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Last night I was sorting through the horror novels I plan to read this year, looking at whatās coming out this year. I was also Looking up authors I enjoy reading and checking out their websites for newsletters or blogs. I was circling down further and further into horror literature on the internet when the dog needed to go outside. I opened my front door and what greets me outside my door but a mysterious set of tiny vampire teeth. Perhaps the outdoor cats found them for me since my fangs are so appalling.
Mar 17, 2025
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whether they involve ghosts or time warping or crop circles, I love to listen to peopleās stories about their brushes with the unknownā¦.this is one that happened when I was around seven years old, and recall so vividly it plays like a movie in my mind:
One morning, when my sister and I were very small, my family took us to Santa Fe to visit our uncle. We stayed in a gorgeous old adobe hacienda-style home, with my sister and I sharing a room. One early morning, our first one there, my sister (around four years old at the time) woke all of us up when she ran out of the bathroom absolutely hysterical, screaming that a man was in the bathroom. My parents, jumping to the conclusion that there mustāve been a peeping Tom in the tiny stained glass window adjacent to the toilet, scoured the area for anyone, or any sign of anyone. of course, they found nothing.
Later, when she was calmer and more intelligible, my sister told us a tall man wearing a coat and hat had appeared directly in front of her out of thin air, and sheād had to run around him to escape the bathroom. That evening, when my parents described the incident to my uncle (an architect whose boss graciously allowed us to stay in that house), he told us that while his boss had made jokes about the place being haunted, he never wouldāve guessed it was true.
if you have a creepy story youāve been itching to tell, help us set the Halloween mood at Gilded and send it over! We want to read it for our upcoming Halloween special. Our hearts (and Google form) are open to you ā¤ļøš
Sep 21, 2024
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When I was younger, I was terrified of matadors and the people who threw the tassels into the bull. And so, when I would get my night terrors, I would sleep ram into things thinking they were matadors. This was fine if it was a blanket or a stuffed animal, but the final time it was a locked door. Now, I have scars running through my eyebrow from trying to run down a doorknob in my sleep š
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Feb 24, 2025
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astrid used to terrify me with these legends as we took the bus to my swim practiceā¦
one of my favorites (aka one of the scariest) went like this: āAn old woman lived alone with her small dog in a small cottage in the woods. Every night when she went to bed, she would let her hand dangle off the edge of her bed and the dog would lick it as they both fell asleep.
One night, sheās listening to the radio as she gets ready for bed. A news bulletin interrupts her program to announce that a convicted serial killer has escaped from the local prison and everyone should lock their doors. Frightened, the lady locks her door and checks all the windows. Everything looks secure, so she goes to bed.
Like usual, she lets her hand dangle off the edge of the bed and receives the usual licks. As her eyes start to close, a horrifying chill goes down her spine. In her living room, curled up in front of the fireplace, is her dog.ā
Jan 20, 2025
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Mar 18, 2025
(Besides Marie Sharpās hot sauce)
I havenāt found something that this doesnāt elevate. I especially love the little crunchy soybeans. I am huge fan of more textures in my food.
What are your favorite condiments? Let me see those sauces babygirl
Mar 7, 2025
Also known to use folded post notes and receipts. In cooking magazines and books Iāll use scraps of paper I rip to mark what Iām interested in.
Mar 4, 2025