If there's one thing I love, it's a good scary story. And even more than that, I love it when a scary story is equal parts scary as it is creepy. And what I love even more than that, is when said scary and creepy story is real. The following story I read one night on Reddit, and it was creepy. I knew it was good because as I read it, goosebumps crawled up my arms. Then, later that night, after I read it and I was home alone, I wanted to read it again. And again. Because it had stuck with me. I found myself wondering what I would do in the same situation. Then[...]
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