
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 honestly shit myself...
heh, well one time on the way back from the Trafford Centre (Manc', waheey!), me and my mates were walking the long 3 mile trek home.
We come up to a circle and are suddenly chased by 7 gorilla sized chavs, so being the smart blokes we are we run in different directions.
Cunningly i head down the nearest alleyway.
safe?
no.
fucking dead end!!
Cue me, casually strolling out of the alleyway trying not to look like a bloody metal 'ead, shitting it and thinking of my poor, poor face.
I only took a minor beating in the end off 5 or six mid-to-massive sized chavs, and escaped with only a bent nose!
Oh, and back in secondary school some beefy 30-odd year old guy tried strangling me...
First post!!!
( , Tue 27 Feb 2007, 16:38, Reply)
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