When I was still a kid, I am so used to dreaming a lot. I would wake up in the middle of the night or in bleak dawn screaming because of my nightmares. I would even imagine those clothes outside hanging on the line to be ghosts that is why I would cover my whole body with a blanket during bedtime, including my face. I usually watched horror movies and I like the thought of being scared and that was the reason maybe why I kept on having nightmares. Okay, this is supposed to be the horror train story so I'll kick this off.
When I was ten years young, my friends invited me to go to a carnival. The entrance fee was very cheap so I did not asked my mom for some cash. I just had to notify her and asked for permission. She allowed me to go with my friends and gently advised to go safely and just be home on the right time. I went there with so much excitement. The city lights were glowing in different hues and there was a huge crowd close to becoming a mob already. In the streets were different people selling different goods, from toys to street food. I did not bother to buy or anything of that sort since I was there to go to the carnival. So we came to the place. It was jam-packed. The queue to the entrance was way too long. I was even worried not to be allowed to enter the place because of my young age but, my friends who were a lot older than me were good enough to act as my guardians (evil grin). Anyway, there was this horror train which caught my attention, but, my friends wanted to try the ferris wheel. I remembered my father telling me before I went to the carnival not to try any ride with a ferris wheel as it might be dangerous, so I was really hesitant. Due to my young age maybe, I joined my friends with the ride. We hurriedly got our tickets. We went there arranged ourselves on the seats available and ta-da, we were enjoying the ride. It was fun everytime it went from the top going down. Trust me you would love to really scream your loudest scream. I did scream for that was my first time to ride a ferris wheel. It was scary yet exciting and fun. After the ride, the horror train was still there calling me, inviting me to go and try it. I was having that great urge and so I had the hardest time convincing my friends that we try it. I was telling them that it's fun and exciting and telling them to look at the people and ask those people coming out of this huge booth where the horror train was. They were convinced after some grueling task of getting their approval - persistence really works. So we had our chance to go and try the horror train. When we got to the train, we were actually panicky as to where to sit and be buckled up. Everyone was a little scared even if the train hasn't started to go that huge dark cave. Even if I wanted to sit in between or at the middle, I was displaced and was positioned at the edge. The train started with this really really slow ride. Upon entering the cave, the mini lights inside the cave went to flicker strangely. There were screams and really scary whispers. There were people in sickening costumes you see in horror films wearing scary monstrous masks. I meet Freddie and Jason for real. There were black and white ladies. There was this beheaded priest. My heart was really pumping so hard and my arms were sweating. My friends were already screaming and all I could do was forced myself to close my eyes. I was already shaking and wanted to get out. I also wanted to pee. My friends were getting unruly and they were pushing me around or maybe everywhere, so, I opened my eyes. I was shocked and couldn't react much. There was this really ugly being from hell. He looked real. I was trying to push him away but he kept on coming. My friends were super scared and wanted to jump off the slowly moving train. Because I was so scared, I got a little freaked out and slapped the monster and kicked him. I even took his seemingly bloody mask and tossed it far. At last the train was getting to a close on the outside world, at the far end of the cave and I was still left scared. Well the monster which felt real was not there already. When we got off the train, there was this guy in costume and approached me. He asked me where was his mask. OMG! He was the monster that gave me goosebumps and received some physical blows from me. I was still scared yet laughing at the back of my head. I thought he would strangle me for real, and I would be running and screaming for my life. Well good enough he didn't. I just told him that I did not have it and that I threw it inside the cave. Good thing he believed me.
I just thought that I would love to have another ride of that horror train.