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Halloween Countdown ’08: Clever Filler Survey.

Tonight, your mission is to tell everyone about things and experiences that have scared you. Sincerely scared you. Movies, odd sitcom episodes, wild animals, UFO sightings -- talk about your experiences in the comments. And keep it light. We've all had sick people in our families. I'll give the matter some thought and post my own a bit later.

Posted by Matt on 10/16/2008. E-mail me!



Discussion Thread: 211 comments

when the k mart in our town was being torn down they found a dead monkey in the walls,(im not shitting you)and i couldnt sleep for 3 weeks

Chestnuts roasted by kyle @ 10/17/2008 12:23 AM

for some reason, the only thing in a horror movie to ever freak me out was the snail people in the film version of Uzumaki.

I have no logic behind this.

Chestnuts roasted by AJ @ 10/17/2008 12:31 AM

<b>Kyle</b>, where do you live?   I ask this because I keep envisioning this K-mart in the jungle in India??  How else could there have been a monkey entombed? 

  My gosh, some of you all have had some REAL scary experiences!  I am glad everyone that had a near-death experience survived it!!!

Chestnuts roasted by crazy_mainer @ 10/17/2008 12:35 AM

James Lipton and his flamethrower hands were terrifyingly awesome.

Chestnuts roasted by johnny @ 10/17/2008 12:45 AM

Lipton for the win!

Chestnuts roasted by Steve S. @ 10/17/2008 12:51 AM

Jesus, I really hope that’s a true story.   Because that’s just awesome.

One of my greatest traumas was actually recapped on this site: Cartoon All-Stars to the Rescue! freaked me right the hell out as a kid. 

http://www.x-entertainment.com/articles/0712/

I caught its one televised airing and am pretty sure I didn’t sleep well for weeks.  I own a bootleg of it now, actually, and I can’t for the life of me think of what was so scary about it.

And then there was this Sonny and Cher music video:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yN1EVorTMGc

It came on television one New Year’s Eve and it was my very first time experiencing “I am terrified as hell of this, but I cannot LOOK AWAY!  What’s wrong with me?!”  Not that scary as an adult, but still makes me uneasy.

Chestnuts roasted by Molly @ 10/17/2008 12:52 AM

I read a book when I was sixteen that supposedly was the story of a family’s real life experiences with a bad ghost or a demon or something. For some reason the poor writing made me believe it, maybe because I thought that someone who wrote so poorly could not completely fabricate a story and have it make sense.
Anyway, it scared the living daylights out of me. I ended up finishing it in the backyard because I was too afraid to bring it into the house. What the logic was behind that, I don’t know.

Chestnuts roasted by Nannageddon @ 10/17/2008 12:56 AM

But the one thing I HATE are those “screamer” videos you see on sights like Youtube. You know the ones where you’re watching something peaceful then all of a sudden a zombie/ghost/ghoul/etc. will just pop up out of nowhere and scream at you.  The weird thing is that even if I know it’s gonna happen, it STILL gets me every time.

I’ve broken friendships because of someone sending me those.

Things that have scared me:

-Watching Gremlins at age 5. The first half with just Gizmo was fine and dandy, then came multiple Gizmos. Still good. But then those fucking cocoons…and the Gremlins…Ack. It’s one of the factors that drove me to become shut in, socially phobic and a geek. I also can’t open blinds because of it. It was due to me thinking that Gremlins were going to pop out and scare me at any time if they were open. Odd, since light kills them.

-Watching Jaws at a young age as well. Made me hate the beach from that day forth, and I still can’t watch the scene where Quint gets eaten. That one definitely scarred me for life.

-These events led to me being afraid of the dark (conquered!) and anything related to horror (almost conquered!). So, while I was in the boy scouts, where did we go one october night? The local LI Girl Scout Camp’s Haunted Trail. I think I was 8 at the time. Holy. Shit. I’m still scarred by all that crap.

-When I’m asleep at night, when I hear creaking and banging, I always fear that someone’s breaking in.

Chestnuts roasted by Invader Norbert @ 10/17/2008 12:58 AM

One time I stayed in an antebellum house on the Massachusetts coast that was full of antiques- pump organs, Civil War Uniforms, crates full of historical firearms, the whole deal.  Things would turn on and off at night for no reason, and I would get woken up by something rapping on the head of the bed.  Once, a book I placed on the corner of the bed a good foot from the edge fell off when I walked into the kitchen to get a soda.  Strangely, none of this stuff scared me as much as the basement, which I could never get the nerve to go more than three steps into.

I had a similar experience when I was twelve and visiting Edinburgh Castle, when my mom was trying to take me down into the old kitchen down a flight of spiral steps.  I got paralyzed by dread and refused to follow her down, even when she teased me.  By the time she got to the bottom of the steps, the feeling had come upon her too and she nearly ran back up- a guard later told us that before being the kitchen, that room was a dungeon for American prisoners during the Revolutionary War.  He said they draw lots to see who has to go down there for the security check at night.

I also had a very different kind of fright that trip, since I got evacuated from the London Underground during an IRA bomb threat.  The next morning was the 1996 bus bombing. 

Chestnuts roasted by Rob @ 10/17/2008 1:07 AM

Probably my most frightening experience was in high school (can’t really remember which year). My friend and I decided to take a walk in the woods near his house at around midnight, just to see if we’d be spooked.

So we walked around in the dark for a good 20 minutes, straining our ears for any signs of killers (naturally). And as we walk, all of a sudden we hear this rasping snarl from about 10 feet away. I don’t care who you are; hearing a snarling animal that you can’t identify or even see is pretty scary in and of itself.

I just remember backing up against a tree with my friend, eyes wider than they’ve ever been, trying to see the thing (whatever it was). At that point, my friend looked at me, and just said quietly, “run.” And so we did. That’s probably the last time I’ve ventured out into any woods past 9 o’clock or so.

Chestnuts roasted by McF @ 10/17/2008 1:14 AM

I have two:

1. I was a teenager and was trying to body surf what were basically shore-breakers at Island Beach State Park in NJ. Just as I came up from a wave, another caught me, towed me under, and all I got to breathe was water. Then the shore-breaker broke. On the shore. With me under it. And sand under me. I rolled on the tideline for about five feet, unable to breathe or choke out the water. I’m flailing around trying to get up, but can’t. The waves still breaking behind me, pushing and pulling me in different directions. Then I collapse. Next thing I know, I’m at the lifeguard station, rolling over on my own to push out the water. Lifeguard said I was dead weight for almost a minute.

2. My first car accident. Three weeks after I got my license. I was lost on a road I was not particularly familiar with, and then come to an intersection with a road I know I can take back to familiar territory. Just as I make the turn, a Ford F-250 slams into my car just behind my door. I spun around twice, coming to a stop just a few feet from a telephone pole. Anyone who would’ve been sitting behind me would’ve been dead, from the how far the door went into the cab of my car. The only thing I really remember about the accident that wasn’t told to me afterward was seeing the guy’s headlights right next to my head, and then screaming my ass off once my car came to a stop.

Chestnuts roasted by Sean @ 10/17/2008 1:17 AM

For me it’s usually something lame like waking up with the cat’s ass next to my face and thinking someone is in my bed. Oh, and that camping nightmare where we were walking back to the tent in the dark and passing bear crossing signs and then being too afraid to sleep for fear of freezing to death.

Chestnuts roasted by Mystie @ 10/17/2008 1:26 AM

Um, one Halloween there was an article in the paper detailing a myth about some kind of woman ghost/ghoul-like creature (complete with a horrifying sketch – with giant blood dripping fangs) that would break into children’s rooms through the window, and steal them. Clearly the myth was a scare tactic parents could use to make their kids behave. HOWEVER,
my dad showed me the article when I was about 7, not explaining that it was a myth to me. BUT TO ME, it was in the newspaper. I thought it was cold hard fact.

I pretty much couldn’t sleep for the next 5 years of my life.

Chestnuts roasted by SweetCaroline @ 10/17/2008 1:39 AM

Let’s see,  I’ll go for an oldie and a newie Oldie: Picture it, Union N.J. 1982 (or 3)  Some guy had killed his girlfriend and chopped her up and scattered her body parts around N.J. , they found some parts, in the woods that were behind my friends house…my friend lived a few miles away from me, but I thought for sure that the killer was going to come kill me for whatever reason, I couldn’t even go to the bathroom without an escort!!!  Newie : Last year my girlfriend & I were on vacation in Natural Bridge, Va.  the first week of June (we try to take our vacations around that time, all the kids are still in school, and it’s not brutal temp. wise, yet)   There were a few touristee things to do, Natural Bridge, a wax museum, ect.  well there was a haunted house attraction, which we’re always up for, so we go, it’s in the middle of nowhere, and basicly the place looked like the love child of the Psycho house & Capt. Spauldings killer museum from house of 1000 corpses…oh yeah, did I mention we were the only ones there??   it ends up being one of the self-guided tours, so we’re going through each room, which were pretty much your standard “haunted house” rooms, so just before the last room, there was a door that said “chicken exit”  which we bypass and enter the last room, the room is pitch black the only light in the room was coming from the doorway that we had just come in from, and let me tell you, that didn’t give us a whole lot of light, we go alittle further into the room, and I get a very unsettling feeling, but was thinking I’d get teased by my girlfriend if I say, let’s turn around, as I’m thinking this, my girlfriend says “I don’t like this, something doesn’t feel right” , so out the chicken door we ran!!!  and even to this day we still think about it, and don’t second guess our decision one bit.

Chestnuts roasted by Sharkagator @ 10/17/2008 1:42 AM

“My gosh, some of you all have had some REAL scary experiences!  I am glad everyone that had a near-death experience survived it!!!” -crazy_mainer

Yeah, good thing otherwise no one would have any good scary stories!!
Lol……

How about those creepy ass bastards from the movie “The Decent”, I didn’t sleep right for weeks afterwords! 

Chestnuts roasted by Mikey B @ 10/17/2008 1:43 AM

the scary things that tend to stick with me longest are those that get slipped in when i’m not expecting to get scared.  like “pee-wee’s big adventure” when large marge does that freaky claymation thing?  jay-sis.  there was also a “duckman” episode where duckman inside his own psyche stabs a dragon representing his self-loathing…and at the end of the episode, the dragon’s eyes open again.

but as for things where expected to be scared and the other party delivered?  silent hill 2.

Chestnuts roasted by dedalusdedalus @ 10/17/2008 1:47 AM

when i was really young, like 4 or 5, i was at a chuck e cheese (i think) with my mom and her friend and there was a picture of batman but his head was an actual bathead and underneath him it said batman in the 1989 film font. scariest thing i have ever seen in my life. because of that i get the willies when i see any pic from the 1989 batman, even tho it’s one of my fav movies. if anyone knows what im talking about with the bat head picture, let me know cuz i am curious.

Chestnuts roasted by sourskittle @ 10/17/2008 1:47 AM

Nearly everything about Box 23 for the first 2 weeks or so spooked me but I’d say the first video released, the one hidden in the index page gave me the most willies.

I’d have more answers if I thought about it but I just thought I’d mention in general, I think I have more Christmas related terrors than Halloween.

Chestnuts roasted by dohopoki @ 10/17/2008 1:48 AM

Once, whilst still living with my parents (roughly 16 years of age) I was perusing the internet in the late evening and early morning hours. You know, hopping from link to link to link to link, getting lost on the way there (see: Wikipedia). In my teenage-d insistence on privacy, the door remained closed (also to muffle the music I had a habit of playing loudly) and because I had a large window looking directly out onto the neighborhood, my venetian blinds were down and shut.
As I made my way onto another link in the wee morning hours, a sudden knock on that window from the outside sounded and nearly made me soil myself.  I pondered whether to wake anyone or deal with this obvious serial killing trollgoatmonsterbeast myself, then finally ran to the front door on the same side of the house, and looked outside to find absolutely nothing and no one out in the darkness.

Still don’t know who (or what) it was.

Chestnuts roasted by FangsFirst @ 10/17/2008 2:06 AM

Heres another one:

When I was a teenager we built a new house right next to the one we were currently living in (but on the same plot of land).  For my bedroom I chose to have hardwood floors (not sure why).  Everything was fine for awhile…
But then the scratching started.
It was faint the first few times it happened.  It sounded like a cat or some other animal scratching its claws on my floor.  As a jittery fella to begin with, this freaked the heck outta me.
The scratching went on for a few months after that.  It didn’t happen every night, which made it even scarier when it did.  Plus, it seemed to be getting closer to my bed.
At this point I should mention that no, I am not making this up.  I know everyone says that, but I am being completely honest here.
Anyway, after a prolonged period of crashing on my living room couch I braved the bedroom once more.  That night, I heard the scratching.  I began to freak out, as was the norm, but then tried to convince myself that I was imagining things.  I told myself that my active imagination and fear of the unknown was playing tricks on me.  I told myself that the scratching was just the house settling or, more likely, a figment of my mind.  After a bit I began to calm down and accept this as the truth.
Then I heard the scratching for the second time that night.  I heard it right at the foot of my bed.  I heard it LOUDER than it had ever been.

I jumped out of bed and ran to the comfort of my couch.  I moved out of my dad’s house awhile after that, but returned later on and once more stayed in the bedroom.  I never heard the scratching again.

Sometimes reality is scarier than fiction. 
Great stories, everyone!  I’m so feeling the holiday spirit!

Chestnuts roasted by Steve S. @ 10/17/2008 2:07 AM

Oh, and a dared attempt to wander a condemned and dilapidated hospital, filled with rotting ceiling tile all over the floor, creaking, crumbling floors and a steel door to the basement which had “HELL” graffiti’d onto it. I did not go in that door.

(to get an idea of what it looked like inside–watch the film Session 9 and remove all lighting, because even in the early afternoon like this, the lack of artificial lighting in central rooms with no windows eliminated most light sources)

Chestnuts roasted by FangsFirst @ 10/17/2008 2:08 AM

Once my friends and I watched some lady who was in a car accident go into a bunch of seizures. It was the first time I had seen anybody near death up close and it scared the crap out of me.

Chestnuts roasted by Ben @ 10/17/2008 2:13 AM

Invader Norbert, I hate those screamer videos to. I remember calling a person a cunt on YouTube for putting up one of those. What you
should do is, read the reviews below first. That way, you’ll know it’s
a screamer video. I’m doing a good deed. I’m going to warn you
people that there is a video on YouTube. It looks like a staring
contest with Family guy character Ollie Williams. Don’t fall for it.
It’s a screamer. Matt, is there a haunted house attraction near your
home? I’d love to see a review of one of those.

Chestnuts roasted by LoneStar76 @ 10/17/2008 2:14 AM

I have a few –

I had a friend in high school who lived with her grandmother, and her grandmother swore that there was a family ghost. This ghost was supposed to have followed the family from home to home. Nanny could talk to it and stuff, and it was a prankster kind of thing. Nanny liked the coathangers a certain way, and it would turn them all around. They would all leave and come home and the dishes would be in disarray in the cabinets or broken — stuff like that. I was staying with this friend one night, and her Nanny had warned us earlier that she felt like the ghost was feeling “frisky.” Being teenagers, we were up too late watching scary movies and eating junk food. We’d put a package of Double-stuff Oreos under a stack of magazines to keep from eating any more of them, but were talking about how much we wanted just one more… and I swear — I saw the stack of magazines lift into the air and the package of cookies slide toward us on the coffee table. It sounds so benign — but having something like that happen just out of nowhere and when you’re not expecting it … *shiver*

This other time — same friend — we were out parked on top of an Interstate overpass smoking cigarettes we were too young to smoke and generally being 16-year-olds. It’s about 11 p.m. or so, not too late, but not early either. I look in the rearview, and I see what looks like a bike reflector coming at me — so I say, “Hey S., that’s weird. It looks like there’s a kid on a bike coming toward us.”

She asks if the doors are locked (and of course they are, I’m paranoid), but I check, and I look up again, and this thing has gotten way closer than possible in the amount of time this has taken, and I can kind of make out what I’m looking at at this point — whatever it was, it was not something that I wanted to get any closer to, and it was something that didn’t have a head. We took off, and I’ve never been back to that place since.
That’s just a handful. It’s settled down now, but for a good long while weird-ass shit happened to me on a fairly regular basis.

Chestnuts roasted by Reni @ 10/17/2008 2:15 AM

Oh — sorry for the double post, but I forgot to say I loooooove all these stories. Keep ‘em coming!

Chestnuts roasted by Reni @ 10/17/2008 2:17 AM

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