Have you ever scared yourself really bad?

[Spacemom]

As I'm getting in to bed last night, I glance at the wall and see a shadow. I can distinguish a head, shoulders and arms. I'm certain there is some horrible, evil monster like thing right behind me, fixing to grab me and slice up my tender bits. I jerk back out of the bed at the speed of light and realize............


It was my own shadow. :P

Good for a little adrenline rush.

[Atmashine]

1. lol

I have a mirror by my bed that sometimes freaks me out. lol

[Alleycat]

2. I really freaked myself out once ina parking garage.

I was getting my hair cut and highlighted and I usually just park on the street but there wher no spots so I pulled into the garage not thinking that it would be dark by the time I came out. I took the elevator to the floor I was parked on got out and realized it was the wrong floor. By this point the elevator had already closed so I had to wait for it to come back. While standing there I kept hearing strange noise kinda like high heels on the cement then a low distant noise which sounded like a growl. It kept getting closer and I was really freaking out now. Finally the elevator arrived and I got into it and couldn't get the door closed fast enough.

When I got to my car I lock all the doors and left really quickly. As I got to the exit to pay the car in front of me was making a low growl noise and the muffler was hitting the ground.

I was so relieved and embarrased at the same time. My mind got away from me and I just kept thinking "the werewolf is going to get me". I know it was irrational but at the time I was scared to death. I have never gone back in that garage at night!!!:rofl:

[pitohui]

3. well i'm just nervous anyway but after being shot at...

for awhile i thought everything was a gun you know, which is funny because when we were shot at, i thought it was firecrackers (it was a drive by into the house)

later at a picnic i heard shots and hit the ground, the kids at the next picnic table were vastly amused

it was literally some car backfiring

*sigh*

somehow i have managed to get thru life unpunctuated by bullets but you wouldn't know it by how quick i duck and weave at sound of what might be gunfire

scaring yourself while actually in bed is a pretty good achievement tho and not to be sneered at

[Shine]

4. Have you ever heard that FEAR is really an acronym for:

False Evidence Appearing Real :shrug: sounds about right, huh?

:hi:

[benEzra]

5. No, but a guy I knew

who was a former Ohio police officer once told me a hilarious story...

As the story goes, he responded to a middle-of-the-night report of a prowler/burglar alarm at a local school, not long before Halloween. Fairly small town, he's the only officer who isn't tied up, so he lets himself in to the school building and proceeds to check things out, gun drawn. It's dark and really spooky. He comes into a darkened classroom and there's someone RIGHT THERE, and in the shadows he clearly sees a knife in their hand, raised to strike. He fires several shots while rapidly backing up, out the classroom door. Radios the dispatcher, "Shots fired! Request backup and EMT!" etc.

He waits a while, hears nothing. Very slowly and carefully reenters the classroom, gun at the ready, flashlight in hand.

Standing there is a cardboard cutout of Elvira, with several bullet holes nicely centered in the chest area.

Radios back to the dispatcher, "Ummm...never mind..." Other officers show up to see what was going on, get a good laugh...

He didn't live that down for a long time. I've always wondered what the teacher who owned the cutout made of the bullet holes in it, the next day...

[Spacemom]

6. That wins

I've never actually attacked my phantom fears. :rofl:

[trof]

7. Break in at my daughter's house::

She awoke one night to noise downstairs. Sounded like a drunk lurching around the kitchen, bumping into things. She woke her husband, went and grabbed their son, Jack, out of his crib, came back into the bedroom and locked the door. Called the cops.

Meantime her husband got the baseball bat from under the bed (put there for just such a situation) and stood by the door. Told her to take the baby and get under the bed.

The dispatcher kept her on the phone while she waited. Told her the police had arrived and could find no sign of forced entry. She could still hear the bumping and thumping from the kitchen. She opened the window and threw the officers a key to the back door.

They entered with guns drawn (as they later described), turned on the kitchen light and started to laugh.
"Lady? You can come down now."

Jack's 2nd birthday had been the day before. They had forgotten to turn off the ceiling fan in the kitchen when they went up to bed. Two helium birthday balloons had migrated from the living room, through the dining room, into the kitchen and the fan was bopping them back and forth into the ceiling and walls.

All's well that ends well.
;-)

[Squatch]

8. After returning from a deployment, I once nearly attacked my wife

I was asleep in bed, and she bumped into me in the middle of the night. I flew out of bed and nearly attacked her. That scared the bejesus out of me...and her. We still talk about it to this day.

[Patiod]

9. I got myself worked up over a dead bird

Was working at the computer, next to the stairs. Heard the cat (she's belled) going up and down the stairs, in and out of the door. Went to go to the bathroom, and there, in the middle of the bedroom floor, between me and the only bathroom, is a HUGE dead bird. A gift from our small cat.

I am terrified to the point of phobia of dead animals. I'm almost 6' tall, I scuba dive and have been mountain climbing, rapelling and white water rafting, I walk around big cities at night alone without worry, but I'm petrified of dead animals.

I called a friend, crying. She laughed, and suggested I get a big box, and put it over the bird until my SO returned home. I tried, but was too afraid. Finally went and got a neighbor to remove the bird.

About 2 months later, same scenario, but the bird was now in the living room, so I could lock myself in the bedroom until SO came home. He laughed, and showed me the bird, alive and well -- it had just been playing dead for the cat's benefit.

She's never brought SO a gift -- only me. And never when he's home.