Dude. I just spent the last five hours downloading horror movies. No, really. Karen, Pedro and me have this thing were we meet, about once a month, to watch horror movies. Yes. I might get the crap scared out of me, but I keep on watching it. Or hiding on Karen's skinny little arm. Whatever works best. *g*
I think I just might have scared myself all alone, in my bedroom. *looks over her shoulder* I'm reminded of the nights I spent reading Martha's
amazing stories. I love her, she's amazing, but she can also write creepy and scary like nobody's business.
No, really. I dare anyone REC ME a story that scares you the most. I might make a meme out of this.
Post here the story that scared you the most. Scared so bad, you kept on looking over you shoulder, out the door of your room/study and then at night, couldn't quite close your eyes.
Yes.
For me, it was Martha's Sentinel story,
Snake Oil. I was scared for days. I kept thinking about it and going back to it in my mind and just scaring myself silly. Or was it
Unsleeping? No, wait. There's a tie. Both of them scared me shitless. *nods* Totally.
What about you?