
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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Now, ever since I was a kid I've occasionally had nightmares about someone sneaking into my room at night and grabbing me in the dark while I'm lying in bed. It's one of the reasons why I first started sleeping with the door closed.
About six years ago I moved in with my brother and was trying to get to sleep on my first night there. Then I hear a creak, which might have been the door moving. I don't hear anything else, so assume it's just that I'm not used to the noises the house makes yet.
All of a sudden something lands on my chest and, if I hadn't been frozen with fear, I'd have screamed like a little girl. It takes a few seconds to remember that my brother has a cat and, apparently, she likes to sleep in what is now my room.
Of course, after a few months I can't sleep unless she's lying at the foot of my bed.
( , Thu 22 Feb 2007, 21:17, Reply)
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