The odd thing is that in Japan I think I felt this feeling of something in the dark watching me more than anywhere in the world. In America I never once felt it (that I can remember), in Berlin even in the dead of night I felt I could go anywhere and not feel it. This experience jogged some memories of games as a child namely Graveyard Tag. The last time I played this was with John Galady (sp) around my house back in probably 4th or 5th grade. A good memory. I'll have to see if they do that sort of thing here in Japan--probably not.
My question is for any who care to respond when was the last time you were scared and what was it that scared you? Thanks for stopping by..
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I won't tell you exactly when it happened, but I got really frightened on a flight not too long ago. For absolutely no reason whatsoever, I was sure the plane was going to crash. I got all nervous, heart beating fast and whatnot. For no reason. No turbulence, just a feeling that I was going to die. Still freaks me out thinking about it.
EvilDrGrignard said...
hey anonymous a.k.a. the Gaikokucho-stalker, you need to start posting with your name so I know who you are.
What's more I'm disappointed my readers have been more forward with their tales for fright and excitement. Or as the Japanese say
Taruzu obu flaito aando ekusaitomento.
peas,
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You need to proof read your shit dude. Besides that, scared or nervous? The last time I was scared/spooked out was when I watched "saw". Those kind of monvies scare the shit out of me. The last time I felt extremly nervous, is when I quit my last job.
As far as real life scared goes, it was when I was hanging out with Blayne and Terry. We were going to title town and were stopped at the bridge cause a boat was going through and the bridge was up. Some dudes came up to my window (Mustang at the time) and started talkin' shit because I looked at them. The instigater smelled like booze and kept feelin' around by his waist. He was a little punk that I wasn't going to find out if he had something to prove. I kinda felt like used gum when he and his compadre left because I didn't do anything about it, but I didn't know if he had a gun or some sort of weapon. So I just played his little bitch routine and left it that. We got wasted that night, so the story ends good.