
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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I had a pretty big fear of the paranormal, after reading a few too many ghost books. While at home alone, my sister having gone to her mate's, I was sitting in the living room, I heard a distict cough from upstairs. Aagh, it's a ghost, it's a ghost!!!!!! I panicked and ran outside to stand in the front garden, wondering if I could find my way to my sister's mate's house, though I'd never been to it before, or even knew where it was. Then I noticed the neighbours dog wandering around. 'I know, that'll protect me' I thought, and proceeded to try and coax the dog inside. Didn't work, so I bit the bullet and went back inside to face my fate. And there I saw her...
My sister. She hadn't gone to her mates at all, never even left the house. I don't even know why I thought she had. She was sitting in the living room, wondering what the hell I was doing outside.
Looking back on it, I'm not sure what a coughing ghost could have actually done to me.
Looking back even further, I'm not sure what use the neighbours Jack Russel would have done to a ghost...
( , Fri 23 Feb 2007, 16:35, Reply)
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