Guess who was up all night listening to pasta's! -Raises hand- ;~;
I was listening to one of my childhood fear, the warning signals. You know, the ones that occasionally come up with 2 long beeps and 3 short ones? Well, I stupidly watched it at 12:30 pm because I was an insomniac and regret it. In the pasta, they got to the part of the lights going out and eyes were piercing the darkness. Now I'm afraid to turn and look at my closet which I so. Stupidly left open. I am afraid to even move and I feel like a wuss about it. I had to watch happy. Shows to stop thinking about that creepypasta. But the funny thing is, I probably would rewatch it in the morning and not care. So, what is it about the night that managed to scare a 15 year old horror-lover like me when the grudge didn't? What is it about the dark thatt managed to make me cry when listening to a pasta? (God it would be terrible if a TV alert came on, I'd flip)