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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Scared ... should have been.I have a tendency to get scared AFTER something has happened, which is not a good survival mechanism.
Many years ago when I lived alone and had just bought my first house in a dodgy part of Sheffield (I didn't know that at the time, of course) I was woken in the middle of the night by someone hammering on the back door shouting 'Help! Police! and such. In my naivity I opened the door and in walked this large 20-something man, shirtless & covered in tats. He started ranting on about how his girlfriend had thrown him out and I had to give him a knife so he could cut off his ear which would stop her from killing him, and more such. I kept him talking and managed eventually to walk him through the house and out of the front door, which I closed behind him. Next morning, when I had time to think about it, I was scared!
The next week my parents came to visit so I was sleeping in the back room only to be woken by the sound of someone trying to batter in the back door with a rock.
I got downstairs just in time to see a hand appear through the new hole in the door. I grabbed it with both hands and dug in all my fingernails as hard as I could. He got away of course, but I know which of us was scared that night! I waited up all night hoping he'd come back so I could kill him.
Postscript - the attitude of the local police - it was my fault for living there! Nice.
(, Fri 23 Feb 2007, 10:43, Reply)
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