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I fear things that are beyond scientific explanations. Things that lurk inside our minds, waiting to strike at a moment of desperation, like fear itself. We are afraid of Fear. Fear as in you fear things that may fear you. Sounds a bit complicated but you'll get the point. I fear mostly the "super natural", things our mind makes up itself. We can escape from people but we can't escape our Mind. But I also fear what other people mostly fear, like murderers, kidnappers, robbers, illnesses, accidents, losses, anything with an intention to harm us in any way. Do you get paranoid when you feel something isn't right? What scares you?

None of that crap really, I do have an imagination however but even when I think/read about " scary" stuff it still remains "unreal".
Things that do scare me are "real" things like Lions, I have a real fear of being hunted down and being eaten by Lions.....not very likely in England i know, but Lions are real if you know what I mean, ghosts and the supernatural don't affect me that way, I think something is missing in me and I should be afraid of the dark.

Walking on a lonely country road late at night. I did it once when I ran out of gas. I had to walk about nine miles to home. and at one point I could hear something walking behind me and when I stopped, it stopped and when I started walking it started walking, click click click click. Scary.

Bighuey wrote:Walking on a lonely country road late at night. I did it once when I ran out of gas. I had to walk about nine miles to home. and at one point I could hear something walking behind me and when I stopped, it stopped and when I started walking it started walking, click click click click. Scary.

Hahaha Bighuey, I think it was all a figment of your imagination, fuelled by all the horror books and movies that you have consumed. All though it might have been............(cue Scary Music).

Gannon wrote:

Bighuey wrote:Walking on a lonely country road late at night. I did it once when I ran out of gas. I had to walk about nine miles to home. and at one point I could hear something walking behind me and when I stopped, it stopped and when I started walking it started walking, click click click click. Scary.

Hahaha Bighuey, I think it was all a figment of your imagination, fuelled by all the horror books and movies that you have consumed. All though it might have been............(cue Scary Music).

I dont know, whatever it was it was scary. I had a small pocket knife and I held it open all the way home. It was probably a deer but you never know. What would have really been scary if it had been a skunk.

I fear of no money in my pocket ^^

Bighuey wrote:

Gannon wrote:

Bighuey wrote:Walking on a lonely country road late at night. I did it once when I ran out of gas. I had to walk about nine miles to home. and at one point I could hear something walking behind me and when I stopped, it stopped and when I started walking it started walking, click click click click. Scary.

Hahaha Bighuey, I think it was all a figment of your imagination, fuelled by all the horror books and movies that you have consumed. All though it might have been............(cue Scary Music).

I dont know, whatever it was it was scary. I had a small pocket knife and I held it open all the way home. It was probably a deer but you never know. What would have really been scary if it had been a skunk.

NO WAY. It was the boogeyman, and you're lucky to be alive. I know. I've heard him, too. See, he only shows up after you've been watching/reading something scary, 'cause he KNOWS.

I can handle watching a scary movie that is really improbable, but if there is some possibility that it could really happen, THAT really freaks me out.

I fear that thing that sits in the dark and creeps up right behind you just after you cut off the lights and start walking out of the room. It slinks up behind you step for step when you climb the stairs out of your dark basement. If you stop, stand very still and concentrate you can feel it brush the back of your neck ever so lightly. You may not notice it but it's always there just on the other side of where you can see. It appears in mirrors the split second you look away and is gone milliseconds before you look back.

Tip the Bottle wrote:I fear that thing that sits in the dark and creeps up right behind you just after you cut off the lights and start walking out of the room. It slinks up behind you step for step when you climb the stairs out of your dark basement. If you stop, stand very still and concentrate you can feel it brush the back of your neck ever so lightly. You may not notice it but it's always there just on the other side of where you can see. It appears in mirrors the split second you look away and is gone milliseconds before you look back.

Wow, now I have got the creeps just reading that post. What's that noise behind me while I type? What's that scraping on the window? Phew it was only a tree. I am getting up to make sure the door is locked.

Reaching for your neck.... you can smell it cant you its been dead for so very long... reaching for your neck... touching your neck....AAAAAAGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!

Bighuey wrote:Reaching for your neck.... you can smell it cant you its been dead for so very long... reaching for your neck... touching your neck....AAAAAAGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!

BIGHUEY, CUT IT OUT MAN. I am a big strong man, I am not a wuss, I am a big strong man, I am not a wuss. What the hell was that noise outside. It sounded like a chainsaw.

Oh, fine. I'll cut it out. Gal can't have any fun around here. *grumble, grumble...dragging chainsaw dejectedly*

Tralala wrote:Oh, fine. I'll cut it out. Gal can't have any fun around here. *grumble, grumble...dragging chainsaw dejectedly*

Phew, I thought it was the guy from the texas chainsaw massacre.

Or worse yet, a Killer Tomato.