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Remember the thrill and feeling of absolute raw terror that you got from haunted house attractions when you were little? Do any of you still have even a hint of that left?

Personally, I don't think I do. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy going to them a hell of a lot. But that spark of fear is pretty much gone. I went to few about a week or two ago and I spent most of the time admiring everyone's costumes, and enjoying the creepy scenery. Which is a complete 180 from when I was little. First off, my parents had to force me to go in, (probably a fore shadowing of what I was about to become. lol ) and in the middle of it all I'd end up, stoping between rooms crying because I was too scared to go on. (One of the monsters broke out of character to comfort me, once. sweatdrop ) I mean, I know some of it has to do with getting older, but I've come across plenty of adults who freak the ******** out, even to the point where strangers have grabbed me as if I could protect them or something. But I'm pretty sure my lack of fear stems a lot from watching slasher films and surrounding myself with dark things.

As I said, what about y'all?

The thrill of terror is dead for me, too.

In a way, I blame Lord of the Rings. My father read it to me when I was six. I was terrified of the Nazguls and had nightmares about them for years. But after a while the bad dreams stopped and I was snapping my fingers at Black Riders.

When you've convinced yourself not to be afraid of twisted undead horrors who want to steal your soul, everything else pales in comparison!

When I was little, I'd beg my parents to let so into haunted houses, and about halfway through they would have to take me home, because I'd get really scared. Nowadays, Haunted houses just aren't that scary. Sure, I'll jump occasionally, but it's not like I'm REALLY scared. I think part of it has to do with growing up and accepting the reality of things.

Austin's got that too! He got to see the principle yesterday cause some kid snuck up behind him and grabbed him. The kid fell over bleeding from the mouth and nose. That didn't go over well.

When I was young the unseelie glamours were overwhelming to my empathetic nature. Now that I better understand the delicate balance inherent I revel in the panoply around me; I can lower my guard and allow the old chills to creep over me in that familiar, oh-so delicious manner.

Nope, never did it for me.

like if i go through one...the only thing that happens is that i get startled by the surprising thing poping out..but as for those stupid horror rides..and the show people being torn appart and s**t like that i like that stuff..i like th morbidness

I get so freaked out from haunted houses. Not from horror movies(I have yet to see one that genuinly freaked me out), not from haunted hayrides, but haunted houses. I think its the fact that the people are right there and could actually touch you or physically harm you. sweatdrop