Sunday, April 29, 2007

Stop! I'm Scared Sh*tless... Literally.

Have you ever been so scared that you have almost crapped yourself? The expression, "I'm scared shitless" has actually nearly happened to me... On several occasions. This is a random blog where I am going to tell you some of the very frightening experiences I have had in my short life. And believe me, for someone who has lived only nearly fourteen years, I have had a few weird, scary experiences... But I'm lazy and tired so I'll only tell you a couple.

Its around eleven at night. I'm in my room trying to get to sleep. After a while of trying to get to sleep, I just think to myself, "Arghh. Screw this". So I get up, turn on my laptop and start surfing the net. When all of a sudden I start hearing this sort of scratching noise from my attic. I just look up and the scratching starts moving around my room. It's moving faster and faster... Like a minute later, I swear to God its moving at the speed of light. I'm now too scared to move out of my bed and I'm thinking what the Hell should I do?! So out of pure retardness, I throw a pillow up at the ceiling. Then, a hear HUGE thump right in the center of my room. The scratching stops, but now I'm too scared to go to sleep. So eventually I stay awake all night staring at my ceiling and trying not to do a sh*t.

Okay, its sometime in the morning. Its the summer holidays. All my family is out when I wake up. So I just lie in bed a wait a minute to open my eyes properly. Then all of a sudden I hear the TV blast. So I slowly get out of bed and struggle downstairs to find the TV has been turned on and is at full blast. So I turn the TV off and start to wonder... Then in the kitchen the damn radio turns on and is at full blast. I slowly run in to the kitchen and turn the radio off. I'm just thinking to myself, "What... The... F*ck". I go back up to bed and then I hear a HUGE thump on my ceiling. I'm now scared... Scared sh*tless. So I just lie in bed and wait for my family to get home.

Now, you may all be thinking something like, "Bullsh*t. No way. I don't believe you" and you have every right to think that because sadly I cannot prove what occurred. But I know the truth and the truth is correct. I don't know what to believe in...

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Wow thst's freaky! Make sure there isn't a tramp camping out in your attic :D ..or it could just be a squirrel Lol
Hmm the TV and radio thing is.. spoooky :D coool.