When i was growing up there was a cave down in a creeke every time we went down to that creeke we would see an old man next to this dark gloomy cave when he saw us looking at him he would mumble and wonder of into the cave one night me and 3 others went to a party i was 16 and dident want to drink but i ended up drinking when we decided to go none of us wanted to go home so we made a fire in the creeke and started teling scary stories i was half pissed and dident rely liten one of my mates wanted to play that truth der game i never went for truth i dont no y i just hated it we all had a few shots each and then it was my turn again and i said to my friend i double der u to go in to that cave he said no but we talked him into it so of he went i watched him walk his legs wer shaking and his face was white he turned around and said oi its a double der you have to come so i put my jacket on and walked over to him and we looked back at the other to laughing thier heads of while me and my mate wher shiting are selvs i said u go first and he said ok you poofter so he steped in a started crawling in deeper and deeper i was right behind him scared out of my mind as we crawled deeper my friend said have you got a lighter and i siad yer so i took it out and lit it up i looked back at my mate and his face was white i siad whats rong with you and he dident answer then i looked forward and got the bigest fright of my life the old mans face was infront of me about an inch away from my face i was scared out of my mind i couldent move his face was whit like a piece of paper and i could see right threw him finely i turned back and crawled as fast as i could then i noticed that my mate had already gone when i got out of the cave i went straight home and i had the light turned on the hole night.