hey guys, its winter, its dark, tell the most scary story from your life!
Mine was at an old house, from the 1800th, builded by one of my friends great great grandfather, deep out in the norwegian countryside, late at night, with my buddies, we were staying there for a week and fishing. One night as we re playing card games, sitting around the table, with candle lights, it was really dark, as it gets around midnight in summertime, we were listening to slayer on a low volume. It was fun and cool, we were not more than 14years, so we felt really cool being alone out there for a week. But then all the sudden, a weak knocing on the wall occured, 3-4times, we all got up and looked terrified, the main door was open, so I ran to close it, and locked it, fumbling like crazy with the lock, the knocks got louder and louder and were on all sides of the house, also sounded like somebody where trowhing rocks on the roof, we were crazy of fear, all shaking and crabed some wood to use for protection, I decided to run out and fight who ever it was, but the others stopped me, and it continued for over 4hours, until we heard a car starting up. then it stopped, we went to bed, it was a great feeling when it stopped, probally just some hilbillies that we had seen the day before out fishing, they were really agressive and told us to back to oslo because this and that, and we are pretty dark haired, one is from denmark and one is half persian, alot of the boys out on the countryside are neo nazis. But we thought it was like the devil him self out there, they were probally laughing their arses off, kinda embarrasing story, but there you go, some scary stuff, one of my friends in all the ruckus drawed a picture of jesus, kinda makes me remember how scared he was.
Whats your moment of horror!