What REALLY scares you?

The title pretty much says it all, but i will elaborate on this… Is there any one thing you can think of that scares the living hell out of you? A sound? A movie? A song? Someone you know? What about it scares you exactly? Basically what is the absolute scariest thing you can think of (like, so scary it makes you want to run from the room screaming) and why. No, i’m not planning on a series of really cruel practical jokes or anything, this is for a research project of mine. Thanks a lot everyone! :slight_smile:


“Through twilight, darkness and moonrise
My scarlet tears will run
As stolen blood and whispered love
Of fantasies undone”

ETERNITY :eek:


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Kisses!
Ophy

Bugs. I hate 'em. All of 'em. I hate thinking about them crawling on me when I’m sleeping; going in my nose or mouth or ears. ::shudder:: I hate thinking about them biting me, drinking my blood, laying their foul eggs on me when I am unaware. I hate the feel of a fly landing on me and taking those tiny fly-steps across my leg or arm. I hate the diseases they spread, the pestilence the cause and the look of 'em. What really grosses me out are the pictures of the microscopic bugs that live on us. Yuck. It truly sickens me to think that I have them on me even now. ::scratch scratch:: uuggghh!


Just make yourself comfy while I shoot nuclear particles into your heart.
(Courtesy of Wally)

aliens.

no joke.


“Organs gross me out. That’s organs, not orgasms.”
-the wallster

That any of the candidates might win the presidency.

or small places (you know, like the stomach of a watchamathing), or really high places (say on a tower top with no way down but to fall).


I sold my soul to Satan for a dollar. I got it in the mail.

How about getting a message, late Friday afternoon, that you got an urgent call from a federal agency like the IRS–and you won’t be able to return the call before Monday morning? It’s miserable to be worrying about this all weekend… :frowning: :frowning:

Strong wind, wow, very scary for me.
Howling winds, like that. Yikes !


Wisdom is the boobie prize,they give you when you’ve been --unwise!

Synchronicity exists! Just finished a novel called “The Hollow”, by Todd Hayes, and it’s all about fear. (It started slowly, but the wait was worth it.)

People became what they feared most. A fundamentalist became his version of the devil, a woman turned into the man who’d murdered her mom, and the hero was death walking, an impressionable kid morphed into a vampire-like being.

I fear Alzheimer’s.

Wow, sounds like a cool book! I must go get a copy! Btw, thanks for all the great posts guys/gals. Keep em comming! :slight_smile:


“Through twilight, darkness and moonrise
My scarlet tears will run
As stolen blood and whispered love
Of fantasies undone”

Physical: Wasps. To a lesser extent, bees.

More abstract (and far more powerful): never finding her.

Spiders. Tarantulas. All arachnids in general. I’m terrified of them. I don’t know why. They just scare the hell out of me.

Also heights. It’s not so much the height, but the idea of falling.

And I’m claustrophobic. I can’t explain that one. I just hate being all closed in. It just freaks me out.

I know, I’m just a mess.


I never hate myself in the morning. I sleep till noon.
–Sig line courtesy of Wally :slight_smile:

I’m with mega on this one. The whole alien abduction thing wigs me out no end. Don’t get me wrong - I don’t actually believe it. But the thought can keep me awake.

“My mind reels with sarcastic replies!” - Snoopy

Visualizing the size of the universe; imagining myself somewhere millions of miles away at some empty point in the endless black void.

Interesting topic, Shagrath Borgir. Hmmmm. Actually there are two things that are tied for absolute scariest to me.

One is being abandoned. Something happened to me in the past(no, I won’t go into details now, I need to sleep tonight), and ever since, I am terrified of finding that I’ve been abandoned by the people I love, or at least the one person who means the most to me in this world.

The other is waking up and finding out that I have gone blind. I overheard an optometrist tell my Mom when I was about 12 that I would eventually go blind because of how nearsighted I already was at that age. I have had nightmares about that ever since, off and on. To never again see the faces of the people I love…shudder


You are more than a human being, you are a human becoming.
Og Mandino

That’s my name, not a description. I am neither purple nor a bear. Okay, so I’m purple.<a true Wally original!>

Heights

Growing old and having no one to take care of me if needed.


** Sigh. So many men, so few who can afford me ** Original by Wally

I’ve learned that if someone says something unkind about me, I must live so that no one will believe it.

I can get myself totally freaked out about stuff happening to my son, the biggest is that he will fall to his death. We’re pretty laid back about letting him explore the world… he climbs on things and sometimes falls… things like that don’t bother me at all. It’s things like hearing about the kid who fell through the rails on the Golden Gate Bridge, or falling into Niagra Falls or something… those things just make my blood turn to ice.



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Losing my sons. Nothing scares me more than that.


“Muck should replace ‘suck’. For ‘muck’ is yucky, while ‘suck’ feels very lucky. So, don’t stay stuck on suck, switch to MUCK, today.”

*Something happening to my parents or my older brothers

*Someone reading my mind (I know, kinda lame, but I hate the idea of someone getting inside me like that)

*The Exorcist really scared the hell out of me when I saw it, and I was 18 (wait, getting something inside you. . . hmmm)

*When I was a kid, Lindsay Buckingham (from Fleetwood Mac) really scared me. Seriously. I saw him performed on a rerun of Saturday Night Live, and he just looked so creepy, I thought he was posessed. Also, those fake hands with the nails on them at manicure places scared me–they still kinda weird me out.


“I need the biggest seed bell you have. . . no, that’s too big.”–Hans Moleman

  1. a phone ringing in the middle of the night. never a good sign. 2) the doctor says to get dressed and come to his office, he wants to talk to you. 3) my daughter disappears; doesn’t come home from school, doesn’t meet me at the food court at the mall, goes out to mail a letter at the corner and doesn’t come back. 4) car related fears: driving on a highway, getting a flat tire in the middle of nowhere, driving in a rain/snowstorm on an unfamiliar road at night, a psychotic driver forcing me off the road and kidnapping me at gunpoint, drunk driver swerving over the center line.
    I’m getting creeped out, that’s enough for now…