
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 was 14, been to see the exorcist and had to cycle home past the churchyard and....as i pedalled past fast in case the undead came for me: nothing happened....except i was being sucked back into the maw of the undead by their tractor beam of black light.
just after i became conscious of the brown stuff/wave of fear, i realised my chain had come off.
i did once get caught shagging red headed Pat(ricia) in Ipswich on a tombstone by a plod (who at least had the decency to let me finish)
now, that was scary too, but in a different manner.
length? enough to scare shoppers in Spar.
( , Fri 23 Feb 2007, 16:48, Reply)
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