Cassi wrote:
Heh. A few years ago, some of my family was over, so we went down to London to do touristy things. My stepdad wanted to go to London Dungeon. I told him that it would be a bad idea, and I really didn't want to go. He said oh, it'll be fine.
I, uh, got into the entrance bit and then had to leave. I was shaking and crying and generally a mess, and that was without even going into it properly. Of course someone had to come out with me, because they didn't want to leave me (especially in that state) sitting around London on my own, so it was a waste of the cost of two tickets.
On the bright side, my stepdad now believes me when I tell him that I can't go into things like that.
Anoohilator wrote:
Corr I'd hate to go to the London Dungeons! *shiver*
*wants to go to the London Dungeons* - You can call me disturbed, unnerving, weird, crazy, dumb... but that's just me, get used to it
I went to the Tower on a school trip, but they wouldn't let us in the Dungeon :|
Speaking of dreams, I've had some odd ones, and some gross ones, but my last scary nightmare was when I was 6...
I don't exist. omo