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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Either way...
There's only one thing I can think of that ever happened to me that has no logical explanation that isn't as scary as a supernatural one.
It was when I was about 13 or 14 and my brother and I would get in from school about half an hour before our dad would get in from work. At the time mum and dad had only given us back door keys , so we'd let ourselves in that way and sit watching TV till the folks got in.
One day we were doing just this when we heard the back door, which my brother had obviously not locked behind him, open and then shut. You had to slam it to get it shut back then (before we got it replaced) so it was pretty loud. We assumed dad had arrived and gone round the back to take the bin round or something, but when no-one was forthcoming we went to check.
No-one. Not a soul. I think in this case, some weirdo going round to our back door (which would involve reaching over to unlock the gate or jumping over a very high wall) and looking into the kitchen is every bit as scary as a supernatural explanation...
( , Tue 27 Feb 2007, 20:17, Reply)
There's only one thing I can think of that ever happened to me that has no logical explanation that isn't as scary as a supernatural one.
It was when I was about 13 or 14 and my brother and I would get in from school about half an hour before our dad would get in from work. At the time mum and dad had only given us back door keys , so we'd let ourselves in that way and sit watching TV till the folks got in.
One day we were doing just this when we heard the back door, which my brother had obviously not locked behind him, open and then shut. You had to slam it to get it shut back then (before we got it replaced) so it was pretty loud. We assumed dad had arrived and gone round the back to take the bin round or something, but when no-one was forthcoming we went to check.
No-one. Not a soul. I think in this case, some weirdo going round to our back door (which would involve reaching over to unlock the gate or jumping over a very high wall) and looking into the kitchen is every bit as scary as a supernatural explanation...
( , Tue 27 Feb 2007, 20:17, Reply)
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