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?
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chthonic, Thu 22 Feb 2007, 15:43)
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Blessed relief.A few years ago, I was sitting, bored, on my computer downstairs in my parents house. My parents were out for some party or a meal or whatever and the house was pretty quiet, I was clacking away happily on MSN with a bit of music on.
Then, suddenly, I heard an enourmous crash. It sounded like shattering glass. I froze and didn't even dare to look behind me, as the door was open (computer was facing the opposite wall). What was it? Burglars? Gary Glitter? I tried to compose myself, but couldn't even stop my hands from shaking. My pulse raced and I could feel the blood thumping in my ears. In short, I was shitting it.
After about 2 hours of sitting stiff as a brick, not even daring to type, I still couldn't even move. I just sat there frozen in panic. I didn't even dare to turn the music down to even here if what it was was still around.
A few minutes later, I heard drunken, happy voices and laughter. The sound of the keys jingling in the lock had never brought me such relief. My parents came in and asked what the matter was when they saw the state I was in. I explained and we went to investigate.
The mirror in the dining room had fallen off the wall. A great big thing it was, the nail had slowly succumbed to its weight over the years and it lay before us in pieces.
The feeling of laughing one's arse off after being so terrified is quite exotic.
(, Fri 23 Feb 2007, 2:17, Reply)
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