Wednesday, November 14, 2012

Scary Movies

Hey, loyal Alone at Nighters. Hope you're all staying safe and loving life. We're a little low on stories at the moment, so we thought we'd change things up a little bit and ask you to share your favorite scary movies. Here is a small list of ours.

The Shining: a Stephen King classic with terrific directing and acting.
Paranormal Activity: The first one. Starts slow but gathers speed like a runaway freight train.
Session 9:  A little known film about about an Asbestos cleaning crew working in an abandoned mental hospital (cliche, I know, but it doesn't detract from the film).
28 Days Later:  Brought fast zombies into the mainstream. That shot of the protagonist walking through the abandoned streets of London is a classic!
Shaun of the Dead:  Not very frightening, but Pegg is the kind of actor you can immagine being best friends with.

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

The Pranksters

So on fridays evenings everyone is out of the house and it's left to just me and my mum where we sort of make a tradition of watching movies together. 

So we had spent the evening catching up on The Walking Dead and its about 10pm when the phone starts ringing. My mum goes to answer it and I listen in and shes's asking who it is, what they want things like that. 

She hangs up the phone and I can see shes a bit freaked and she goes straight to the window in our living room, looking outside, it's dark but thes a street light right outside out house. She then tells me that whoever was on the phone said that they were outside our house, watching us and that they wanted to come in. 

I'm fairly nervous at this point and I join her looking out the window and of course theres no one there. I go around locking all the doors, shutting the blinds and everything just in case but for the rest of the night nothing happened. 

So yeah, it was kind of freaky, just what they said to my mum and that we were alone watching something horror related but I know it was a prank after because what my mum didnt tell me at the time was that she could hear people laughing and giggling in the background. So, yeah, good job pranksters. You got us.


The Neighbor Downstairs

When I was about 17 years old we lived in a basement flat in a tenement building. There was also a lower basement flat below us that my mum's friend lived in. She lived there with her husband and 3 sons. Her eldest son was about 20 at the time, and for years he'd suffered from paranoid schizophrenia. He was always getting into fights at bars, and he'd actually nearly killed a man when he'd stabbed him with a bottle. He didn't do time for it as he wasn't caught but his mum had told my mum of the crime and my mum had just stayed silent about it because it was her friend's son and she didn't want to get involved (wouldn't be my choice but I understood my mum wanting to stay out of it). 

Anyway, eldest son also had a crush on me. He had done for years at this point and it really freaked me out. 

So this one night I'm lying in my bed. My bedroom had glass patio doors which led into the back garden we shared with his family. I'm just lying there trying to sleep and the movement sensor light turns on, indicating there is someone/thing near the back door. I figured maybe it was just a cat or something. The next thing, there's some gentle tapping on the glass and the eldest son starts saying my name over and over and asking me to let him in, whilst pulling the handle down and shaking the door to try to open it several times. I was absolutely frozen to the spot. Then he starts counting down from 10 and I'm panicking at what will happen when he gets to 0. I can see his outline standing there behind the drapes as I'm lying there terrified in my bed, unable to to move. 

Thankfully, after counting down he just said he was leaving and he'd be off now. I heard him leave, still counting as he went.


Monday, November 5, 2012


Myself and two friends, N & G lets call them, were 14 and N's sister R was with us who was 11 at the time. We'd been shopping in town and were going back to N & R house for the afternoon; to get to their house you had to walk out of town down to the train station, cross the station/tracks and essentially walk through the "bad part of town". The place they had moved to not long ago was known as a rough area and they moved closer to me just 3 years later. So this Saturday we had just crossed past the train station and we're entering the rough area, we talking and laughing, just generally having a good time when suddenly R walks closer to us and says some guy is following us. We turn to look and a good few feet away is this rough looking guy, maybe in his 40's, walking behind us with this dirty coat on and a baseball cap and his head low. Straight away he gave me a creepy feeling buy I didn't want to scare R so I said it was probably nothing but a few minuets later he was till following us and R was starting to get a bit scared now.

I noticed the street we were walking down had this small car park coming up to our left side which was for a little pub we'd be passing just before it. So I leaned towards R & my friends and said that when we came to the car park to just suddenly cut into and across the car park to see if he followed or not. They agreed and when we approached we quickly cut to the left and started walking across the car park; I look behind me and there the guy is following us. Everyone else noticed and R started getting upset, we saw a alley coming up and we looked at each other and I nodded, we looked behind us and noticed he seemed to be quicken his pace so I yelled RUN and we took off towards and down the alley way. We were running as fast as our legs could carry us and we could hear him behind us although we had a bit of a head start on him, it was a very windy alley and as we'd come to the end of one part he would be at the start of it. R started to get a stich and she stopped running an was crying, saying she couldn't run anymore so my friends and I picked her up and helped her run and at this point now he was really close behind us. Eventually we saw the end of the alley and it opened out to a street just a street away from their house so as soon as we got out we just kept running until we got to a corner shop around the corner from their house. We turned around and waited but there was no sign of the man, it looked like we'd lost him.

We went into the shop and got some sweets just to see if he appeared as we didn't want him following us back to N & R house but there was still no sign of him so after making our purchase we quickly made our way back to their house. We told her parents what had happened and they told us we were never to walk back from town to their house again and to ring their father and he'd pick us up. We then proceeded to watch movies, go over what we bought and play with their dogs but I still think about that day sometimes and think how lucky we were. That guy could have been anyone and could have done anything to us!

C. Morgan