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My most memorable:
So there was this haunted house, sponsered by a church. (Every event in my hometown was sponsored by one church or another. Even Halloween stuff.)
The haunted house was actually a haunted barn. And a big part of the fear was that you had to run across a stack of hay bales while being chased by Leatherface!! (Texas Chainsaw Massacre, you undersand.)
Well, I ran across those hay bales, and I slipped, and I fell off. I fell into the dead space between the hay bales and the side of the barn -- which was basically a large tarp.
And I was trapped for 10 or 15 minutes, until someone from my church group realized I didn't turn up at the van.
But by that point, the dude with the chainsaw found me and tortured me a bit.
The end.