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Discussion: What's the scariest thing that's ever happened to you?
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Some hoe kept knocking over all the magazines with Beyoncé on the cover at my old job. I'd pick up 'em up and they'd be right back on the ground a couple minutes later. An unidentifiable entity was about to catch it. 
We moved to a new house back in '04 and we were out by spring 2005. Anyway, there was this one instance when I got in bed and covered up (my head, too), it felt like something sat right on top of me.  It literally felt like I was sinking into the bed due to the weight of whatever was on top of me. I was too ****ing scared to move. I fell asleep in the most uncomfortable position and it was so hot under the covers, but I didn't dare move. The next night I started sleeping under the bed. That's how ****ing scared I was.  That house was so damn scary at night. I literally heard things moving around in the walls and something walking around downstairs when everyone was asleep.
The bathroom was downstairs as well, so that was a mission in and of itself. I would run downstairs, through the living room, through the kitchen and into the bathroom and do whatever I had to do as fast as possible. Then I had turn off the lights without stopping as I made my way back to my room. It was so scary in that damn house. The basement looked as if no one had been in it for years. The last time I saw the house, there were boards in the windows and the windows were all broken. 
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Originally posted by Panthera
Tbh I have something that is even worse then what happened with the shark, but I'm not going to post it. Too ****ed up and beyond anything I've ever experienced. Don't think you guys would want to to hear it
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Post it.
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I can still also vividly remember those nights when I was sleepwalking. They all happened at my grandmother's ancestral house when I was 8. I remember waking up in the morning where my body would feel so exhausted as if I ran a whole marathon. I never woke up in the middle of my sleepwalking, but the whole journey was so vivid it was like a night terror (If you've seen Insidious, it was like that). It was during that time where I would do anything to have my mom's arms embrace me from immense darkness that tormented my sleep. Luckily, the last time that happened was 10 years ago. I guess dark entities and spirits do love to play with children's souls.
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I'm always scared to sleep facing up, cuz when I was little my dumbass uncle would always wake me up and scare me by smiling creepily on top of me.
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Member Since: 10/19/2010
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Originally posted by MrElektro
I'm always scared to sleep facing up, cuz when I was little my dumbass uncle would always wake me up and scare me by smiling creepily on top of me.
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Um. That is a bit concerning.
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Originally posted by Panthera
Fine, but these are gonna be some ****in paragraphs you ****s will have to read. I'm not here for a damn sentence explaining it all. If I'm gonna tell it imma go into detail.
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Originally posted by Panthera
The scariest would have to be when I was visiting my family in Southern Australia 2 years ago. It was just me and my dad visiting, (My uncle and aunt lived right near Port Lincoln), so one day they suggested we go swimming in Coffin Bay. They were barbecuing on the Beach and drinking beer, it was about 6 PM. I decided to go for a quick swim, since I hadn't gone yet while everyone else had.
I remember when my feet touched the water that I just felt something was off. I felt clammy and Idk I can't really describe it, it was like someone had just told me something tragic, but everything was fine. Anyway I went further until I could actually swim and stopped feeling the rocks under my feet. The sun was starting to set, and I remember hearing my dad yelling at me to come eat, and that it was getting dark.
I ignored him and swam a bit further out and decided to see how long I could hold my breath, (I was currently a swimmer at my HS back in OH, so I needed to practice holding my breath since I was horrid at it.) I remember I had to clothes my eyes when I was below the water because the salt burned. It wasn't more then 30 or so seconds that I was under water that I felt something rough brush my arm; I could have sworn it was a rock.
Immediately I freaked out and went above the surface, and looked all around, expecting my dad or uncle to be playing a trick on me. Saw nothing but the reflection of teh sun on the water. Now that I was freaked out I decided to go back to shore since I was hungry, and began swimming back. I hadn't gone a foot or two before I saw something out of the corner of my eye. A dorsal fin.
I freaked the **** out as soon as I saw it, instantly knowing what it was, but since I was ****ing obsessed with shark week, I knew not to panic. The thing wasn't more then 5 feet away from me, and it was just swimming in circles for the time being. I tried calling to my family, but of course the dumb asses didn't hear me. I started to swim slowly towards the shore, while I kept my eye on the fin.
As I got closer to the shore I began to swim faster as I thought I would have enough time. I quickly looked back to see the dorsal fin and make sure it was still there, but the fin was gone. That's when I felt something knock into my leg. I don't even remember what happened next, but I kicked with my right leg and swam like mother ****in Kunta Kinte and soon I felt the rocks under me. My dad obviously saw what happened and he pulled me to shore, just as what I now know was a White Pointer practically beached itself on the rocks trying to bite my ****ing limb off.
I wasn't hurt except for a slight scratch from its fin on my leg, but I easily could have been killed. The thing must have been 10-12 feet long. In fact just the past month my uncle told me about a man who was out scuba diving with his son, and all of a sudden disappeared. His son watched as the White Pointer carried his dad out to sea in its jaws, and never saw him again.
I guess I was lucky? Sorry I know most don't want to read this ****ing essay I just wrote, but I like detail I guess. |
Oh my goodness, I felt like I was actually seeing this happen while reading it. I'm so glad nothing happened to you. 
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Member Since: 10/19/2010
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Originally posted by Premium
His thing was HUGE and it couldn't get up
But I got that B I needed to keep my scholi.
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You only got a B after having sex with the dude?
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Member Since: 1/3/2010
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Originally posted by MrElektro
I'm always scared to sleep facing up, cuz when I was little my dumbass uncle would always wake me up and scare me by smiling creepily on top of me.
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I don't sleep on my back either, but that's because I hate experiencing sleep paralysis.
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Member Since: 2/18/2012
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Originally posted by Ammer
Um. That is a bit concerning.
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NO!  He wasn't on top of me laying on me! He was standing right on top of me!
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Originally posted by Midnight
I don't sleep on my back either, but that's because I hate experiencing sleep paralysis.
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I always sleep on my side, and I would put two huge pillows in both sides so I could hug it and cover my face. I always had a fear of opening my eyes and seeing a face. 
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Y'all *******, now where's the hardcore ****? 
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Member Since: 7/5/2011
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Originally posted by Rigalo
KERI HILSON!
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Noooo
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Originally posted by Midnight
Some hoe kept knocking over all the magazines with Beyoncé on the cover at my old job. I'd pick up 'em up and they'd be right back on the ground a couple minutes later. An unidentifiable entity was about to catch it.
We moved to a new house back in '04 and we were out by spring 2005. Anyway, there was this one instance when I got in bed and covered up (my head, too), it felt like something sat right on top of me. It literally felt like I was sinking into the bed due to the weight of whatever was on top of me. I was too ****ing scared to move. I fell asleep in the most uncomfortable position and it was so hot under the covers, but I didn't dare move. The next night I started sleeping under the bed. That's how ****ing scared I was. That house was so damn scary at night. I literally heard things moving around in the walls and something walking around downstairs when everyone was asleep.
The bathroom was downstairs as well, so that was a mission in and of itself. I would run downstairs, through the living room, through the kitchen and into the bathroom and do whatever I had to do as fast as possible. Then I had turn off the lights without stopping as I made my way back to my room. It was so scary in that damn house. The basement looked as if no one had been in it for years. The last time I saw the house, there were boards in the windows and the windows were all broken. |
boo that sounds horrible where were you living that its now boarded up?!
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Member Since: 7/5/2011
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Originally posted by EOMM92
Y'all *******, now where's the hardcore ****? |
Tell us your hardcore ****
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Member Since: 2/18/2012
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Originally posted by Rigalo
KERI HILSON!
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Member Since: 5/5/2011
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Quote:
Originally posted by Panthera
The scariest would have to be when I was visiting my family in Southern Australia 2 years ago. It was just me and my dad visiting, (My uncle and aunt lived right near Port Lincoln), so one day they suggested we go swimming in Coffin Bay. They were barbecuing on the Beach and drinking beer, it was about 6 PM. I decided to go for a quick swim, since I hadn't gone yet while everyone else had.
I remember when my feet touched the water that I just felt something was off. I felt clammy and Idk I can't really describe it, it was like someone had just told me something tragic, but everything was fine. Anyway I went further until I could actually swim and stopped feeling the rocks under my feet. The sun was starting to set, and I remember hearing my dad yelling at me to come eat, and that it was getting dark.
I ignored him and swam a bit further out and decided to see how long I could hold my breath, (I was currently a swimmer at my HS back in OH, so I needed to practice holding my breath since I was horrid at it.) I remember I had to clothes my eyes when I was below the water because the salt burned. It wasn't more then 30 or so seconds that I was under water that I felt something rough brush my arm; I could have sworn it was a rock.
Immediately I freaked out and went above the surface, and looked all around, expecting my dad or uncle to be playing a trick on me. Saw nothing but the reflection of teh sun on the water. Now that I was freaked out I decided to go back to shore since I was hungry, and began swimming back. I hadn't gone a foot or two before I saw something out of the corner of my eye. A dorsal fin.
I freaked the **** out as soon as I saw it, instantly knowing what it was, but since I was ****ing obsessed with shark week, I knew not to panic. The thing wasn't more then 5 feet away from me, and it was just swimming in circles for the time being. I tried calling to my family, but of course the dumb asses didn't hear me. I started to swim slowly towards the shore, while I kept my eye on the fin.
As I got closer to the shore I began to swim faster as I thought I would have enough time. I quickly looked back to see the dorsal fin and make sure it was still there, but the fin was gone. That's when I felt something knock into my leg. I don't even remember what happened next, but I kicked with my right leg and swam like mother ****in Kunta Kinte and soon I felt the rocks under me. My dad obviously saw what happened and he pulled me to shore, just as what I now know was a White Pointer practically beached itself on the rocks trying to bite my ****ing limb off.
I wasn't hurt except for a slight scratch from its fin on my leg, but I easily could have been killed. The thing must have been 10-12 feet long. In fact just the past month my uncle told me about a man who was out scuba diving with his son, and all of a sudden disappeared. His son watched as the White Pointer carried his dad out to sea in its jaws, and never saw him again.
I guess I was lucky? Sorry I know most don't want to read this ****ing essay I just wrote, but I like detail I guess. |
Damn !! This is the exact reason why I'm so scared of swimming in the ocean
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Originally posted by kgeezy310
boo that sounds horrible where were you living that its now boarded up?!
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The house is in a city and it's surrounded by a bunch of other nice looking houses. This one was off, tho. I have no idea why it's boarded up now. The first time I saw it since 2005 was in 2009 and that's the last time I saw it as well. I honestly think something terrible happened that house way before we moved in. I guess whatever happened after we moved out had to be bad since the windows were broken and boarded up. I never want to set foot in there again. I was 14 at the time and the energy in that house was just bad. My grandparents and aunt didn't pick up on it, but my aunt's kids and I did. Her kids were between ages 2 and 6 at the time. I'd get the chills and I'd see the little ones looking as if they could actually see whatever was causing me to get the chills. Scary ****.
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I have something else thats more eerie than scary.
When I was 11, my cousin from Belgium came to visit so we brought him to Niagara Falls. Since the other side of the Falls is Buffalo, we were thinking of going to NYC for a day or two. My cousin had his passport and my sister and I are Canadian citizens so all we needed were our medical cards to cross the border. However, my dad is an Italian citizen and he didn't have his proof of Canadian residency on him so we couldn't go.
This story wouldn't be all that eerie if the date weren't September 10th 2001. :/
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