👻 still traumatized from the buttercup story 🙃

For No. 3, apparently there’s this superstition where if u go to a funeral, or a haunted place, make sure to take a pit stop. It doesn’t matter if it’s a gas station, a cafe, js don’ go straight home. The superstition is that if u go straight home, then the spirit will follow u home.

I started crying the second I heard boiler room gng... SAM AND COLBY TRAUMA😭😭😭😭

The lesson: If something feels creepy or off don't trust it or go there!!!! (or you WILL get victim blamed by Noelle!)

Sam and Colby said that very dark malevolent entities sometimes disguise themselves as children to I think lure people??!??! Anyways, that would explain the scratch marks on the backpack because a kid wouldn't have claws or sharp enough nails for that.

AND IF YOU HAVE A "DEMON" LIVING IN YOUR HOUSE... as a christian...

















GIRLY CAST THAT DEMON OUT!

here’s MY scary story…
so, i was like 7 or 8, right? i woke up cause i super had to pee like REALLY bad and it was around 2 in the morning so it was pitch black in my room. i normally had my LED lights set to pink but when i woke up they were red (which i didn’t pay much attention attention to at the time because i was sleepy and had to pee.) the first thing i noticed was off was that my cat, matrix, was freaked out and he had his fur all puffed out. i was like “okay that’s weird but i gotta use the bathroom.” the thing about my house is that im at the end of the hallway and its like a really long walk to get to where the bathroom is. there’s a step up in the hallway not far from my room, but aside from that its just a very small space that was barely big enough to fit my shoulders. i got up out of my pretty pink princess blanket, grabbed my stuffed animal, and tip-toed to the bathroom. BUT.. right after i’d gone up the step (which is where the side wall stops and you can see into the living room) i turned cause i’d heard a little clicking noise coming from near the couch. well, turns out, there was something BEHIND the curtain of the window, but it was INSIDE. all i could see were its feet but they were so dark i almost couldn’t see them. and they were absolutely grotesque, horrifying, like genuine nightmare fuel. so i stood there for at least five minutes frozen in TERROR before ACTUAL HANDS with nails as long as my head crept out from behind the curtain and i actually just nope-d out of there. i was like “BATHROOM CAN WAIT” and SPRINTED like HELL back to my room, slammed the door shut, locked it and put my beanbag chair up against it. i picked up my cat and locked myself in the closet with a book, my kids Bible, a flashlight, matrix (obvi,) and a heavy rock from my rock collection. when i tell you i cried and didn’t sleep for the next two nights, i mean it. i prayed like no other over and over and literally recited Bible verses, im not even joking with you 😭
so in the morning i told my mom and she saged the hell out of that room, and we moved about 2 years later for unrelated reasons. anyways that was such a ffun experience!
xoxo gossip girl, love you guyss <33

I have one: so my great aunt Eileen  had just passed away so I went to her house with my mom so we could clean out her stuff. We were making piles: trash, donate, and keep. I was going through the trash pile and found this really pretty antique music/ jewelry box. I asked my mom why it was in the trash bc I thought it looked fine and she said it was because the box was broken, and no longer played any music, and hadn’t for years. I asked if I could keep it anyway bc I thought it was way too pretty to throw away, and I could still use it as a jewelry box.  Anyway, just before I went to bed that night I put a bunch of my jewelry in the box, and forgot to close it. Then, at EXACTLY MIDNIGHT I woke up to the sound of classical music. And not like pretty happy music, but like twinkling creepy music, like you would hear in a stereotypical music box, but really slow. I think I had a heart attack right then and there. I realized it was the music box, and that I had forgotten to close it so I scurried out of bed and closed it IN THE DARK because my lamp had broken a few nights before. The music stopped after I closed it, and I forgot about it for a couple years. But literally last week I decided to test it again, and left it open for hours, but it didn’t play anything. Basically, a years broken music box played music again for the first time since I think like the 1980s on the day of my great aunts death at exactly midnight. And yes, I still own the box.

I have a paranormal story… when my sister was around 4 I think?? She would talk in her sleep. Then when she would wake up my mom would ask her what she dreamed about. She said she saw a woman and described her exactly like my dads mom, who passed before me and her were born(I’m older) and we have never seen videos or pictures so we didn’t know what she looked or sounded like. She could literally exactly describe her voice and how she looked, she also said she had a camera with her, she was a photographer, and it kept happening for a long time until she was around 6 I want to say. So yea she had conversations with our dead grandmother who we have never met before in short… LOVE YOU DIVAS🫶

DUDE THE REASON THAT SOMETHING IS ABANDENDED IS PROBABLY BECAUSE SOMETHING BAD HAPPENED THERE! SO DONT MESS WITH THAT STUFF DIVAS 😭

I am gonna be a prayer warrior for that poor girl who has the ghosts tracking her 🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼

0:14 MY ALTO QUEENS❤

14:53 so i’m not sleeping tonight 😭

Here’s MY scary story….
So it happened like a month ago I was in my backyard and it was dark out. I was outside because my parents told me to take out the compost in my backyard but the bin was at the back of my backyard and at the end of my backyard there’s a slope that’s rlly steep and then like a little street. So I was outside with my dog because he wanted to come I just emptied the compost then the street lights on the street started flickering

I was like whatever cuz that happens a lot but the I saw this man with rlly long claws and he was on all fours running up the street and I was like WHAT THE HE— then my dog barked he is a pitbull and has a loud bark and the figure turned his head at me then stood up… and at first I was like is that a furry?  But then he looked at me and he had huge black eyes and a wide smiley mouth and my dog Jasper started pulling on my sleeve to go inside so I ran inside with him. Later I woke up in the middle of the night so scratch noises outside my window and I saw a hand with long nail like claws and pale skin clawing at my window.

My dog Jasper sleeps with me at night and he looked so angry and defensive he had his lip curled and he had his teeth bared and was growling at the hand.


The streetlights outside my window turned off then back on and the hand was gone I havnt had a full nights sleep since and there are still scratch marks on my window. Jasper stays beside me at all times.

Thanks for letting me share my trauma pookies!🥰 love yall (send help)

around 2010ish my 3 aunts dressed as “guys” for Halloween 🤣 i thought it was so funny as a kid! they drew on facial hair and wore backwards hats and boxers with giant saggy pants RIP

lmaoo the lorax😭

I think that the scariest one for me would definitely be the hospital, like yes they put themselves in that situation, but the slowly turning wheelchair, the grabbing of the backpack, the child’s laughter, the long scratches. HELL NO.

19:57 this conversation is frying me lolllll it’s giving “oh yeah I would low-key slay as a pine tree” 😭

Cherry Blossom and Weeping Willow is such a Wicked themed aura tho omgg


Edit: so this is my mom💀

I am so glad that I had that trust in Sophia and Noelle that they're not gonna drop somekind of jumpscare thing on the screen