
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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As a wee lassie of about 4 years younger than I am now, I went to see The Ring at the picture house.
I enjoyed the film and was of course slightly scared.
A week later, almost to the hour, I was pottering around in my room and I sat down on the bed to pick a textbook out of the bookshelf. The television on top of the shelf turned on. All on its own.
A little bit of poo nearly came out, I screamed, and jumped up... only to find I had sat on the remote control.
Uhuh.
( , Tue 27 Feb 2007, 2:10, Reply)
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