haha dude i know what ya mean about the trash my next door neightbor has the creepy ass picture of this little kid kneeling down with a rifle (looks like from the revolutionary war) and OMG i swear as i walk by that little thing watches me....ughguhghug

I heard something outside late at night. So I pull back the curtain and one of my smartass male friends was standing there with his face pressed against the window. I swear I almost had a heart attack!! now I hate pulling the curtain back, God only knows what's going to be standing there. :eek: :eek:

Oh no. I'm sure there's plenty of other reasons.

After I first saw "Bride of Chucky" I went in the hall way and when I turned on the light the cover of the movie just flashed across my eyes.

I don't think I have ever been in a situation that reminded me of a horror movie. Unless you count that time I went to that haunted trail out in the backwoods and thought about The Texas Chainsaw Massacre the whole time.

Every once in a while I'll imagine what it would be like if suddenly the world turned into the worlds depicted in horror films. Like, I'm driving down the road, and I'll glance into the field next to me and imagine a group of zombies wandering about. Or one time, when I driving along the Gulf Coast, I looked out to sea and imagined a giant Cthulhu rising up out of the water on the horizon. That stuff gets me all excited and giggly. :D