When I just started dating my now-wife, I quickly noticed she didn’t like being in dark alleys, parks, etc. She was skittish whenever we walked outside during the night, so I asked if something had happened.
She told me that when she was eight (in the early nineties), she went to a weekend camp. It was located in the forest, and she had a lot of fun… until the evening. She was in a group of six to eight girls, all around her age, and together with three camp leaders, they would do an evening walk. After walking for about thirty minutes:
Camp Leader #1: “Oops, this is where the track ends! But I think there might be still markings around here, so maybe we can find our way back!”
The girls quickly found the clues and followed the path, but somewhere around the route… they lost the clues and accidentally started following similar signs. Should the Camp Leaders have noticed?
Trust me, my wife still curses them for this.
Suddenly, everyone heard music – that must be the camp! Everyone hurries to the light… and ends up at a place with a radio and coffins. What was going on? The Camp Leaders don’t know either… and suddenly someone jumps from a coffin! The girls scream; it’s a vampire!
Turns out the group accidentally followed the tracks for the older teens – a more horror-creepy-track. The vampire was awfully nice and kind, giving directions about where they should go. My wife made clear this vampire had nothing to do with her fear.
No… it was the Camp Leaders. Imagine a group of eight-year-old girls, tired and scared because they are lost, no cell phones, and just had a vampire jump from a coffin… And then the Camp Leaders decide to say this:
Camp Leader #1: “Oh no, we are so lost! What if we never get home again?”
Camp Leader #2: “What if there are wolves or bears, they will eat you!”
Camp Leader #3: “Do you see that man over there? I think I saw him carrying a knife! What if he spots you? He will murder you all!”
Wife: *At eight years old.* “Where is [Camp Leader #1]?”
Camp Leader #2: “Oh, don’t worry, he’s just checking if that way is the way to the camp. Just wait a bit.”
At that moment, [Camp Leader #1] jumps from the bushes, with his beanie pulled over his head. He screams ‘Raaawr!’ and the likes and of course, the group of girls start to scream.
When they finally get back to camp, the girls are sent to bed straight away, because it is so late. The other Camp Leaders do not ask the girls what happened, just the other Camp Leaders and they just said they got lost a little bit.
So, of course, the girls all told their parents. Most parents didn’t believe them. My wife’s parents did believe her but thought she was overreacting. They were with the Camp Leaders, so they were safe, right?
About fifteen years later, my wife (with her parents) coincidentally came across one of the other girls in the group. They talked about that dreaded night and only then the parents believed their daughter. Especially when that other girl told her that ALL the girls in the group (she stayed in touch with some) were now afraid of the dark, dark alleys and dark forests.
Were mistakes made? Should all the adults have handled this differently? Absolutely. But nothing can be done about this anymore (perhaps therapy), because the camp no longer exists and technically no law was broken. I’m just very glad my wife says she trusts me and is less scared in the dark when she’s with me. But I will never scare-prank her, or anyone else.
I’ve seen the results of a scare prank. Please, just don’t do it.