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Posted: Fri Feb 15, 2008 5:17 pm
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Posted: Sun May 25, 2008 1:09 pm
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Posted: Sun May 25, 2008 1:45 pm
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Posted: Thu May 29, 2008 2:55 am
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Posted: Thu May 29, 2008 6:25 am
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Posted: Fri May 30, 2008 6:14 pm
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Posted: Fri May 30, 2008 9:37 pm
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Posted: Sat May 31, 2008 6:58 am
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ChainsawDooM Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat May 31, 2008 10:08 pm
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Posted: Sat May 31, 2008 10:16 pm
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As for the scariest thing that ever happened to me (it wasn't something I did... It happened whether I wanted it to or not... and I didn't want it to) was pretty weird. I might repeat myself a couple of times... because it was just that weird...
I think I was 11... I was trying to go to sleep, but I was having trouble sleeping. I used to like to sleep facing the wall, right? Well, this night, as I was trying to sleep, I was facing the wall... and...well... let's see how to phrase this...
I know I wasn't asleep yet. I know it. My eyes were close, and suddenly... the mattress behind me sank, as if someone sat down. But... I hadn't heard anyone come in... No one had come in. So my eyes snapped open... and I was frozen, staring at the wall... and my body was leaning into the depression, because it was deep enough that I was starting to roll into it, right? It was just like if someone had sat down next to me. I couldn't move for about 15 seconds. During the 15 seconds, the weight on the bed just stayed there. I kept thinking to myself "You have to move, you have to move" and finally I whipped around to look, but nothing was there, and the weight was instantly gone...
... freaky, no? To this day, I have trouble sleeping facing a wall... I have to sleep with my back to a wall...
My house is a new house, too... it was probably built two years before that happened, and we're the first family in it. I don't know what the hell it could have been... unless it was the ghost of some relative or something... This is farmland, too... The only ghosts that would be on this property are cow ghosts...
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ChainsawDooM Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jun 10, 2008 3:09 pm
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Oh my!!! *rofl* I think Marie-Cris is referring to High School Musical!? I can see the horror.
And Smurffairy, I understand the source of both situations: the feeling of having no control... *thinking*... I guess that is the basis for most fears. What do y'all think? I had four brothers all together growing up, so I remember that panic feeling when they've just done something risky that resulted in stitches or broken bones. It's strange that I could stay calm... applying pressure, etc... but afterwards feel like I would puke. I wonder if that's a side-effect of coming down off of an adrenaline rush.
Chainsaw, I remember you talking about the horrifying dreams you would have. Maybe it was a night-terror? Not to say, that it wasn't some kind of ghost or presence. We, humans, would be arrogant to think we know everything and there are no mysteries left to solve. I used think I saw my Grandmother walk across the kitchen behind me as I washed dishes (it used to be her house, and especially her kitchen, and she had died in the house), but I never felt the alarm that you felt. At least I have a friend like you to open my eyes to other alternatives, huh? I could totally imagine punching a shark in the nose to avoid a bite, so regardless of being a huge dog-lover, when it comes down to me or him... As for the dog situation, such a violent solution never occurred to me! *covers mouth with hand to hide amusement at how different we are* The only thing I could think to do would be to bee-line it to a tree and scramble up! It was that or tap my inner Cesar Millan and try to be calm & assertive... yeah, right! sweatdrop
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Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2008 10:24 pm
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... Personally, I'd rather not seriously injure the dog. I'd rather intimidate it enough so that it wouldn't want to fight anymore. In fact, that's my philosophy in fighting in general, and why the way I fight generally uses a lot of knockback, because, like I've said before, in my opinion, nothing makes you not want to fight anymore like being knocked back 15 feet and onto your a**.
When fighting animals in general, reach is key. That's why I said kicks. I'd try to kick the dog... since it can't really hurt you as easily if you just kick it away all the time, plus if it keeps getting hurt and you don't, it might give up.
As for the tree climbing, I'm not exactly built to climb a tree. Plus, I'm afraid of some heights. I say some, because, for some reason, once you get me above a certain height, I don't care anymore.
And I've never had a night-terror. All I know is that I wasn't asleep when it happened, because I remember having to fight to go back to sleep. Sure was weird, though... whatever it was.
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ChainsawDooM Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jun 13, 2008 4:27 am
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ChainsawDooM Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jun 14, 2008 8:23 am
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Yeah, I know that one. The belief is not that the priest kills them. In reality, they put them into a very deep sleep, almost a coma, where life signs are pretty much undetectable, especially in places without sensitive diagnostic equipment. The family, believing the person to be dead, will then usually bury them. The priest then digs them up later, and, due to oxygen deprivation, if they are still alive, they are usually severely brain damaged, leaving them incredibly easy to manipulate (not to mention susceptibility to very vacant stares, sluggish behavior, and a predisposition to moan).
I had actually heard of that one before I read the Zombie Survival guide... although that book does cover voodoo zombies. Voodoo zombies aren't really zombies, since they aren't actually dead.
... Hey, Gweener, out of all these people, did you think I would probably know about this topic?
I figured you would have heard about that... not to mention having some random knowledge about voodoo... seeing where you live, and all.
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