Have you ever scared the daylights out of yourself with...

@Loverbear (4918)
United States
September 2, 2009 2:03am CST
I just felt something tickling me along the breast bone. I peeked down my shirt (with embroidered flowers on it) to see what it was, saw one of the flowers and jumped out of my skin! I haven't been quite as bad about scaring myself but when I do, I do a really good job of it. Have you scared yourself? With what? Did you feel as dumb as I do now???
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@Nardz13 (5055)
• New Zealand
2 Sep 09
Hi there Loverbear. Actually I have scared myself, and this was a first for me. A week after I got a small tattoo (a mandarin letter) on the inside of my right forearm, I was with some friends having a good old catch up, the lights were dim, the room was smelling of pot and the fumes must of hit me. Well as I turned to look towards the window on my rightside, I got a hell of a fright and whacked the heck out of my forearm in front of everyone, thinking it was a spider, when all the time it was my tattoo, boy did I feel stupid, when I realized what it was, everyone sat there laughing themselves silly. What an embarrassing visit, now when I think of it, I can laugh at how stupid that was. Cheers have an awsome day Loverbear
@sacmom (14192)
• United States
2 Sep 09
I'll say I have! While I was outside one day with my kids my youngest son had wanted me to save a stick for him that he had found, so I had put it in one of my pockets. I just knew that I would forget about it. Sure enough I did. I saw something out of the corner of my eye that I thought had been some sort of strange looking bug. I just about jumped out of my skin, it freaked me out so bad. But once I realized what it was I laughed at myself for being so silly. LOL Happy mylotting!
@ElicBxn (63643)
• United States
2 Sep 09
not quite that bad... I have a LOT of moles, and after having a close encounter with a tick, I felt something tickling me and tried to swat a mole off me, don't really know who I scared more tho, myself or the cat who was wiskering me