working as a camp counselor for Camp Tommy in Fishkill, NY. The place is basically a bunch of cabins in the woods on top of a mountain, each cabin a half-mile apart from the other, so you’re pretty isolated in the woods. One night at about 1am I was sneaking off to meet my camp GF (you’re supposed to stay in … Continue reading Small Humanoid Creature
This is a true story, told to me by a man who had been working as a murder investigator for over 30 years at the time. I was told this story after asking what the creepiest case he’d ever been involved in was. This happened in northern Scandinavia in the late ’80s, in a part of the country that is mostly covered in dense pine … Continue reading A Missed Stop
In South Africa, we have a lot of hijackings, and for a while the favoured method to stop a car was to play dead in the road. Of course it doesn’t take long for people to figure out that stopping to help people on the road is a bad idea and that is where my friend of a friend joins the story. On his way home … Continue reading Karma Is A Bitch
Jay was a normal kid. An absolutely, completely normal kid. I’m not sure why that happened… but I do know, the day we learned that Jay Martin was found strung up in a fucking oak tree in the park, the entire neighborhood wept. Jay made average grades, played trumpet in the band, and had average looks—absolutely nothing about him was special. Nothing really made him … Continue reading Rope
Right now, I’m 81 years old, and had to ask my granddaughter for help to write this down. You see, I have a confession before I go. My name is Emma, and I had a sister named Elisabeth. Having been born only one year apart, we were really close, and looked very alike. One could say we were fraternal twins. Me and Lisa had always … Continue reading The Last Tale of a Grandmother
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