The older I get the more jaded I become so it's hard to say what the scariest is but, when I was about 5 the flying monkeys from wizard of oz. when I was 8 I talked my Dad into taking me to see Jaws. I stayed up all night because I could see the head that poped out of the boat in my closet. Then when I was 11 or 12 I snuck in to see Halloween, man was it hard to act like I only watched a documentary on the Bermuda triangle when my Mom picked me up.