Friday, January 18, 2008
week 2- fear
At my house the stairs to the basement are wood and the wall is black rock. the stairs go stright down and the light is around the corner. All the toys and games were down there thats where we played. but everytime I would want to go down there I would stop myself at the top and look stright down and see nothing but black I was scared that someone would be down there waiting to get me. so I would run down the stairs so fast turn the corner and turn on the light. On no ones there. till the next time, all my fear is gone.
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6 comments:
ah . that sounds creepy . i hated the dark also . !
very scary story, i almost jumped out've my seat i was so scared. but seriously, yea ive definately had a couple of moments like that too.
i hated my basement to when i was young.
dark basements are always creepy!
I used to have a really scary basement at my old house I hated going down there when I was litte.
Yeah this creeps me out in a way... It kind of reminds me of a childhood graveyard of like memories? Sounds stupid but it's the first thing that came in my mead :p
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