Thread: For the Love of a Good Scare

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I have a "scary" story I would like to share.

My husband and I had went to a local campground to visit his brother and sister-in-law who were staying there. We weren't going to stay ourselves so we decided to just stay really late and then head home. We all stayed awake till 3:00 a.m. but then everyone started to get sleepy. Especially my husband who had been sleeping in our car for an hour. So they went to bed and I got in the car to drive home, my husband still asleep in the passenger seat. Since it was just me and him, I wanted him to wake up, but no such luck.

I really have to use the bathroom and I know it's a long drive home so I decide to stop at one of the bathroom/shower cabins. I chose the last one on the way out. There were no campers at all in this area.

The outside of the cabin was lit with orange lights. There was a long sidewalk that led straight up to it and on both sides of the sidewalk were two HUGE pine trees.

I got out of my car and started walking towards the door. My over-active imagination was noting how much this seemed like the beginning of a horror movie. I was alone and my husband was still sleeping. Inside the bathroom it was very nice, large with cathedral ceilings lots of stalls and showers. Plenty of places for the serial killer in my mind to be hiding. Just waiting for the opportunity to kill the next person who is stupid enough to be alone in this bathroom at 3:00 a.m.

I'm sitting there on the toilet and I hear something. My heart starts racing and I realize it's just my bracelet jingling. Then another sound. This time from the other side of the door. I finish my business but I just stand there fully expecting that when I open the door someone would be standing there and would slit my throat or something equally as bloody. I finally get the courage to open the door and...........nothing. No one's there but that does little to comfort me at this point. I am truely scared. I go over to wash my hands as quickly as I can and then head for the door.

I'm outside now and walking down the long sidewalk. I can see the car parked kinda cockeyed with the headlights still on and the two pines on either side of the sidewalk. As I'm walking down the sidewalk I see in my peripheral vision something moving near the silhouette of one of the pines. I look at it and think, 'that looks like a person' I look away, look back and again 'person'. I look to the other side to see if the other pine has this. No. No it is a person. I am terrified so I take off running toward the car. As I get to the narrow opening between the two pines, my husband jumps out. (Enter very loud, very long, B-movie scream here) followed by "I hate you... I'm divorcing you...I'm having a heart attack.......and then........"I love you that was AWESOME".

I thought I would share this story with you cause I figured you all could appreciate the beauty of this. As adults it is so often hard to feel this kind of fear. My imagination played the largest role, but my husband was spot on in his supporting role and he knows how much I like to be scared.

That's funny. The way you detailed it, I had all pictured out. Your hubby is a champ.
How are you going to get him back? After that you gotta do something lol.

Isn't just crazy how our minds work against us!!! That is a great story and well told. But You have to figure out something for him. The hard part is timing.. He could not have had a better opportunity than this.

i was just laughing my butt off over this story. I hope you get him back.

For doing something that had not been done to them in many years... I scared them, here in my haunted house, The Ravens Grin Inn.
When scaring people always be well aware of how their mood might be growing in fearful intensity. Actually terrorizing someone very strongly is not recommended by me. Personally, I want and need repeat customers to financially support my fun.

My friend and neighbor is a pretty good sized woman, tall and big, yet using her wits and possibly mental abilitys she could hide herself, almost in plain sight from her now ex husband in a small Motel room!
She would just suddenly "not be there". He would spent hours looking and wondering where she was? The motel door was locked from the inside, so he knew she had to be in there somehow, someplace?
After extreme amounts of time had passed, she would suddenly be "There", scaring him greatly!
(Notice this man is now her ex-husband)
She did this sort of thing to him many times, he always hated it..because it upset and scared him.

That was really funny. You have to let us know when you get your revenge. On a side note, I want to say that Iam impressed with your hygiene....

Originally Posted by creepyhomemaker

I have a "scary" story I would like to share.
I am truely scared. I go over to wash my hands as quickly as I can and then head for the door.

...even with a potential killer lurking outside you still washed your hands. LMAO

Originally Posted by Thegardenofshadows

That was really funny. You have to let us know when you get your revenge. On a side note, I want to say that Iam impressed with your hygiene....




...even with a potential killer lurking outside you still washed your hands. LMAO

HaHaHa! That IS funny!

I can not tell you how much I was pulled in to this story! I was with you at every point and feeling all the anxiety you must have been feeling even to the point in the middle of reading this story I actually had to stop and tell myself she is fine because she wrote this thread This was a great story. You should think about being a short story writer, you really had me pulled into this story right there with you. Only I was standing by the door while you were washing your hands saying "are you freaking kidding me??? Lets get the hell out of here!!!!"

Originally Posted by Spookilicious mama

I can not tell you how much I was pulled in to this story! I was with you at every point and feeling all the anxiety you must have been feeling even to the point in the middle of reading this story I actually had to stop and tell myself she is fine because she wrote this thread This was a great story. You should think about being a short story writer, you really had me pulled into this story right there with you. Only I was standing by the door while you were washing your hands saying "are you freaking kidding me??? Lets get the hell out of here!!!!"

Thanks After rereading it, the hand washing part cracks me up too. Note to self: If you find yourself about to be attacked by a psycho killer, remember that hand washing is not conducive to survival. Germs be damned and in the words of Spookilicious mama "Get the hell out of there!!!!"

She is wise, that Spooky Mama.

This was an awesome story to kick off my morning...I was trying to help devise battle plans for you as you were on the toilet. (Hmmm...she could stand on the toilet and clock him over the head in the next stall...grab the trash can and throw it behind her in the path of the killer...heheheheh. Horror movies do give us some good ideas).

The creepiest part was when you mentioned your car's headlights still on in the dark, facing you. BRRRRRRRR!! MAN, those situations give me the jeebies!