I love freaky stories and such, and when I was younger they used to tie me up in knots. But I guess I've read so much horror and watched so much horror that it doesn't really affect me anymore.
Though every now and then it'll sneak up on me, like I'll be walking through a dark room and feel like someone's behind me or something. *cue enormous fat guy running flat-out for his bedroom to hide under the covers.*
Though every now and then it'll sneak up on me, like I'll be walking through a dark room and feel like someone's behind me or something. *cue enormous fat guy running flat-out for his bedroom to hide under the covers.*
12 years