Scariest Thing that ever happend to you, GHOSTS?? Options

[dispn0ygonekrazy]

well since I cant Sleep and Pee wee herman scares the hell outta me....

whats the scariest thing that has ever happend to you... like encountering a ghost. or seeing something un natural or maybe even alost death situation Let your stories be told lol....

Me well I've lived in 2 haunted houses each with different stories and each with chilling details...

based on life expirience ever since I was a kid.. lol

Ima write up a story .... not

ghosts scare me and black cats

[femmefatale4160]

When I was seven years old, I had to go to New Jersey with my family because my Aunt was receiving cancer treatment there. I was sharing a room with my mom and her then-husband, Michael. From the very beginning, we started having trouble in the hotel. First, my Aunts Arzella and Anna, who were sharing a room, had to be moved twice because their first two rooms didn't have running water or working toilets. Then they had to be moved again because their next room had the smell of something rotten.
Later that night, I was sharing a bed with my mother, and our bed was right next to the bathroom. The bathroom door was open and the light was on, because at that age I was afraid of the dark. I went to sleep and woke up of a nightmare. When I awoke, I say a dark, greenish figure moving at the foot of the bed. But my mom was still next to me and her husband was in the next bed. I then realized that my stuffed animal (Flounder from the Little Mermaid) wasn't next to me. I found him on the floor. I could see perfectly fine--I was right next to the light coming from the bathroom. Flounder's eye was missing. I felt around on the floor and couldn't find it. So I handed him to mom. But when I did, his eye was back again. She handed him back to me. I touched the spot where his eye had been, and it felt rough and scratchy, not smooth and glassy like his remaining eye. So I passed him back to mom and once again, his eye was back.
Three years later, I woke up in my bedroom from a nightmare. Flounder was lying face down on my bed. I knew that if I picked him up, his eye would be gone. I picked him up anyway, and sure enough, it was missing. I threw him down and ran to my mom's bedroom. She got rid of him the next day.