Thank you, anon. I was just fooling around with a camera and my friend Emily.
Kyle Thompson - Graveyard Girls (2013)
my first LA earthquake was in summer 2012 when I was out here for an internship. I’d been on the internet reading creepypastas, you know, those spooky internet stories that seem like they could be real, and for some reason the one that stuck with me was one that mentioned a woman getting mauled to death by a chimpanzee. Like, it had never occurred to me to be afraid of getting mauled by a chimpanzee, but now I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I always kind of thought that if I were attacked by a human, somehow I’d step up and hulk out and just destroy him, even though that’s not based in facts. But a chimpanzee? I was lying in bed, trying to get to sleep, thinking about a chimpanzee coming into my room and trying to maul me and knowing that if it did I would be completely powerless to fight it off. It was a completely new irrational fear for me and I lacked any kind of predetermined mental defense mechanisms against it.
I finally fell asleep and the earthquake hit at around 4 a.m. By all accounts it was a very small one, and it was over before I was fully awake, but I woke up with a jolt and I only knew that something was very wrong. I was freaking out but I didn’t know why. So my first thought was THIS IS IT. A CHIMPANZEE. A CHIMPANZEE HAS COME FOR ME.
and that’s the story of my first LA earthquake and how I mistook it for getting attacked by a chimpanzee.