For most kids, a visit to Grandma’s house is like taking a brief vacation from life. The normal rules don’t apply, and grandparents tend to spoil their grandkids from the moment they arrive until the second they leave, hands filled with fresh baked cookies and new toys that magically appear out of thin air. For …
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The Day The Airman Vanished
In today’s reader story submission, an eight-year USAF veteran recalls a fellow soldier who was there one minute and gone the next. But was the veteran ever really there at all? “I still can’t explain it to this day,” begins Thomas W., a United States Air Force officer from 1968 until 1976. “It still gives …
The Mysterious Stranger
I’ve told this odd story to people on occasion and naturally it seems too unbelievable to be believable. At my age, as a senior citizen, I have a lot of time on my hands and telling family and friends about those memories is a good pastime on the front porch. My house has been paid …
Let the Right One In
I live in Springfield, OH. My husband and I met in 2003 while I was finishing up my undergraduate degree at Wittenberg University. I have never been one to believe in the supernatural until we met and began to live together. He had told me various stories of different times that he had encountered spirits …
Weirdness at the Zen Monastery in Japan
A few weird things happened to me while I was living at Sogenji, a training temple, in Okayama Japan. As far as Buddhist monasteries go it wasn’t very old, about 300 years, but there were some odd buildings and statues there. Above the giant entrance gate, made in the classic Japanese style, was a room …
When Time Ceased to Exist
I grew up in a small picturesque village set on a steep hillside in Wales with only one road in and out. My family home was halfway up a hill, and there are lots of hills, lanes and steps to walk to the bottom of the village. When I was in my teens I had a …
Small Towns in a Big World
I am a Danish man, born and raised in a small town of 8000. When I was 16 years old, I was in the merchant navy on a trip sailing from Japan to New Zealand. In New Zealand we came to Lyttleton, a small town on the South Island, population 2500—maybe even less back in …
A weird series of coincidences
In the 80s, we lived in Donegal, Ireland and drove through Sligo to go to Galway where my Dad grew up, and where we still had family. One of the areas we drove through was absolutely beautiful—it was a place called Drumcliffe just outside the town of Sligo that had a magnificent mountain called Ben …
The camp cabin force field
I was born and raised in Ontario Canada—born in Ottawa but was living in a suburb of Toronto. In the summer of 2000, at the age of 11, I went to Ontario Pioneer Camp. It was state-operated, and there were three separate camps, one for boys, one for girls and one for families. There were …
Drunk Bus Driver
I had been living about two hours away in Greenville, NC. when I came back to Morehead City see my friends a few days after my birthday. One of my friends decided we needed to party to celebrate. I got super drunk. Her ex-husband showed up at the point where she and I were in …