I terrify myself all the time. In fact, that is why I have decided to make the jump from non-fiction to horror. The piece I am currently working on is based on a nightmare I had that kept me awake for over 24 hours, but I'm not going to give out too many details at the moment because I am entering this one in the Horror Hounds contest on here.
I can't write non-fiction for the life of me. A lot of my story ideas come from dreams too. Also I noticed you're from crossville. I'm from Jonesborough but near Johnson City. Tennessee isn't a state most Koreans know, so I tell them it's where Elvis and Jack Daniel's are from. They usually say, "Jack Daniel's good," and give me a thumbs up, lol.
I freak myself out all the time. Some of the stuff in my horror stories is truly weird.
I know what you mean. A lot of my stuff is like that. When people ask, what's it about, I'm like um ... How about that soccer game.
I creep myself out almost every night, and once I wrote a story about a guy who was trapped inside his mind, where his best friend's eyes were sewn shut and mud was leaking from his mouth.
This sounds truly horrifying=)
I do creep myself out at times.
I had some really weird things happen in my home during the writing of The Banishing and I was convinced I'd summoned something from hell LOL.
I don't believe in the paranormal at all, except sometimes, my brain goes, what if there is something to this. In my apartment they have a speaker so they can announce crap. A lot of Korean apartment complexes do this, but it's really loud and I got tired getting woken up at 8 am on the weekends so I cut the wires. (I probably shouldn't admit I did this, lol.) Well, as I was doing it, I had this sudden clear image that the speaker would continue to work. I brushed it off. Low and behold two days later I hear an announcement. I flipped out, took the thing down again. I half expected to see a repairman had come in and fixed it. No, the wires were still severed but I could still hear the announcement. Only it wasn't coming from the speaker.
It was coming from the wall.
Just as I was about to really freak out I realized that the neighbors must have a speaker in their apartment opposite mine. Hello 8 am every Saturday.