ZOMBIES!
I don't know why, but for some reason I have this weird interest in zombies. I have loads of films featuring them, and the Zombie Survival Guide book. Unfortunately, I am also ridiculously paranoid.
I have actually had to force myself to not watch any of the films, nor read the book, because I know I'll be paranoid for days after.

No matter how much I tell myself that - clearly - they don't exist, I can't help but picture things in my mind. Whenever I walk the dog at night, I concoct little scenarios in my head: What if I saw a zombie over there? Would I run back to my house? Would I try and fight it in case it followed me? Do I have enough wood to barricade the doors and windows? Will my dog take that exact moment to take a dump?

More than once, whilst reading the Zombie Survival Guide, I have thought if it would be worth stockpiling the things it recommends in the book, up in the loft, 'just in case'.

So anyway, what does this have to do with the dark? I'm getting to it you impatient twat.

I'm alone in my house, which is quite unusual in itself. So, what do you think I do, at 10pm at night? That's right, stick in Dawn of the Dead. Even now, I'm banging my head on the desk at the thought.

The film is about 3-quarters through, just at the point where they are trying to get to Andy, the guy in the Gun Shop. And there is a powercut. I am absolutely shitting myself now, because I have no idea what's going on, I'm all alone in the dark, after watching a scary film about something which already gives me the creeps.

I swear I spent a good 10 minutes just quietly sitting at the window, peeking out, seeing if I can see any shambling forms or hear any keening moans. I finally managed to pry myself from the window, and found a torch. I spent the rest of the night huddled in my room, door shut and barred with a chair, trying to find anything to occupy my mind. But as soon as I start drifting off the sleep, my mind keep coming back to that fucking film!

That was about 4 years ago, and I still sleep with the bedside lamp on. I'm 24 years old.
Ultimately, it's not fear, but paranoia, that conjures up my boogie-men. It's still fucking pathetic though.


Edit:: Also, there was the time when - while still attending primary school (so you can get an idea of how young I was) - I went to a friend's house at night and watched Chucky, then walked home in the dark. I was halfway home when I cottoned on that I should be sort of scared after watching that film then walking in the dark, and I legged it home as fast as I could.
( OneSullenBrit *air sandwiches*, Thu 23 Jul 2009, 22:57, 2 replies)

I to have a strange interest in zombies and the like
however I only really have that intense paranoia that there are zombies about when I am walking up the stairs when there are no lights on and everyone else is in bed, oh and after I watched heavy metal when I was still in primary school and for about a week I could sleep without some source as light.
(radial head fracture, Thu 23 Jul 2009, 23:05, closed)

i love zombie films
dawn of the dead is my favourite and the remake(the one you watched) is my second favourite. i have zombie dreams, which are fantastic. they're like watching a new zombie film that NO-ONE ELSE WILL EVER SEE!
in my last place, i had a full zombie survival strategy in place, with a rooftop hideout, candles, supplies and improvised weapons. even now, i've got enough flat-pack furniture to easily barricade my door and windows.
btw, i'm 34 and definitely not scared of zombies.
prepared, maybe, but not scared.
( Smash Monkey lowering the tone of the whole internet, Fri 24 Jul 2009, 0:06, closed)