
We'd been watching the Shining. We were staying in an old church building. In hindsight, taking the shortcut home after midnight, in the mist, through the old graveyard was a bad idea.
I'm not sure what started it, but suddenly all the hairs on my neck had gone up and I was crapping myself. It was almost as bad as when, after a few cups of coffee too many and buzzing on caffeine, I got freaked out by my own reflection in the toilets.
When were you last really scared?
( , Thu 22 Feb 2007, 15:43)
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When I was a wee nipper (around 9) I was helping out my dad in the garden. He was cutting down branches of trees, and I was helping him carry them down the end of the garden so we could have a bonfire with them later. So I start carrying this fairly hefty lump of wood down the garden, when I see a snake. It was a grass snake (although I didn't know it at the time). Terrified, I ran back down the garden, only after about 20 metres did I have the presence of mind to drop the big lump of tree that I was carrying. In hindsight, I probably should have thrown it at the snake.
( , Thu 22 Feb 2007, 21:16, Reply)
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