As my Dad says -
I'm not afraid of ghosts but I hate being caught by the ghoulies.

Anyway, my folks still live in the house I grew up in. It's a really old farm house and is still the only place where I am afraid of the dark. I don't know what it is about it, it just gives me the fear.

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When I was about 6 I had a friend come to stay and she stayed in my room. She had a blow up mattress on the floor. Across an alcove in my room I had a set of shelves, this was at the foot of my bed and her mattress.
As children do we stayed up late talking until my mum came in a put the light out. We soon dropped off to sleep.

Suddenly I was woken by my mum coming into the room, she reached down to the floor and picked up a toy clown car I had.
Now this thing was proper scary, it was a clown car with a clown in it. when switched on it would roll across the floor playing a tune while the clowns head spun round. See, damn scary at the best of times.
It had started up of it's own accord and was rolling along the floor, it's god awful tune had woken my mum up.
She took the batteries out and put the thing back on the shelf.

Go forward about 15 year and I was on a train when I find myself sat opposite the friend, as we weren't at the same school we had lost touch over the years. during reminiscing we recalled the above event.
"the scariest thing' my friend said "was when it started up again even after your mum had taken the batteries out. I remember seeing rolling across the floor at me. I was so frightened that I couldn't cry out".
( Mrs Entity is in hiding., Sat 25 Jul 2009, 22:49, 1 reply)

chortle
sounds like a dildo!
(powervator and NONE SHALL PASS, Sun 26 Jul 2009, 1:36, closed)