Post by speckledfrog on Jul 9, 2012 11:45:34 GMT -5
I had this happen to me once in HS. I will start by saying that I am the biggest scaredy cat. I watched Urban Legends in college and had to sleep with the lights on. I am pretty sure that murderers invade my house the instant the lights go off. I never went into our laundry room growing up if I was the only one home. Scaredy, wimpy, baby.
Somehow my friend convinced me to drive down Cuba Road, close to where I grew up. It was supposedly haunted and there were wild stories off all sorts - haunted graveyard, abandoned insane asylum, mausoleum surrounded by a hedge maze and guarded by gun wielding, grieving father. You know, the usual.
So, we're tooling down the road and the further we get, the creepier everything seems. We did pass a graveyard which was covered in mist when nothing else was. We end up crossing over railroad tracks and the road suddenly narrows and there are no more streetlights. I swear I saw a broken down fence and figured that must be there the asylum was. The road is covered by giant trees and around every corner I imagine there is a man with a pick ax (to kill us) and a shovel (to bury us). I'm going like 2 miles and hour and as we round a corner my friend screams out "OMG, CALL 911!"
I start screaming like a banshee, then she starts scream. I start sobbing hysterically and have gone pretty much into the fetal position. She keeps yelling, "TURN AROUND! TURN AROUND!" Meanwhile, the entire right side of my body has gone completely numb and I sob, "I...don't...think...I...can!" and I try to fling my arm at the steering wheel. Finally I gain control of myself and we light out there like a bat out of hell.
Once we get to safer territory she asks me why I screamed. I ask her why she said to call 911. It turns out that as we rounded the corner she spotted a sign that said to call 911 in an emergency and she thought it was funny. So she said, "Omg, call 911." Suddenly I started screaming which freaked her out so she started screaming. We laughed forever about it. But I did learn that I am nearly useless in life or death situations.
Post by EmilieMadison on Jul 9, 2012 11:51:05 GMT -5
LOL! I either love scary stuff, or I hate it. I made DH come into the bathroom with me for a week after we saw "The Ring" (I can barely even type the name without creeping myself out!).
This weekend we went to our cabin without the kids and a friend spent the night. We in the hot tub after it was dark out and we were the only ones there. I would have gone into the pool, but one corner of the deep end was all shadow-y and no pool lights were on and I was honest to god terrified of what "might be down there"...like pool sharks. DH and my friend thought I was kidding. Nope.
Post by BieberMyBalls on Jul 9, 2012 12:26:47 GMT -5
speckledfrog- I literally laughed until I cried at your story LOL
Speaking of big babies, I am a huge chicken shit. My sisters used this to their advantage when I was little. Once, when I was about 10 or 11, my sisters went to the store and left my friend and I at their house. It was dark, and we were hanging out on the couch watching tv. All of a sudden we hear this BANG on the outside of the house. Didn't think much of it, until we could hear something banging every side of the house. I look outside, and there are flashing red lights just beyond the trees. The friend and I screamed and got on the floor. She crawled over to the kitchen and got a knife, and I grabbed the phone. JUST as we were about the lose our shit, my sister busts open the door laughing so hard she had to run to the bathroom. She had been running around the house hitting the walls. The flashing lights were the car lights. I'm pretty sure I called her a fucking bitch.
Post by speckledfrog on Jul 9, 2012 12:31:16 GMT -5
Bieber, it still kills me and it's been like 14 years. (omg, I'm old!)
My brothers and I used to scare each other all the time and have tons of stories like yours. One of the best from my brother is when he was home alone and was talking on the phone with his friend. He heard someone sniff inside the house and nearly lost his shit and ran into the kitchen to hide. He kept telling his friend that he heard a sniff, "There is again!" When he finally found the courage to stand up and check things out, he noticed our neighbor outside shoveling his driveway...and that's what he thought was a sniffing sound. Ha!
I have literally frozen in fear after seeing a spider. A couple times
Also, my H hid in his closet the other day and waited there with a big stupid look on his face until I noticed he was in there. When I saw him, I froze, screamed at the top of my lungs then attempted murder.
OMG, I would have shit a brick. And then killed him.
One time, right after we were married, I jumped out from around a corner after MH got out of the shower and he punched me in slow-mo. He figured out it was me, but he couldn't stop his reaction.
Also, my H hid in his closet the other day and waited there with a big stupid look on his face until I noticed he was in there. When I saw him, I froze, screamed at the top of my lungs then attempted murder.
this kind of shit pisses me off SO MUCH!
Yes. BF has done this once. I was coming out of the bathroom and he was just standing there waiting for me. When I noticed him I screamed and punched him in the head.
Post by BieberMyBalls on Jul 9, 2012 12:40:49 GMT -5
Oh! I thought of one more lol. My H and I decided to go away for a weekend to Niagara Falls. We were feeling brave, so we checked out some of the haunted houses. We went into a couple of them that were mildly scary, decided to go into Nightmares Fear Factory. Holy fuck. It started out not so bad, you had to follow lights down a hallway and a few things popped out at you. We came to the end of the hallway, and there was this big pitch black hole in the wall. The goal is for the actors to scare the surpreme shit out of you and get you to chicken out. There was a voice in the black hole calling to us and asking us to go in. I must have said H's name at one point, because they stared saying "Jeff, come in..walk into the darkness Jeff." Suddenly they scream in a demonic voice "GET IN HERE NOW!" And that is about the time I felt like I was going to pass the fuck out. Eventually we went in, but not after me threatening to high tail it the other way. They kept grabbing at us and making freaky noises as we walked through. I had had just about enough so I closed my eyes and let H lead me the rest of the way. We get out of the complete darkness, walking along, and all of a sudden there's flashing lights and H falls to the floor. I haul him up (screaming my head off) and start shoving him to move and he's yelling "No! No! Stop!" Apparently a jeep had popped out of the wall, and I was shoving him at it lmao. I swear every 5 feet something would pop out, and down he would go again. By the end of it, I was exhausted from screaming, and said out loud that I was going to puke. To which the voice in the shadows said, "You're cleaning it up." We walked through the last door and a chorus of creepy voices say "Bye Bye Jeff-fa-fa".
Yes. BF has done this once. I was coming out of the bathroom and he was just standing there waiting for me. When I noticed him I screamed and punched him in the head.
He hasn't done it since.
When we were engaged, H bought a fake mouse that he was planning to use to fuck with me. I found out about it and told him he had to swear NEVER to try to freak me out with it or I would not marry him b/c I couldn't live my life in fear that a mouse was going to jump out at me at any moment. Lol.
He's never tried it. But I think he also lost it shortly after he bought it. I would seriously punch him if he did something like that.
When someone banged on my ground-floor bedroom window in the middle of the night when H was out of town. And then I noticed the dining room light was on....which it had not been when I went to sleep, alone in the apartment. And then the person went to the front window in the living room and banged some more, and then on the front door.
I could. not. move. Except for the shaking.
What happened? Did you figure out why the light was on?
There is a haunted forest at Halloween at a park near my house. We walk our dog at the park in the afternoon and saw all the high school kids showing up to work the haunted forest in their stupid makeup looking like high school kids. So after some wine one night last year my husband convinces me to go. I usually hate stuff like this (I will not go in haunted houses, see scary movies, etc.) but I figured I have seen it all and the angst ridden teenagers who run it how bad can it be.
So we get there wait in line, I start to sober up and think "This may be a bad idea". Well we get in and walk through this house I pee myself a little but think about the $20 I am not getting back if I wimp out and how pissed my husband will be.
Well we get maybe 200 yards into the forest and the horror starts with people jumping out of the ground and getting electrocuted at this point I lose it and start screaming, cussing, and crying. But it is too late I can't turn around because there is no light on the path. I am stuck.
So we walk through this forest of hell. Where I get chased with a chain saw, followed and grabbed by the creepy high school kids, all in the forest in the pitch black. I cried the whole way and kept trying to stab the kids with my keys while screaming "I will stab you, you stupid cunts" and also kicking and punching at them while screaming other lovely phrases. Did I mention all the little kids there.
It ended where we were supposed to walk through this house thing and I was like fuck this and crawled through thorn bushes to get out. I tried walking through this house during the day a few weeks later and still couldn't do it. My husband still has not let me live down my psycho behavior.
Also, my H hid in his closet the other day and waited there with a big stupid look on his face until I noticed he was in there. When I saw him, I froze, screamed at the top of my lungs then attempted murder.
DD & I do this sort of thing to each other all the time.
Post by myordinarylife on Jul 9, 2012 13:41:30 GMT -5
I think this story makes me look really stupid but I'll share it anyway. When I was in college I was driving with a friend in her car in Jersey. I was driving her car because she had had a few drinks. She had a bottle of Coke in the backseat and while we were driving the bottle exploded, the top flew off and hit her in the head and the soda went everywhere. When it exploded it sounded like a gunshot. She starts screaming omg someone shot me, I've been shot and yelling for help. I am covered in a liquid of unknown origin, next to my friend yelling that she's been shot, while driving down Route 46 (this is for those in jersey) during rush hour, on a 90+ degree day. I was swerving all over the road and could not even calm down enough to tell myself to pull over. About two minutes later, I see a cop behind me, finally get it together enough to pull over, I pull over, cop comes to the window, I am sitting there panicking and gripping the steering wheel and my friend is still yelling that she's been shot. Cop radios for am EMT, runs around and gets my friend out of the car, it took him about three minutes to figure out that she had not been shot. She starts to calm down, ambulance pulls up and ends up taking me to the hospital because they were worried I was in shock. Fun times.
Post by myordinarylife on Jul 9, 2012 13:46:34 GMT -5
Jennie, that is funny but not funny if you know what I mean. I couldn't even scream, I was just sitting there. I remember the cop asking for my license and I just sat there staring at him. They did give me a breathalyzer and a tox screen, but I was completely sober, just totally flipped out.
I love to watch scary movies but behind the comfort of a pillow. LOL!
The last time I was paralyzed by fear was when my LO split his head open. There was soo much blood and I seriously paused and was in shock for a few seconds. Then I was in major motion once my brain caught up. I avoid haunted houses like the plague. We went to one years ago when DH and I were first dating and I guy chased me and a friend with a chain saw. She peed her pants and I did a marathon sprint out of there.