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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Nocturnal Amputee
I was having a vivid dream that I had lost my arm in a motorcycle accident somehow. My dream was about re-learning how to do everyday tasks one-armedly, such as making a cup of tea. This task was particularly harrowing for some reason as it woke me up with a gasp of horror, in the traditional bolt-upright style. Upon waking I noticed that I COULDN'T FEEL ANY OF MY RIGHT ARM - from the shoulder down was NOTHING, NOTHING!!
I jumped out of bed in a state of abject terror, only to be greeted by my twilight reflection, in which I COULDN'T SEE MY ARM EITHER!!!
I screamed like a little piggy and flailed wildly; only then was my completely-asleep-from-the-shoulder arm revealed. I had to flop it around like an elephant's trunk for a good 5 minutes before the feeling came back.
( , Fri 23 Feb 2007, 14:06, Reply)
I was having a vivid dream that I had lost my arm in a motorcycle accident somehow. My dream was about re-learning how to do everyday tasks one-armedly, such as making a cup of tea. This task was particularly harrowing for some reason as it woke me up with a gasp of horror, in the traditional bolt-upright style. Upon waking I noticed that I COULDN'T FEEL ANY OF MY RIGHT ARM - from the shoulder down was NOTHING, NOTHING!!
I jumped out of bed in a state of abject terror, only to be greeted by my twilight reflection, in which I COULDN'T SEE MY ARM EITHER!!!
I screamed like a little piggy and flailed wildly; only then was my completely-asleep-from-the-shoulder arm revealed. I had to flop it around like an elephant's trunk for a good 5 minutes before the feeling came back.
( , Fri 23 Feb 2007, 14:06, Reply)
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