How your mind plays tricks on you.
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| Wed, 04-18-2007 - 1:18am |
I just went to get a book out of my car(it's after midnight)and the motion detector lights were on. I realized this as sort of a second thought and suddenly became paranoid. All of a sudden my ears perked up and my senses became hightened. It was almost as if I had the auditory senses of a bat or something, LOL. It seemed like I could hear everything which, just made me even more paranoid. I let my dog out of the house and allowed her to walk on ahead of me.
Of course, anything could have set off the lights and the noises could have been a bunny or anything for that matter. It's just, once you get yourself worked into that kind of state it's difficult to snap out of it. I'm safe now, book in hand, but my paranoid side is wondering, was it just an innocent bunny rabbit???
Do you guys ever do this sort of thing? It's kinda spooky.
Edited 4/18/2007 1:38 am ET by cfk_3

You just reminded me of something that happened to me a couple months ago.
Ha! That's funny, both stories were . . .
I am always scaring myself. However, I've also had some really creepy things happen, too. When I was living in my condo downtown I was walking my dog at like 2 in the morning after a Saturday night date. There were these two Bradford pear trees that were planted too deep and too close together. Hence, they were more like one huge bush (no trunks) than two trees. Anyway, Zoe kept tugging me over to those trees over and over so I started looking around them to see if there was a cat or something crouched underneath.
I immediately saw two legs, two tall thin legs in blue jeans. I pretended like I did not see them and started talking to Zoe in order to get control of my faculties. I glanced over to make absolute sure I saw what I thought I saw. Yep. Two long lanky legs right in the midst of all of these branches. I said, "Come on Zoe, you're getting on my nerves. If you aren't going to do anything, I'm taking you back inside" When I got to the top of the little hill behind my condo I turned around and saw the guy back out of the trees and then take off behind some other condos. He was wearing a black hooded sweatshirt with the hood on.
I ran to my door as fast as I could. The kicker was, I shared the story with the couple across from me the next day and the girl totally brushed me off. "Ohhh, you're just being a typical girl. I'm sure it was just some teenager. I was like that when I lived alone too." I really felt like punching her ; )
Whoever it was, they had no business being back there. It made no sense unless, by some chance, I happened to come out there at the exact moment he needed to take a leak and was too darn lazy to go back up to his condo to go. That was the only way I could make sense of it.
A couple of months later I had fallen asleep on my couch watching TV, also a weekend night. A dog's barking woke me and for some reason I peeked out of my blinds. Directly in front of my condo was the parking lot(great view). There was a man leaning against an old Mercedes and he either waved to me or as I later hypothesized, was smoking a cigarette.
What didn't make sense about that was, it was twenty degrees outside. If you live there (he could have been visiting a non-smoker) why would you go outside in freezing temperatures to smoke? I called the cops that night. When I thought he waved to me, that's all it took after seeing those legs in the midst of those trees two months prior.
I asked the owner of the Mercedes the next morning if he was a smoker and if he was standing out beside his car the night before and he said no. He also said that he needed to start locking his doors. This was a good part of town. We really needn't worry about locking our cars. I wasn't used to a lot of kids or noisy neighbors. It was close to the city but still quite rural. Rolling hills all around, a great place to live. That's why I was so taken back by these two odd occurrences.
Sorry, got a little carried away!! Those were the only times I ever shed tears over something like that, I was freaked the heck out. I lived there about two more years and never experienced anything even close to that again, thank goodness.
Anyone else have any spooky stories???
I've always been really jumpy.
I used to read the Little House On The Prairie books. In those books, a common occurance was that a panther would get into their shanty at night. So I used to be afraid that a panther was going to climb up the tree outside my window, jump onto the little roof that was over the porch, and get in my room (and my bed was right next to that window). My mother gently explained to me that panthers just don't walk down busy main roads in Massachusetts in the middle of the night, but I totally didn't believe her.
Another thing that spooked me as a kid that I just laugh about now...I used to always be worried about burglars getting into the house. Well, one time, my father, knowing how spooked I could get, told me there was a homeless guy living in the dumpster that was behind the fast-food joint we lived across the street from. I was horrified and asked, "Is he going to break into the house and get into my room?" My father's answer? "Oh, probably not...." He LOVED to scare the willies out of me.
I also used to read a lot of Nancy Drew books. Well, one of the ones I read was about a ghost (well, in the end, it turned out to not really be a ghost). So, I was petrified that we'd have a ghost in the house. What did my father do? He told me we did have a ghost, and that his name was Fred (and Fred was always sitting right next to me).
He kept up the Fred charade right up until the night he hid in my closet right before I was supposed to go to bed, and put a blanket over his head. He waited until I was in bed with the lights out, and came walking out of my closet making "ghost noises." I screamed and cried hysterically. It was then that my mother put her foot down and insisted that my father make "Fred" go away. LOL
Edited 4/19/2007 1:04 am ET by cl-countrygrlupnorth