That’s my favorite time, it makes them scarier when the house is quiet, the wind is howling outside and a tree branch is tapping on the window. One night I had been reading stuff on the web before I went to bed. Later I had to visit the bathroom and while I was sitting on the hopper, I got nervous about what might be behind the shower curtain, so I pulled it back. The full moon was shining into the bathroom and there was a shadow on the wall of the shower in the shape of a person sitting.
So you were freaked out by the shadow of a phantom pooper? Maybe scary stories late at night isn’t the best idea for you…
I know they’re not for me. I was on edge just reading the posts in the ‘tell me something creepy’ and ‘very vaguely creepy’ threads last night… My tolerance is pretty low, I guess. Overactive imagination? I shouldn’t be scared to walk through the dark to the bathroom after reading someone’s story of a flooded town… at least not at 24yrs of age…
I do almost all of my reading at night and almost all of my reading is scary stuff. That’s why I wouldn’t be sitting on the toilet for any length of time in the dark :eek: And if I thought something might be lurking behind the shower curtain I’d be pulling up my undies and making a beeline for the front door. I don’t know if I think you’re incredibly brave or, ya know, a little slow
The last time I got good and scared in the dark, I was about 36 years old, in a tent in the middle of the deep spooky woods, just thinking too hard about The Haunting of Hill House.
Then there was the night last year when I was nearing the end of Stephen King’s Duma Key and all the lights went out. :eek: Fortunately they came back on before any boogeymen could grab me.
Uh-uh. Nothing, I mean nothing, is scarier than the shit your brain comes up with all by itself. Your unconscious mind has access not only to the run-of-the-mill scary stuff, but also to the stuff your conscious mind would never think to be scared of - but ought to be.
If you want to listen to scary contemporary stories, try Pseudopod .
Last October I had to spend nights with my elderly senile aunt in the hospital to keep her in bed and (relatively) calm. I bought all of Stephen King’s short story collections to read to keep me awake. Three a.m. in a hospital can be a pretty surreal place to be, especially with a brain full of Stephen King.
When I was a kid, I constantly traumatized myself with Stephen King late at night. Now, I can’t even fall asleep with adult swim on the t.v., because some of the commercials creep me out.
I find ‘scary’ stories depress me rather than scare. One time i tried to read Helter Skelter at night and it did scare me.
But its true, everything is less scary in the daytime.
