It's Officer Ringo, or Mr. Starkey if you're nasty

I just freaked the fuck out of myself.

I’m just watching some Spoony videos and I started watching his review of Paranormal Activity 3. Now, I’ve not seen the 3rd one yet and was just curious to see if it was really good judging by if Spoony enjoyed it. He goes into the summary of it and then starts talking about the scariest and freakiest scenes in depth (the bedsheet scene, the hovering and dropping kitchen shit scene, anything that involved Toby, and the final end scene, etc.) Well shit, I’m not scared of horror movies, but I am easily paranoid by these types of “surprise scare” movies. Anywho, I’m sitting in my room with the door shut, the lights off, and just the Spoony movie being the only thing talking. While I’m watching it, I’m getting a feeling of paranoia and excitement because this really sounds like a fucking awesome movie. Well, by the end of his review, I’m halfway freaked out, which I know is sad because I’m only watching a review, but my imagination took care of it and fuck, I freaked myself out.

Well, after pausing the video and taking a moment to compose myself, I notice my bedroom door start to slowly open. Now, my brother was in his room  and all the lights in the livingroom were turned off and shit man, my heart started doing fucking flip flops. Then when I’m fixing to get up and go turn my light on, my fucking black as darkness hellcat jumps up on the bed and on my chest and I literally freak the fuck out.

I don’t think I’ve screamed so loud ever.

what the even

Somebody get the fucking Winchester Brothers over to my house to sprinkle a ring of salt around my bed and cuddle with me till I get my sense back.