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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Lake of doom
I used to go and stay with friends in Canada, and their family owned a private mountain lake (yes, I know...)
I was swimming in said lake, whilst my friend was sunbathing on the rocks (no sand, proper mountain lake this was, with trees right down to the water's edge). It was a very deep lake, and although the water was very very clean, it was also very very dark.
As I swam back towards the rocks, this massive beast appeared on my left - big and kind of yellowy-white and very thrashy - Jaws, if you will.
Well, I am a good swimmer, but obviously sharks have the advantage. Never been so heart-stoppingly scared.
Wasn't until I got out the other end that I realised it was only the sheet of water created by me lifting my arm for the next stroke, with the sun shining through it.
Still took me a while to get back in that lake, and have never swum alone in there since!
( , Fri 23 Feb 2007, 17:02, Reply)
I used to go and stay with friends in Canada, and their family owned a private mountain lake (yes, I know...)
I was swimming in said lake, whilst my friend was sunbathing on the rocks (no sand, proper mountain lake this was, with trees right down to the water's edge). It was a very deep lake, and although the water was very very clean, it was also very very dark.
As I swam back towards the rocks, this massive beast appeared on my left - big and kind of yellowy-white and very thrashy - Jaws, if you will.
Well, I am a good swimmer, but obviously sharks have the advantage. Never been so heart-stoppingly scared.
Wasn't until I got out the other end that I realised it was only the sheet of water created by me lifting my arm for the next stroke, with the sun shining through it.
Still took me a while to get back in that lake, and have never swum alone in there since!
( , Fri 23 Feb 2007, 17:02, Reply)
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