Scariest Moments

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observing the sabbath
Sep 8, 2009
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Inspired by the creepy moments thread over at the metal-archives, I figured we should have one here, since I love being freaked out by theirs. So, share your awesomingly creepy moments.
 
ok, i have really bad arachnaphobia and this one time when my parent were out, i was in the front room playing guitar and A HUGE mother fucking spider ran across the wall. i shit my self (not literally) and sprayed it to fuck with fly spray and it went all drunk like and fell off the wall and walked under the settee, so me being all shaken up decided to go upstairs, after a while i got curious wanting to know if it would be dead, and i read that fly spray doesnt kill them (FUUUUUU-) and it makes then run amok apparently, so after a few hours i needed a drink, this was late at night by this time, so i wearily went on to the landing and turned the light on, Tripped the fucking electric... so i had to go down stairs at 1am with no light GO THROUGH THE FUCKING FRONTROOM and by the back door to the circuit box. and after id got a drink and shit and escaped the evil spider motherfucker. i eventually fell asleep. but in the morning i went downstairs and i shit you not there was a fly webbed to the side of my bin and a a fucking other spider dead and webbed to the side of my house phone. im fucking serious. i ignored all calls and waited for parents to get home and "notice" it so they could deal with it... fucking night of horror for me that was.
 
One time midst offing myself when I realized I didn't want to die. That was fucking scary.
 
Call me a hippie but i dig spiders and find them fascinating. They can be creepy at times, but I usually will come across them in my house and then I'll catch them and throw them outside. They usually run off in the other direction like crazy.
 
I use to be afraid of spiders, then I grew up.

Near death expeirence;

A quick story really, I was on my bicycle on the way to school and since it's a mountain bike I decided to go through the alleys to avoid having to be on the side road (and avoid cars). There was a curve up ahead and I was listening to some crazy metal and felt pumped from the epinephrine and endorphine cocktail I was having. So I decided to go through the curve a bit faster and then speed up more on the straight-away to school. As soon as that choice came into my head a white truck coming about 30-35mph down the other way was a mere inches from knocking me into the next life. I turned away as did he and I was left stunned as the bastard continued down the alley in his moronic rage. - The irony
 
I've had a few near head on collisions where I just closed my eyes and waited...

The worst ever though... was in a truck with my cousin... he's a bad driver... he drives too fast, doesnt pay attention... fun times. Anyway, we were coming down a hill on a narrow road, going maybe 50... a tractor trailer is coming up the hill in our lane... FAR in our fucking lane... there's no where to go except into the ditch on the side of a mountain... he swerves down into it, I'm getting hit in the face with branches and shit... he gets back on the road somehow... and about ten seconds later...his muffler falls off.


Oh... and I was hit in the temple with a baseball when I was 14... everything went hazy... I had no clue where I was or who anyone was... and I woke up sitting in the dugout, apparently an hour and a half later.
That night, I went to bed... and woke up fully clothed sitting in our bathtub.
 
In electrician class in high school I once accidentally stung my finger on an optofibre cable piece, which broke and disappeared. Since our teacher had warned us that it could travel with your blood to your heart, I seriously thought I was going to die. I even threw away the porn magazines I had in my room, in case I would die overnight and my parents would clean out my room. I became so hypocondric that I started to feel real stings in my heart, but after I went and checked myself it stopped instantly.
 
I had a scary experience way back in highschool with a couple of friends

We were like a street down from my apartment hotboxing a car when we started noticing a red truck constantly passing by..getting a little paranoid we decided we should leave....AFTER having another bowl haha, so of course as we are lighting it up, the red truck comes once again, parks behinds us and highbeams us...

at this point we are like fuck that shit, it must be a cop or something so we start the car and drive around the block and finally park by my apartment and turn it off...and just wait...about 45 seconds later the red truck comes, but he didn't see if we got out or not (btw the car was an 04 rsx with full tints)..he parks right behind the car so we are blocked..as he is walking out, one of my friends shouts, "He's got a gun!!", we think he is fucking around, but lo and behold, as we look back, the guy is fucking holding a gun and walking up to the car...we immediately hit the floor, seats all the way down and everyone is completely petrified...he comes up to the driver's window and is trying to look through, but luckily we had full tints so he couldn't see shit but his own reflection (night time mind you)..he goes back to his car, drives a couple of feet, then stops and gets out and does the whole routine again with the gun (he did this a total of 3 times) and finally honked once, then left..

Needless to say I was shitting my pants throughout...but in retrospect I really wish we went outside and kicked his fucking ass, because it would have been very easy to slam the drivers door in his face when he was trying to look through the window and then proceed to hop out and beat the living shit out of him..(problem is, we were packing MJ so if cops showed up we would have been fucked)
 
I've been in numerous car accidents all of which were very frightening. It's the kind of thing where you step out of your car and you can barely stand up because your nerves are out of control and you feel like collapsing and passing out. This has happened to me way too many times. Let me just say that people where I live drive like fucking idiots.

Many years ago a friend of mine and I got sort of held up by a black dude in downtown Phoenix. He managed to force his way into my friend's car and make us take him to what appeared to be some sort of crack house and he threatened us and managed to get us to give up all of the cash we had. It was a strange experience. I'm leaving out a lot of details here, but they are basically irrelevant. Basically this was sort of a frightening experience.

A couple months ago my gf and I took a trip out to Prescott, AZ and we were kicking it at a bar over there and this guy came up and starting being very friendly towards us but he seemed kind of shady and appeared to be an ex-convict. He challenged us to a game of pool and we accepted and then when he stood up we both noticed that he had a very conspicuous swastika tattoo on his neck. Now normally this wouldn't stress me out but my girlfriend is very obviously Asian and I thought to myself at that moment "is this guy going to follow us outside to brutalize us for being putative race mixers?" We were both very worried about this. I beat him at pool and then he went to the bathroom and we basically hightailed it out of that place. I never figured out what that guy's deal was; he was really, really nice. Maybe he was trying to atone for past wrongdoings or something but we weren't about to stick around and find out. It was kind of creepy.

There are a lot of other creepy/frightening situations I've been in but I can't think of them in detail off the top of my head.
 
In electrician class in high school I once accidentally stung my finger on an optofibre cable piece, which broke and disappeared. Since our teacher had warned us that it could travel with your blood to your heart, I seriously thought I was going to die. I even threw away the porn magazines I had in my room, in case I would die overnight and my parents would clean out my room. I became so hypocondric that I started to feel real stings in my heart, but after I went and checked myself it stopped instantly.

I get hypochondriac over little things like that too. The real silly part is that you threw away your porn magazines just because you thought you were gonna die.
 
On a winter day here maybe 10 years ago I was driving to school and opted to use a smaller road for some unknown reason. The road was very slippery/icy...and at one point the road is going up and down with houses and trees on both sides and a railroad right at the bottom of the slope. Well as I was going downhill, I noticed the flashing lights indicating that a train is coming late as the houses and trees are blocking the view a little. I wasn't going fast to begin with but the road conditinon made it practically impossible to stop when I realised that I really had to stop because of the oncoming train...which only increased my stress and probably made me try to break harder (which only contributed to more sliding). Anyway I saw the train coming and knew that my car wasn't going to stop and a collission was imminent. Let's just say that this was the scariest 5 seconds of my life, I was sure I was going to die. But luckily my car hit the wheels of the first train and stopped right there like I had hit a wall. I was perfectly fine after the crash so I was pretty lucky there.

Second place was when I was going to see my parents and driving near Montreal around 1h A.M. at 70mph on cruise control. There aws barely any cars on the highway and I was driving in the middle of 3 lanes. Well getting closer to Montreal there was a car in the middle lane and one that was passing me on the left, so I wanted to break a little so the cruise control stops and allow me to slow down while the other car was passing me. Well the cruise control didn't want to stop and after trying to break more the car just sped up again which scared me as I wasn't expecting that...so I had to swirve to the right to avoid both cars and since the road was going left it made the rear of my car slide when I tried to go back left. So I lost control of my car going 70mph and it did a 180 and hit the concrete in the middle of the road before sliding for what seemed like forever. I was uninjured and my car was also not too bad considering what had happened. But to add a little bit of drama, my car was facing the wrong way in the left lane of a speedy highway after a left curve with no way of seeing that I was there. So evidently the first thing coming my way is a BIG van with a trailer...so I had to do like in the movies and basically back up real fast and so a 180 so I could go in the right direction again and leave this very dangerous area.

Fun times.
 
Only because you arent tall enough to see over the dash.

My life about to end seems pretty creepy to me.

Anywho... I've got another one.

Driving home one night, just at dark... my cousin and I had been fishing. I come to the bottom of a hill... A figure appears from the right, which is odd, because there's a guardrail then a straight drop on that side...

The figure slowly moves across the road in front of my car and into the other lane and vanishes from sight. It was quite an odd thing to look at... as my memory of the figure was quite blurry, and it made no effort to walk, yet somehow moved.
A big van was coming in the other lane and made no effort to slow down or stop.. no sound of a person being mangled in a car wreck... no vehichles parked on the other side of the road... nothing.

There was an awkward silence the rest of the way home.. I dropped him off... as I was telling my parents about what happened... we get a phone call from my aunt, asking if I knew anything about the ridiculous story he had told her.

I'm not one to believe in shit like that... but... I was there... and it happened... I want to think someone just took a daring walk across the road... but that's not what happened.