So I am actually a catholic but my parents are Muslim and I respect and love the religion a lot so I’m writing here for some help. My mother in law recently passed away and it’s been hard on my husband and I as she suffered with cancer for many many years. Her dying wish was to get cremated and split her ashes with her kids and send the rest back home, of course with this it’s considered forbidden as separating ashes is known to not being the soul to peace. I didn’t object as it’s not my place and I supported her decision.. anyways on to the dream. I never dreamt about her until recently. She came in my dream but it was sad. I had to pick her up everyday at 11am, bright sunny sky, sometimes she even had sunglasses on, but I had to carry her to this silver square inclosure. It was a routine in my dream, sometimes she would be sad and slouch over but other times she would tell me how she’ll get better and I won’t have to do this anymore. I didn’t tell her that she was going to pass away because I didn’t want to hurt her. I don’t know what that dream means because it almost hurt me that I didn’t see her in a good place, happy or anything. When I would see my grandmother she would always be dancing and telling me she’s happy. Can anyone help me explain this dream? Thank you🤍

Hi, my boyfriend is moving in next weekend and I looking to close my UC claim. I have heard that UC can be reluctant to close claims but looking forward to being benefit free. If I post the following message in my journal, will this be enough to close claim?
Hi, I am informing you that my partner has moved in as of the 14/6/2024. I have used a benfit calculator and with our combined salaries, we would not be eligible for Universall credit payments. I no longer wish to claim Universal credit and we do not wish to start a joint claim as we would not be entitled to payments anyway. I understand that canceling my claim means I will no longer receive any payments from you and if I wish to make a claim in the future, I would have to start a new Universal credit claim. Please cancel my Universal credit claim as of the date above.
Also where do I post this on my journal please?
Thanks

Hello, I'm looking for a restaurant with nice area for a 21st birthday.I would prefer to have a private room. In the OC area, any city is fine but would prefer more fine dining. I would prefer to keep the costs low at around 35-45 per person. If anything, I am okay with not having a private room but would like to have a restaurant that would be able to accomadate a larger group of 10-20 people in a semi private setting. I am okay with any types of food and want a restaurant with good drinks as well. I was looking at Set Steak and sushi but am also unsure. Please comment any places you guys have been to and the price to reserve the private room. (Pre fix menu price per person (?), minimum amount to spend or fixed cost to rent room. Thank you

We will be getting legally married in October (did a religious ceremony last year but this is more, I guess, for those around us since it was just us and a few witnesses for the religious bit) and due to finances, will be having a registry office wedding. We’ve planned that out relatively well, but have no idea on what to do beyond that.
We both don’t really have many friends, I’d go as far as saying I’ve added a bunch of people to the list to attend the ceremony who I barely see just because I don’t want it to look like I have 0 friends (I don’t have any close friends or best friends). My other half probably has 3 people to invite and his family live half way across the world and won’t be able to attend.
Having a reception as in renting out a hall or pub or something seems pointless because I just haven’t got the people to fill it (although I wish I did because I’d love to have the whole first dance thing, and all that), and October is probably not the warmest month and there will no doubt be a good chance of rain… so I’m stuck.
The original plan was to get married late summer but plans fell through and we had to push back. Otherwise I would have done a picnic in a local park. So… now I’m stuck.
Please give me your suggestions and help try and make our day a little more special, I’m so depressed about the whole thing and struggling to not compare to people I know who have non dysfunctional families (mine is super dysfunctional and half are snobs) and who have the money to do what they want, and who actually have friends and people who love them and want to be there. I’m just feeling a bit like a failure right now (probably shouldn’t actually type that out but it’s true).
Thank you
**we are in England, UK

tl;dr : husband wants me to stay home watching the kid while he goes for a fancy dinner out that his sister is paying for to thank us for hosting her. Plot twist: I am the one going out of my way and using my vacation time to do all the hosting.
Am I wrong to be upset over being excluded from a dinner out?
My husband and I are still married, live together and co-parent our kid. Our relationship has however run its course so we feel more like flatmates.
His sister and her friend are coming to visit from overseas. My husband is busy so I am the one using my vacation time to pick her up from the airport, showing her around, renting a car to drive them around, etc. At the same time I am the default parent of our kid and also have to do daycare drop-offs, pickups, take to appointments, organize 2 birthday parties, do the grocery shopping, etc.
The sister has invited us on a fancy dinner out to thank us for all the trouble.
My husband has made reservations only for 3: himself, his sister and the sister's friend. I didn't even have the chance to look for a babysitter. He informed me that, since I would get to enjoy his sister's company a lot more than him, he should have this dinner out alone with her (and her friend) to make up for working the rest of the time.
I am feeling upset because I haven't had a nice evening out in YEARS whereas he frequently has evenings and events out with his friends. It also feels unfair that I am going to be going through a lot of trouble (and using precious vacation time) for someone that I have never even met just to be excluded from the "thank you" dinner.
However: it is true that if I am there, they will also chat with me and will chat less with him + if we are no longer in a relationship (though we live together and co-parent and are married) should I really expect to be invited to any "family" events from his side of the family except as a mind-minder?

You can watch the interview here.
The following are the notes that I wrote about the interview. If I missed any important info, feel free to comment it down below:
About the "Launch Date Trailer"

• The trailer uses the same engine as the game uses (Unreal Engine 5)
• It features characters and bosses arriving on launch as well as post-launch updates

New Characters

• Yujin
  • Reminiscent of Kpop idols
  • Uses healing abilities
  • Effective in Void Intercept battles
• Enzo
  • Provides area support by supplying ammunition
  • Great for people who like to shoot guns
  • "Just don't forget to upgrade your weapons" (not sure if it's still about his abilities or just upgrading weapons in general)
• Esiemo
  • Aggressive and reckless character
  • Uses explosives, including explosions when colliding with enemies
  • Esiemo, Lepic, and Blair are called the "Three Idiots" (lol)
• Ultimate Bunny
  • One of the most popular characters
  • Uses a skin in the trailer exclusive to the Ultimate version
  • Lore suggests this is Bunny's attempt to achieve higher speed through extreme weight reduction
• Una/Luna
  • (Not sure of the name. Beomjun sounded like he said Una, but the translator said Luna)
  • The lady with the headphones
  • Arrives post-launch according to the interviewer
  • Themed around music
  • Playing her feels like a "rhythm-action game"

Other Info

• Grappling Hook launches with the same 3 modules added in the Technical Test. Modules include:
  • Mid-air grapple
  • Extended range grapple
  • 3 charges for the grapple
• There are 16 Void Intercept bosses available on launch
• The aircraft in the trailer is for cinematic purposes only, but they are in talks about incorporating stuff from trailers for post-launch updates

Final Words

• They are very thankful for the continued support over the years
• The dev team is currently working on the launch for a smooth release as well as post-launch updates
• They kindly ask for player feedback to further improve the game

Hi guys, been studying for a few months using Booster. I’ve had a bunch of inconveniences pop up these past few months and I’m now starting to really crack down. I work full time (I have no choice but to work) M-Th from 8-5, and try to study after work. I currently have my test scheduled for July 26th. I’m also a re applicant with strong EC & experiances but have a low GPA with an upward trend. I flopped bad last year because I was mentally struggling, but my goal is to get a 20+ AA and score between 18-20+ ranges in all subjects. (My weakest sections are QR, GC, OC).
I graduated in Fall of 22 as a Bio major / Business minor and my dream school is MUSC (in state). If you currently attend there, interviewed there, or have any advice, please lmk. Overall app is done (just need peer reviews for my PS & take DAT) before submission.
Since it’s my third attempt, I feel like I’m understanding everything better because I have a foundation of everything, but the problem is I feel like I’m supposed to be reviewing right now and I haven’t even finished half the content. Since I hand write my notes, one video takes me 2 hours to complete. I’ve only finished the anatomy videos for Bio, I’m almost done with chapter 9 for GC, I have only done algebra pt 1 for QR and need to watch rxn videos for orgo. Is there a better way to study for the time I have? For QR I feel like the only way for me to learn is by taking handwritten notes. I’m type A and HAVE to write it down or I feel like I don’t have anything to refer back to.
Jumping to PT makes me feel overwhelmed because I feel like I need to watch all videos before reviewing, especially because I scored insanely low the past two attempts in my weak sections (Orgo, GC, QR). The Orgo, GC, and QR notes suck on Booster and I wish they provided powerpoints to follow along videos like Bootcamp. I’m trying to figure out an efficient way to learn content (GC especially) without writing it down, even though it helps me with memory and learning. Any advice is appreciated!

44wf, 5’3, 240lbs. Six days out from RNY gastric bypass. I have hemidiaphramatic paralysis and EDS (hypermobile).
Looking for some thoughts on the awful week I’ve had and if there’s something that should or could help me.
6/3 - had bypass following two weeks of liquid diet. All seemed well. Typical post op pain and gas pain. As expected. I actually felt pretty good and did like six laps of the patient floor the first day.
6/4 - still doing good, ready to go home. i had passed gas and stool without issue. Discharged home. No nausea or issues with consuming water or protein shakes. Tired but again, expected. When discharged my hemoglobin was 12.6 and hematocrit was 38.4.
6/5 - at some point in the night I get up to use the bathroom and I am both extremely weak and painfully constipated. Passing the stool was extremely difficult and I was absolutely drenched in sweat from exertion. The stool was black, like tar. I’m no doctor but I know that’s not good. Walking ten feet to my bed felt like miles. Call doctor in the morning and the care team is very responsive and concerned and send me for fluids on next day.
6/6-6/7 - during these days I have some iv fluids and iv iron infusion. I am also poked around 30 times because it’s hard to find a vein with me so dehydrated, despite the fact that I had been taking in maybe 50+ grams of protein and similar ounces of water. On 6/7 I even went to hospital admissions expecting to be admitted but they told me to go home and start taking oral iron 325 Monday, Wednesday and Friday. I am honestly feeling pretty good at this time. 6/6 hemoglobin is 7.2 and hematocrit is 21.8.
6/8 - I wake up at 6 and immediately can tell I’m weaker than the previous day. I can walk to and from the bathroom okay but it is a bit tiring. Could be that I had major abdominal surgery though so am ignoring it but after an hour or two my fingers and toes get really cold and I just start thinking “what if I don’t get help right now and it could have saved me?”. Call 911 and get a ride to hospital.
At hospital they are very concerned that I am white as a sheet. Hemoglobin at 9 am is 5.6 and hematocrit is 17.1. They do a blood transfusion and test again at 6 pm and it is 7.7 and 23.7 respectively. Things are looking up! Except at my 230 am blood draw it was back down to 7.1 and 21.
Both Chest X-ray and ct of my abdomen and pelvis were normal.
Still having very, very dark stool but it is soft now.
I guess I’m just trying to find out what may happen from here. I know those numbers aren’t good but they aren’t treating me as critical or anything so, maybe with another transfusion it will help?
I know this is scattered, sorry. I just wrote notes to my family in case they take me into emergency surgery and I don’t make it so I’m a touch messy. Thank you for your advice.

My car died like a month ago, and I work at a hospital 8 mins away from my home. I work 6 on and 8 off every two weeks, so for the 6 days I go to work, my sister picks me up. Someone else takes me there. I’ve been wanting to apply for a car loan but I previously didn’t want to put myself in a bind with a high apr and decided to try to better my credit first (thin file). Anyways, my sister let her boyfriend change the brakes to her car a week ago and he had no idea what he was doing. Now it’s in the shop and it takes 2k to fix it. Her dad is mad saying I need to help pay for the car but I’m not the one who did the damage. She literally picks me up 8 mins away from home and I never drive her car anywhere so I’m not understanding why he’s so upset with me. Not only that, I pay her part of rent since she takes me to work which is worth way more than driving 8 minutes to and from to come get me for 6 days every two weeks. Since he’s so angry, I’m going car shopping this week (wish I could have waited a little longer), and I told her she’ll be responsible for paying her part of rent cause it’ll be a cold day in hell before I pay my car note and insurance plus both our parts of rent. She had it good if you ask me. AITAH?

This ‘allegedly’ True Mysterious Haunted Home story was written & emailed to me. It will also be available on my YouTube and TikTok channels tomorrow for viewing if you wish to watch it in storytelling/video format. You may not use this story. Please do not ask me. Thank you. Enjoy. 💀

 The Basement Boogie Man Story by Bryan M. 

I was home alone one night playing video games in my living room when I heard noises coming from downstairs in the basement.
My parents went out for the night with some of their friends for dinner and I had the entire house to myself. And it felt refreshing to finally have some alone time and play video games on our big screen Plasma TV.
We had a 50 inch Pioneer High definition Plasma and I remember being so excited about playing Halo 2 all night on this thing online with my friends.
After playing for an hour, I thought I heard and felt movement coming from down below me in the basement.
I muted my headphones and listened out but heard nothing. So I continued playing…
Two hours went by when I heard and felt the same movement below me again, so I muted my headset once more and listened a little closer. This time it was louder and it felt like something actually hit the basement ceiling below me.
I told my friends to hang on a second then I walked to the entrance door leading to the basement.
There’s also a side door entrance that leads to the basement from outside of my house, which is about 7 steps down from the hallway entrance door that leads to the basement, and it was open.
Not much. But enough to seem as if someone let themselves in and didn’t shut it all the way.
I slowly walked down the steps and shut the side door and locked it. I was seriously freaked out and scared. I mean, there was no one home except me. And I lived in a good neighborhood. Nothing bad ever happened around here.
Curiosity got the better of me so I figured I'd check out the basement. I flicked the lights on and everything seemed fine just as it should be.
But we have a storage room tucked away at the end of the basement hall, and I couldn't resist making sure everything was in order in there too.
I literally tip-toed towards the storage room and I could feel my heart racing.
I grabbed my trusty old aluminum baseball bat I had stashed beside our mountain bikes and gripped onto that thing ready to swing for the bleachers if anyone came charging out of that storage room.
As I moved closer to the storage room door I could feel my hands beginning to get clammy. And what felt like an hour was only a few minutes when I stopped and just stared at the door.
The fear and sheer anxiety was holding me back from opening that door.
But I had to find out what made those noises.
I reached for the door knob and turned it and pushed the door open with my bat. And as soon the door was half way open, someone kicked the door shut and growled at me like an animal.
I fell on my ass but got right back up and never ran so fast in my life. I ran and tripped up the basement steps but made it back safely into my house, locked the door, and told my friends I had an intruder in the basement and that I had to call the cops.
I dropped my headset and I could hear my friends voices saying “what the fuck and holy shit are you serious?” as I ran to grab my cell phone to dial 911.
While I’m on the phone with the 911 operator, I could hear pounding on the basement ceiling coming from down below me. I shouted to the 911 operator that someone broke into my house and was in my basement storage room.
The operator was asking me question after question, but I was so frightened I couldn’t answer any of them and just kept telling her to please send help because there’s someone in my basement.
“Someone broke into my house, please help!”
She told me to calm down and find a place to hide and told me help was on the way.
So I hid in my bedroom closet…
My breath was bouncing off of the telephone and hitting me back in the face from how fast I was breathing.
The operator asked me for my name again and now I told her. She asked me my age, where my parents were and I told her. She asked if anyone else was in the house besides me and I said “no it’s just me.”
She asked me if there was any way she could get in touch with my parents so I gave her both of their cell numbers. She told me not to hang up and to stay on the phone with her no matter what. She told me I was doing fine and that everything would be fine, that there were 2 police units heading to my house and they would be there any second.
And then the pounding on the basement ceiling started up again!
And this time the pounding was so loud it sounded like a demolition team was rearranging my entire basement!
The operator asked me what was going on and if I was okay? She asked me “what was that noise?
And I told her whoever is downstairs is banging on the basement ceiling and won’t stop. She told me to hold tight and that the police had arrived and were outside in front of my house. She asked me if there was any way the police could enter my house without breaking down any doors.
I told her I didn’t want to leave the closet. I told her I was very scared and that I didn’t want to go anywhere.
She told me not to worry as the banging from the basement was somehow now coming from underneath my bedroom closet.
I shouted “Please help me! The banging is underneath me!
And then I heard my side door getting kicked in from the police. I ran out of my closet and ran to the back door and heard the police yelling out commands as they walked down the basement steps.
The banging kept increasing as they shouted “make yourself known.
The operator told me to stay put so that’s what l did as the police continued giving out commands without getting any answers from anyone.
I heard a door getting kicked in assuming it was the storage room door, but then I heard them say to each other “there’s no one here it’s all clear.”
The cops searched the entire house and found no one.
It couldn’t be possible…
I kept telling them that there had to have been someone here. That someone had to have been in my basement. I told them that the side door was slightly open like someone came in and forgot to shut it but that we always kept that side door locked. That I opened the storage room door and someone kicked the door shut and then growled at me. That there was banging on the basement ceiling.
They tried using the excuse of me being a kid with an over amplified imagination.
So what the fuck was all that banging that I heard? The cops heard it. The operator heard it.
This couldn’t have been playing out in everyone’s imaginations.
The police took down notes of what I heard and saw and then my parents got home. And right before my parents walked through the now broken side door, the cops were laughing with each other and one of them even said “maybe his house is haunted?”
Well, if that was the case, then, why didn’t anything ever happen again?
I was 17 years old when that crazy night happened. And I lived at my parents house until I was 23 before getting my own place. I’m going on 37 and nothing ever happened again at my parents house.
Believe me, I’ve asked them…
And even stayed there some nights throughout the years on the weekends waiting for something to happen again.
They’re going on vacation next month for their 40th wedding anniversary.
And I’ve given this a lot of thought. Many years and nights of endless thought.
So much so that it kind of consumed me.
My friends that were playing Halo with me that night? They heard everything through their headsets and we’ve talked about this for a long time together, too.
Next month when my parents leave, we plan on doing a Oujia board session in the basement storage room.
I need to know if that house is really haunted or not…
💀
Hope you enjoyed this creepy ‘allegedly’ True, Mysterious Haunted House Story. Again, please don’t ask me to use this. It is for reading and viewing (if you wish on my YouTube channel tomorrow night) purposes only. Thanks you for understanding. If you have your own creepy True story you’d like told in video format, let me know. Every story I create I turn into a single Horror Short. So, you’ll have your own video to watch the Horror unfold. Long, Short. It doesn’t matter. As long as it can be up to 8 minutes long in video.
Thanks again. Stay Sinister.
👻

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youngandstupidxox · Today 01:08
hi, so i know this is a website for mums but ive read it for years (i was a strange kid lol) and this has finally made me post.. i'm a 17 year old boy (your probably all thinking fuckoff somewhere else but pls just give me a chance) and basically ive met this boy and need advice. backstory is i went to visit my great auntie in the next council area and was going for the bus home but i missed it at the stop and had to run to the next stop and this boy was at the stop i ran to and he stopped the driver from driving away so i could get on and when i got closer he went "are you ok gorgeous" and that was that i sat up the back of the bus with him talking until he got off at the next town and before he got off he asked for my snapchat and that night we were talking most of the night. 2 or 3 days later there was a family row and i went to stay with my great auntie for the weekend and i snapchatted him a picture of the big main street and he went oh im in the pub so i went down to the pub and he came out and we were sitting in the bus stop for ages and i was so upset about the row but he made me feel better then he kissed me (17 and never kissed anyone before him🙈late to the party i know) and i knew then i was falling inlove with him. that weekend was honestly the best weekend of my life being with my great auntie and all my second cousins plus him aswell (the dog got walked more than ever🤣) but he works constantly so i havent seen him since... he goes hot and cold and sometimes doesnt talk for a day or two and i feel like he isnt as into me as he was but he always says im reading too much into it. a few things to note:

1. im 17 hes 21 (age gap doesnt seem to make much of a difference though)
2. he takes drugs at the weekend
3. hes friends with my second cousins and didnt want them to know at first
4. hes so loving and nice one minute then dry the next
5. he was obsessed with my hair then went a bit distant when i dyed it
6. he keeps telling me to take it slow and slow down bc he doesnt want to fuck things up cos he really likes me/ he doesnt want to get hurt (i think he had a bad ex but when i asked him he said thats the past this is the present and ur the future)

basically ive been told hes lovebombing me and playing me for money (even though i gave him a lighter and he tried to give me money for it and wouldnt even let me buy him chips) and my mum and auntie (different auntie to my great auntie) and my friend and one of my cousins think i should get rid but hes showed me so many times he cares about me and he told one of my cousins he really likes me and i just want advice from a outside older wiser perspective thanks. if anyone has any questions or that just ask.
(i know im in the minority being a 17yearold boy so i can delete my account if im not wanted but i just want the advice)

There was pounding on the basement ceiling!
This ‘allegedly’ True Mysterious Haunted Home story was written & emailed to me. You may not use this story. Please do not ask me. Thank you. Enjoy. 💀

 The Basement Boogie Man Story by Bryan M. 

I was home alone one night playing video games in my living room when I heard noises coming from downstairs in the basement.
My parents went out for the night with some of their friends for dinner and I had the entire house to myself. And it felt refreshing to finally have some alone time and play video games on our big screen Plasma TV.
We had a 50 inch Pioneer High definition Plasma and I remember being so excited about playing Halo 2 all night on this thing online with my friends.
After playing for an hour, I thought I heard and felt movement coming from down below me in the basement.
I muted my headphones and listened out but heard nothing. So I continued playing…
Two hours went by when I heard and felt the same movement below me again, so I muted my headset once more and listened a little closer. This time it was louder and it felt like something actually hit the basement ceiling below me.
I told my friends to hang on a second then I walked to the entrance door leading to the basement.
There’s also a side door entrance that leads to the basement from outside of my house, which is about 7 steps down from the hallway entrance door that leads to the basement, and it was open.
Not much. But enough to seem as if someone let themselves in and didn’t shut it all the way.
I slowly walked down the steps and shut the side door and locked it. I was seriously freaked out and scared. I mean, there was no one home except me. And I lived in a good neighborhood. Nothing bad ever happened around here.
Curiosity got the better of me so I figured I'd check out the basement. I flicked the lights on and everything seemed fine just as it should be.
But we have a storage room tucked away at the end of the basement hall, and I couldn't resist making sure everything was in order in there too.
I literally tip-toed towards the storage room and I could feel my heart racing.
I grabbed my trusty old aluminum baseball bat I had stashed beside our mountain bikes and gripped onto that thing ready to swing for the bleachers if anyone came charging out of that storage room.
As I moved closer to the storage room door I could feel my hands beginning to get clammy. And what felt like an hour was only a few minutes when I stopped and just stared at the door.
The fear and sheer anxiety was holding me back from opening that door.
But I had to find out what made those noises.
I reached for the door knob and turned it and pushed the door open with my bat. And as soon the door was half way open, someone kicked the door shut and growled at me like an animal.
I fell on my ass but got right back up and never ran so fast in my life. I ran and tripped up the basement steps but made it back safely into my house, locked the door, and told my friends I had an intruder in the basement and that I had to call the cops.
I dropped my headset and I could hear my friends voices saying “what the fuck and holy shit are you serious?” as I ran to grab my cell phone to dial 911.
While I’m on the phone with the 911 operator, I could hear pounding on the basement ceiling coming from down below me. I shouted to the 911 operator that someone broke into my house and was in my basement storage room.
The operator was asking me question after question, but I was so frightened I couldn’t answer any of them and just kept telling her to please send help because there’s someone in my basement.
“Someone broke into my house, please help!”
She told me to calm down and find a place to hide and told me help was on the way.
So I hid in my bedroom closet…
My breath was bouncing off of the telephone and hitting me back in the face from how fast I was breathing.
The operator asked me for my name again and now I told her. She asked me my age, where my parents were and I told her. She asked if anyone else was in the house besides me and I said “no it’s just me.”
She asked me if there was any way she could get in touch with my parents so I gave her both of their cell numbers. She told me not to hang up and to stay on the phone with her no matter what. She told me I was doing fine and that everything would be fine, that there were 2 police units heading to my house and they would be there any second.
And then the pounding on the basement ceiling started up again!
And this time the pounding was so loud it sounded like a demolition team was rearranging my entire basement!
The operator asked me what was going on and if I was okay? She asked me “what was that noise?
And I told her whoever is downstairs is banging on the basement ceiling and won’t stop. She told me to hold tight and that the police had arrived and were outside in front of my house. She asked me if there was any way the police could enter my house without breaking down any doors.
I told her I didn’t want to leave the closet. I told her I was very scared and that I didn’t want to go anywhere.
She told me not to worry as the banging from the basement was somehow now coming from underneath my bedroom closet.
I shouted “Please help me! The banging is underneath me!
And then I heard my side door getting kicked in from the police. I ran out of my closet and ran to the back door and heard the police yelling out commands as they walked down the basement steps.
The banging kept increasing as they shouted “make yourself known.
The operator told me to stay put so that’s what l did as the police continued giving out commands without getting any answers from anyone.
I heard a door getting kicked in assuming it was the storage room door, but then I heard them say to each other “there’s no one here it’s all clear.”
The cops searched the entire house and found no one.
It couldn’t be possible…
I kept telling them that there had to have been someone here. That someone had to have been in my basement. I told them that the side door was slightly open like someone came in and forgot to shut it but that we always kept that side door locked. That I opened the storage room door and someone kicked the door shut and then growled at me. That there was banging on the basement ceiling.
They tried using the excuse of me being a kid with an over amplified imagination.
So what the fuck was all that banging that I heard? The cops heard it. The operator heard it.
This couldn’t have been playing out in everyone’s imaginations.
The police took down notes of what I heard and saw and then my parents got home. And right before my parents walked through the now broken side door, the cops were laughing with each other and one of them even said “maybe his house is haunted?”
Well, if that was the case, then, why didn’t anything ever happen again?
I was 17 years old when that crazy night happened. And I lived at my parents house until I was 23 before getting my own place. I’m going on 37 and nothing ever happened again at my parents house.
Believe me, I’ve asked them…
And even stayed there some nights throughout the years on the weekends waiting for something to happen again.
They’re going on vacation next month for their 40th wedding anniversary.
And I’ve given this a lot of thought. Many years and nights of endless thought.
So much so that it kind of consumed me.
My friends that were playing Halo with me that night? They heard everything through their headsets and we’ve talked about this for a long time together, too.
Next month when my parents leave, we plan on doing a Oujia board session in the basement storage room.
I need to know if that house is really haunted or not…
💀
Hope you enjoyed this creepy ‘allegedly’ True, Mysterious Haunted House Story. Again, please don’t ask me to use this. It is for reading purposes only. Thanks you for understanding. If you have your own creepy True story you’d like told in video format, let me know. Every story I create I turn into a single Horror Short. So, you’ll have your own video to watch the Horror unfold. Long, Short. It doesn’t matter. As long as it can be up to 8 minutes long in video.
Thanks again. Stay Sinister.
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Hi everyone, We recently adopted two guinea pigs, I love them so much already. Everything seems to be going great, there is just one thing I feel like could be done a bit more efficiently, but not sure how.
For hay they have two main places in their cage, a through or rack, the bars are far apart enough for their leggies to not get stuck, they can put their snout in but not their entire head. It seems this is too much effort for them cause they don't use it very often.
Then there is a tray where we just put the hay. It is big enough for them to sit in it. It must very comfortable cause they see it both as a feeding place and a toilet... Note that we do already have two "toilet areas" which they also use a lot.
So I was curious, what do others use as their primary hay feeders? Something that is both comfortable to use but not "too" comfortable for them to do their business into it 😅 Thank you so much in advance.

Hi there :) In a week, I have a practice ochem exercise/quiz that I need to pass to get through to the real exam in a few months Its online and its not controlled or anything, phones & notes are allowed etc., you’re allowed to work with friends/peers and its multiple choice only :)
Before I get scolded (:p) I’ve signed up for a tutor and im on a good path for the real exam, but im unsure if my sole brain is capable of passing this practice quiz so soon
Sooo, im kindly kindly asking whether someone would want to act as my “smart chem friend” and help me on this I’ll obviously attempt all (good practice for the real exam) but having someone else take it as well (ill send photos), so i can double check would be immensely helpful
If you're interested, I'd be more than willing to compensate you for your expertise. I'm only reaching out because the guidelines permit collaboration, and unfortunately, none of my friends take any chemistry subjects
Thanks a lot in advance!

I can't compose for shit and sadly all the songs I used in the past for the story (don't ask) are copyrighted and I'm a brokie who is nawt going to bug the makers to ask if I can use their song in a mid game.
Also on another note, is there a cabin asset in MV? I'm blind as a bat and was tryna find a cabin asset but I couldn't tell what was what.
Thanks in advanc, Steve.

im making this post on a throwaway account to avoid any family input or what have you. i want to start off by saying the dog i mention in this post has been close to me and my partner since my mother brought him home about 2 years ago and the reason for this is simply because we have been taking care of and raising him like he was ours since she got him because all she wanted him for was so that she could look cute with him on social media (where she basically lives digitally). about a year after she got him problems had arised in the household mainly because of me, i had just got back to her house after spending 2021 back in my hometown three hours from where we lived after she kicked me out of her house for questioning her on account of a current gf i had at the time (who did start the issue and waited until my mom kicked me out to come clean). it was fine with me i took that on the chin because at the end of the day i was wrong for coming at my mom for assuming she didnt like my partner bc she was white. fast forward a year later about early 2022. and we talk about our bond and she says i can come back and get myself together because she knew i was in a fucked up situation financially where i was staying. i come back to her house in 2022 and she had told me before i even came back that she just wanted me to focus on myself and not worry about her bills. i wasnt eager to go with this decision but it was smart considering i was basically starting from scratch with life in general. got a job not too long after i got back and met my current partner (we'll call her beck). beck is white while me and my family are black and trust me this information is important. beck comes into the picture and we hang out more and she starts coming over some days hanging out in my room and i went to her house twice because her mother kept the place in shitty conditions and basically tried to downplay her own daughter right in front of me both times. i could tell beck had issues with being home and she too was in the process of getting her life together without even saying any of this. so i knew being with me in my room at my moms house was her only escape. mom for random reasons started having issues with beck cleaning the house for her while she was at work or taking care of the dog in a way my mother didnt approve. then it graduated to beck "stealing" money from her but her never having the proof or the funds to back it up to begin with. my mothers partner at the time of like 8 or 9 years who we'll call randy was cool as hell but somehow never managed to avoid fighting with her verbally. this went on the whole time i was there and randy ended up leaving and they broke up. problem was randy left right around the time i started fumbling with my jobs and needing to look around. now i wanna say im no saint, i spent my time searching for jobs AND gaming bc im a gamer. problem was i was taking too long this time around and theres no excuse. she started turning the heat on me and my partner once randy left and i started getting fed up because she was now asking for rent money while belittling me and my partner for being "laid up in her house". again, fair point. so my next step was realizing whether i had a job or not this woman was a firestarter no matter what you had going on. getting up early morning to say little slick comments in the morning because she wanted to get a reaction. by this point me and my partner are looking for a new place to live while we figure things out. my mother catches wind of this and starts asking when we'll take the dog after we get the place. now me knowing that she wont take proper care of him, i agree to take him with us and her response is "well hes not going anywhere until i see the house that yall move to. i wanna see everything to make sure its good for my baby"(the dog). i immediately got pissed and told her its not going down like that and that she needs to start considering how she speaks to people mainly me because im not gonna keep dealng with it. she got offended and kicked me and my partner AND THE DOG out of the room mid convo bc she didnt like what i said. me and my partner go back to my room and close the door to which she comes out saying "disrespectful little motherfucker talking to your mother like that" super loud. i let that one get to me and i mistakenly opened my door and started arguing. out of nowhere she hits me with "n***a fuck you" "you wont have to worry about me or the dog because NOW you AINT seeing him how about that" i said "thats fine hes not a bargaining chip". she went back to her room and slammed the door. didnt speak to me for like a week. my birthday comes around after this long week and she working the day of. i didnt expect her to say shit bc i know my mother and shes that petty. what i didnt expect was for her to hop on social media and wish early happy birthdays to two family members that werent me. ok fine thats cool. she gets home that same day and asks my partner if sai(the dog) has been out. my partner says "no we couldnt take him because his leash and collar are in the room and you locked the door. she had been locking the door ever since she started blaming beck for stealing from her. so once she realized the dog hadnt been out because she locked the door, she tells beck to "ask him if he'll take him out" by this point ive been told im not shit and im not needed and the first thing u say to me on my birthday is "can you take him out" i said no. rage ensued as she slammed the bathroom door on her way out of it. this time she kept walking passed my door talking more shit. more of the usual "i gave you life and you treat me like this" i told her to get away from the door with the nonsense and she started a full argument and said we had to go tomorrow. tomorrow rolls around and we wait for her to go to work so we can leave in peace. she normally got home around 9pm but on this day here she comes strolling in at 2pm right in the middle of packing. paces in front of our door talking shit and this time beck responds saying "we're leaving you need to let us be". this woman then told my partner she was going to beat her ass. i immediately shut that down too because i never seen my mother get tough with anybody. and here she is getting tough with the one person who hates confrontation. after i told her she wasnt even that type of person she replies with i'll stab both of yall in yall sleep. said weird stuff like "thats right i forgot i cant throw pussy on you and call you sexy like her im just the mother you dont have to respect". beck calls me sexy every day. its our little corny but cute word between us. anyway after 30 more minutes of bullshit arguing we leave for becks moms house which fucking sucked until my brother offered me a job in California working with him and my dad. throughout the 5 or 6 months of me being there i was making good money and even tho my mom was fucked up to me, i sent her funds when i could. my father found out i was sending funds to my mom AND my sisters (his daughters with other women) and the fuckhead accused me of using him then when i told him save it for after work(we worked the same construction site) the motherfucker sat there next to me and argued with himself bc i started ignoring the "i feel like your playing with me" comments because i told him "im a grown ass man and we are at work. you are not to question me about shit because you wont get an answer you like. i help my family out because its my money. simple" he then grabbed my shirt yelling "who are you talking to" snatched his hand off and he gets in my face saying "DONT FUCKIN TOUCH ME" so i replied calm "dont touch me at all. thats the last free one your gonna get" dude looks around the lot at a crowd and says "you wanna fight or something? yall wouldnt be working here without me" i couldnt help but laugh in his face for trying to cause scene for an audience and went home. packed me and my partner up, came back to new york where im from. stayed with my mom for a month before me and my partner rushed and got into the place we have now. problem was now that we had our own space, my mom pushed sai off on us and dude practically lived with us. barely went home.fast forward to like 2 weeks ago. by this point we have our two cat boys cosmo and dexter. they are babies. 4months and some change to be exact. we tried introducing sai to the boys multiple times a day and he kept jumping at them or scaring them. the only option was to let sai sleep in the living room. we kept my mother in the loop with him because by law, hes "her dog". she started her little comments over text to beck immediately "if yall plan on mistreating my baby he dont have to be there" then told beck "im venting if you mention this to my son im gonna cuss you tf out" we let that one slide because now i was building my evidence so when i bugged tf out, i wasnt wrong. next day some old dude on our block got aggressive with beck for walking sai "on his block" she called me to come handle it and i get there and back him off. by this point im pissed. beck calls my mother to tell her sai gotta go home this week hes been with us since we got our place. mother catches a attitude and i again let it go. two days later beck has a goofy moment and brings sai in the room seconds after her, the boys and i just got up. dexter pops sai on the nose for getting too close. beck moves asai then scrunches dex to put him in time out. i got annoyed when she scrunched my furry boy. told her dont do that shit again even tho it supposedly doesn't hurt them, i dont like seeing it especially when it all happened because she was doing too much too early. she had a moment and told my mom he has to go "because your son is getting annoyed". mother responds "he can come today he'll be fine at home by himself. hes favoring those cats over his brother (sai). i immediately got pissed at both of them. called my mother and told her hes going home and hes not coming back because im tired of the comments of neglect when i actively tried to introduce him to the boys with no progress. i mean FUCK i kept the boys stuck in the room in their own home so your dog can fuck our living room and kitchen up. i then got on beck for being a firestarter to which she argued me on. then i told her the relationship was on the verge of being done because your not gonna be sitting around me starting shit. i didnt let up until she realized how petty she was being and how at risk we were because of it. my mother then argued me down telling me im dumb. and then she basically skipped over the fact she didnt reach out to her son to see what happened before coming at me in a side convo with beck. beck brought the convo to my attention which was wat initially set me off but i made sure to get on her ass instigating an issue where there was none. mom then called beck a white trash stealing dirty bitch. we told her to come get her dog. i cut contact soon as she left. a day later i find out she called the women on her side of the family and fabricated the whole story i didnt bother clearing it up or giving her that satisfaction of a response. then 2 days ago she called my phone and i let it ring. haven't spoken since. AITAH here? genuine question

I filed my first claim, went thru the whole c&p process, waited patiently in evidence gathering for months, went to pfn, got a decision letter, was granted a percentage, one claim deferred, and also noted on the letter that *incompetency was proposed , and back pay will be withheld. I’m guessing one of the mental health examiners marked the wrong box or misconstrued something during my MH exam c&p, I have no idea cause I did this myself with this communities help. I had no Vso or lawyer so I cannot see the actual dbq🤦🏻‍♂️ to see what was written in that regards. my claim status recently went back to evidence gathering I’m guessing due to the deferred claim. I immediately had my va clinical psychologist that I see weekly for sessions to write a letter in support of my financial competence along with a 4138 from myself detailing my financial obligations I pay on time monthly and submitted it. With all that backstory said, my question is. Will that new evidence I submitted be reviewed since technically the claim isn’t closed yet because of that deferred claim clarification? And if so do they just send a new decision letter stating any corrections or discrepancies from the first decision letter? I know all of this will just take time but I have no problem hurrying up and waiting. Just making sure there wasn’t some other avenue of correcting this issue and receiving the back pay that’s due without being appointed a fiduciary. Also does my newly uploaded evidence go back to the same rater or person that drafted the initial decision letter? And advice would be helpful or any vba to chime in with clarification would be most helpful on my anxiety. Thanks.

This ‘allegedly’ True Mysterious Haunted Home story was written & emailed to me. It will also be available on my YouTube and TikTok channels tomorrow for viewing if you wish to watch it in storytelling/video format. You may not use this story. Please do not ask me. Thank you. Enjoy. 💀

 The Basement Boogie Man Story by Bryan M. 

I was home alone one night playing video games in my living room when I heard noises coming from downstairs in the basement.
My parents went out for the night with some of their friends for dinner and I had the entire house to myself. And it felt refreshing to finally have some alone time and play video games on our big screen Plasma TV.
We had a 50 inch Pioneer High definition Plasma and I remember being so excited about playing Halo 2 all night on this thing online with my friends.
After playing for an hour, I thought I heard and felt movement coming from down below me in the basement.
I muted my headphones and listened out but heard nothing. So I continued playing…
Two hours went by when I heard and felt the same movement below me again, so I muted my headset once more and listened a little closer. This time it was louder and it felt like something actually hit the basement ceiling below me.
I told my friends to hang on a second then I walked to the entrance door leading to the basement.
There’s also a side door entrance that leads to the basement from outside of my house, which is about 7 steps down from the hallway entrance door that leads to the basement, and it was open.
Not much. But enough to seem as if someone let themselves in and didn’t shut it all the way.
I slowly walked down the steps and shut the side door and locked it. I was seriously freaked out and scared. I mean, there was no one home except me. And I lived in a good neighborhood. Nothing bad ever happened around here.
Curiosity got the better of me so I figured I'd check out the basement. I flicked the lights on and everything seemed fine just as it should be.
But we have a storage room tucked away at the end of the basement hall, and I couldn't resist making sure everything was in order in there too.
I literally tip-toed towards the storage room and I could feel my heart racing.
I grabbed my trusty old aluminum baseball bat I had stashed beside our mountain bikes and gripped onto that thing ready to swing for the bleachers if anyone came charging out of that storage room.
As I moved closer to the storage room door I could feel my hands beginning to get clammy. And what felt like an hour was only a few minutes when I stopped and just stared at the door.
The fear and sheer anxiety was holding me back from opening that door.
But I had to find out what made those noises.
I reached for the door knob and turned it and pushed the door open with my bat. And as soon the door was half way open, someone kicked the door shut and growled at me like an animal.
I fell on my ass but got right back up and never ran so fast in my life. I ran and tripped up the basement steps but made it back safely into my house, locked the door, and told my friends I had an intruder in the basement and that I had to call the cops.
I dropped my headset and I could hear my friends voices saying “what the fuck and holy shit are you serious?” as I ran to grab my cell phone to dial 911.
While I’m on the phone with the 911 operator, I could hear pounding on the basement ceiling coming from down below me. I shouted to the 911 operator that someone broke into my house and was in my basement storage room.
The operator was asking me question after question, but I was so frightened I couldn’t answer any of them and just kept telling her to please send help because there’s someone in my basement.
“Someone broke into my house, please help!”
She told me to calm down and find a place to hide and told me help was on the way.
So I hid in my bedroom closet…
My breath was bouncing off of the telephone and hitting me back in the face from how fast I was breathing.
The operator asked me for my name again and now I told her. She asked me my age, where my parents were and I told her. She asked if anyone else was in the house besides me and I said “no it’s just me.”
She asked me if there was any way she could get in touch with my parents so I gave her both of their cell numbers. She told me not to hang up and to stay on the phone with her no matter what. She told me I was doing fine and that everything would be fine, that there were 2 police units heading to my house and they would be there any second.
And then the pounding on the basement ceiling started up again!
And this time the pounding was so loud it sounded like a demolition team was rearranging my entire basement!
The operator asked me what was going on and if I was okay? She asked me “what was that noise?
And I told her whoever is downstairs is banging on the basement ceiling and won’t stop. She told me to hold tight and that the police had arrived and were outside in front of my house. She asked me if there was any way the police could enter my house without breaking down any doors.
I told her I didn’t want to leave the closet. I told her I was very scared and that I didn’t want to go anywhere.
She told me not to worry as the banging from the basement was somehow now coming from underneath my bedroom closet.
I shouted “Please help me! The banging is underneath me!
And then I heard my side door getting kicked in from the police. I ran out of my closet and ran to the back door and heard the police yelling out commands as they walked down the basement steps.
The banging kept increasing as they shouted “make yourself known.
The operator told me to stay put so that’s what l did as the police continued giving out commands without getting any answers from anyone.
I heard a door getting kicked in assuming it was the storage room door, but then I heard them say to each other “there’s no one here it’s all clear.”
The cops searched the entire house and found no one.
It couldn’t be possible…
I kept telling them that there had to have been someone here. That someone had to have been in my basement. I told them that the side door was slightly open like someone came in and forgot to shut it but that we always kept that side door locked. That I opened the storage room door and someone kicked the door shut and then growled at me. That there was banging on the basement ceiling.
They tried using the excuse of me being a kid with an over amplified imagination.
So what the fuck was all that banging that I heard? The cops heard it. The operator heard it.
This couldn’t have been playing out in everyone’s imaginations.
The police took down notes of what I heard and saw and then my parents got home. And right before my parents walked through the now broken side door, the cops were laughing with each other and one of them even said “maybe his house is haunted?”
Well, if that was the case, then, why didn’t anything ever happen again?
I was 17 years old when that crazy night happened. And I lived at my parents house until I was 23 before getting my own place. I’m going on 37 and nothing ever happened again at my parents house.
Believe me, I’ve asked them…
And even stayed there some nights throughout the years on the weekends waiting for something to happen again.
They’re going on vacation next month for their 40th wedding anniversary.
And I’ve given this a lot of thought. Many years and nights of endless thought.
So much so that it kind of consumed me.
My friends that were playing Halo with me that night? They heard everything through their headsets and we’ve talked about this for a long time together, too.
Next month when my parents leave, we plan on doing a Oujia board session in the basement storage room.
I need to know if that house is really haunted or not…
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Hope you enjoyed this creepy ‘allegedly’ True, Mysterious Haunted House Story. Again, please don’t ask me to use this. It is for reading and viewing (if you wish on my YouTube channel tomorrow night) purposes only. Thanks you for understanding. If you have your own creepy True story you’d like told in video format, let me know. Every story I create I turn into a single Horror Short. So, you’ll have your own video to watch the Horror unfold. Long, Short. It doesn’t matter. As long as it can be up to 8 minutes long in video.
Thanks again. Stay Sinister.
👻

Hi guys.
Can anyone please point me in the direction of where I can sell unique/rare Mil challenge coins please?
I was given x3 Australian SASR coins along with a letter from that specific Unit Operator. I have multiple proofs of provenance of the Coins.
I am looking to sell x2 of the 3 coins to help me fund a large purchase for my Dads upcoming birthday.
I am aware the coins will sell for significant amounts if put in front of the right buyecollector but I have zero idea where to find said buyers.
Can anyone please help and point me in the direction of a busness/buyer for this kind of thing? It would be massively appreciated.
I dont want to sell openly on anything like Ebay.
I did come across a business on Ebay called Rolyat who are selling DEVGRU, CAG & other assorted SOCOM coins/patches for upwards of $2500 in some cases. I sent them a lengthy email last week with no reply.
Note - I dont want to post the coins as they are very specific and I have never seen them posted online. I dont want to be the first.

hey guys,
i've been having trouble sleeping lately because my sleep position is suddenly really uncomfortable. i feel like i need to make myself a physical nest, like barriers and all, to maybe find some hope in comfortable sleep again. i live in university housing so i can't get a different mattress but i suppose i could buy a protector or something for some thickness.
anyways i was wondering if anyone had suggestions for soft warm things. i also really enjoy compression and i think i would have a blast with a sensory sock but i've never used one. i love using tension in blankets to hold my legs up if they're hanging off a chair. that kind of thing if you get my vibe. i also wish i could do curtains around my bed but obviously i can't put hooks in my ceiling. that is to say though that i love that sort of feeling of closed-off privacy. sometimes the bedroom door doesn't feel like enough.
i hop this makes any sort of sense. i'm looking for advice on nesting in a more literal, physically comfortable sense. thank u