When were you last really scared?
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)
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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Dreams make me poo myself
Dreams are the maddest things. The scariest thing that happen to me are things I dream about, not the dreams themselves, but the bit when you wake up and don't quite realise that it is just a dream and not actually real.
Anywayses.
The one that springs to mind was a few years back when I kipped at a mate's on his sofa. He had a cat who slept in the same room as me and it lay down with me and off we both drifted. I woke up in the middle of the night and could feel the weight of the cat on my chest, hear it purring and so on so I reached down to give him a bit of fuss, but couldn't feel the cat anywhere. I wasn't quite with it at that point so I flailed around a bit more trying to find the cat on the bed but couldn't. I could feel it's weight on me but could not find him. As I started to wake up properly the hairs started standing up on the back of my neck and eventually the wierdness of it sank in and I sat bolt upright, at which point the cat's face appeares in front of mine hissing like beelzebub and I leapt out of bed shitting myself. At that point I ACTUALLY woke up, scaring the real cat to death, and it sprang off the bed via my face making me wet my pants in real life.
Is that a first, dreaming about getting the fright of my life which woke me up and led me to getting an actual fright of my life?
( , Thu 22 Feb 2007, 21:59, Reply)
Dreams are the maddest things. The scariest thing that happen to me are things I dream about, not the dreams themselves, but the bit when you wake up and don't quite realise that it is just a dream and not actually real.
Anywayses.
The one that springs to mind was a few years back when I kipped at a mate's on his sofa. He had a cat who slept in the same room as me and it lay down with me and off we both drifted. I woke up in the middle of the night and could feel the weight of the cat on my chest, hear it purring and so on so I reached down to give him a bit of fuss, but couldn't feel the cat anywhere. I wasn't quite with it at that point so I flailed around a bit more trying to find the cat on the bed but couldn't. I could feel it's weight on me but could not find him. As I started to wake up properly the hairs started standing up on the back of my neck and eventually the wierdness of it sank in and I sat bolt upright, at which point the cat's face appeares in front of mine hissing like beelzebub and I leapt out of bed shitting myself. At that point I ACTUALLY woke up, scaring the real cat to death, and it sprang off the bed via my face making me wet my pants in real life.
Is that a first, dreaming about getting the fright of my life which woke me up and led me to getting an actual fright of my life?
( , Thu 22 Feb 2007, 21:59, Reply)
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