This ghost encounter takes place in Big Sur a few years ago. Me and four of my coworker buddies decided to go on a camping trip to big sur. It was something that we had talked about before, but our schedules never allowed it, and for some reason, all of us decided last minute the time was right and we headed to Big Sur on a spring weekend. We set up camp, fired up the grill, had some brewskis, and by early evening, the shrooms were brought out. Not everyone took them. One g

This amazing story needs to he heard! I think sometimes people make mistakes, and when they can't fix them here, they'll be doing some shit on the other side to balance the scales. Here's an example of that: __________________________________________________________________________________________ Hi Calimoon, I don’t usually write into things like this, but after reading your stories I had to share mine. After a very difficult breakup, I started seeing this cowboy who work

My parents vs. The Evil Dog This happened in the late 90s to my dad and step-mom, and let me tell you, it shook my dad to his core. My dad was a musician back then—he’s a little old man now, but in his day, he was the man. He played the keys and was well-known in our town. Summers were packed with weddings, baptisms, and first communions—my dad was the entertainment at the big parties. Sometimes the parties meant driving an hour away, which wasn’t too bad… until it was 3 a.m.

A Mexican Folklore Retold (as passed down through whispers and wide eyes) A Mexican Folklore Retold (as passed down through whispers and wide eyes) I. The Night of the Party I first heard this story when I was 14, visiting family in Mexico. Like most folklore, it’s been passed down for generations, a tale told so often it feels like a song. It begins in a small town, the kind where everyone knows everyone. That night, the town was alive. Someone was throwing a huge party—mayb

So this next story happened to my mom when she was a little girl in Mexico—probably around 7 or 8 years old. Her younger sister was maybe...

Year: 2001 Where: Mexico Encounter: Phantom Horse & The Phone (This story was emailed to me) So, I ended up staying at my relatives’...

The UFO Story You’ve Been Waiting For Alright, let’s get into it. Everyone’s been asking for my UFO story, so I figured, what better...

Alright, so after spending some time digging through ideas and organizing my blog, I’ve decided to keep “Story Time” as a regular thing!...