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When you go to a haunted house, it may seem like you’re being funny by trying to scare the actors or jump out at them when you go through a second time, but guess what? ITS NOT FUNNY.

You pay us to scare you. It is your choice to go, so don’t fucking go through if you’re going to ignore the rules and get too close to the actors as a ‘joke’.

These bruises happened because over the course of 4 hours, several people ignored the instructions that CLEARLY stated that they were to wait in the front room until told otherwise. Rather than listen, they ran into the next room and slammed into me- effectively throwing me into the wall. This didn’t only happen once. It happened ten times at LEAST.

Then we had this asshole who thought that once I ‘died’ for the haunt, he could pretend to kick me to see if I’d moved. I, being used to people abusing me- jumped back and slammed my head into the concrete wall.

YOU ARE NOT FUNNY BY BEING RUDE AT A HAUNTED HOUSE. WE ARE PAID ACTORS THAT YOU CHOOSE TO COME AND SEE PERFORM. YOU PAY US TO SCARE THE SHIT OUT OF YOU, SO DONT HIT US WHEN WE DO

I work at a Haunted House every October, and have been for the past few years. Our house in particular is staffed by Volunteer workers who are either earning credits for Graduation, or people who know the Family that owns the haunted attraction. In our City, we’re one of two Haunted Houses, so while we open in late September, we tend to get incredibly busy during the month of October and often work from 6pm until 2, 3am on weekends. 

We do not get paid to help out. Due to our location, we get a lot of drunk guys coming through, and a lot of ‘funny’ teenagers. In my several years working there, I’ve seen Actors get grabbed and thrown, stomped on, kicked, bitten, everything. A lot of the Actors at this attraction are young teenagers, Middle and Secondary School students, so this kind of abuse is terrifying and potentially emotionally scarring.

There’s a position half-way through the house we call ‘Psych Ward’, and it’s essentially a jump scare. The scare is a corner-room, boxed in with walls and broken windows, that the Actor pops out of and shouts and taunts the people going through. October, 2012, a couple were going through the Psych Ward corner and the scare went off as per usual. The girlfriend of this couple got very startled but laughed it off and continued on. The boyfriend, however, back-tracked and went up to the broken window and punched the Actor in the face for scaring his girlfriend. The Actor, who I’m going to call Tracy, had a black eye for a good two weeks solid and the couple had to be escorted out of the house and were banned from the property. Ever since we’ve ruled that Veteran Actors (someone who’s been there for 3+ years) are the only ones allowed in this particular Scaring Spot.

He paid to get scared and then got violent when we delivered.

There are so many stories I can tell of ignorant customers banging back on scares and injuring the Actors inside, grabbing props from the actors and hurting them with it, destroying props because they thought it would be ‘funny’. 

I just want to raise awareness that the ACTORS ARE STILL PEOPLE. We’re instructed to get the best kind of scare out of you, sometimes with no pay at all (like this particular attraction), so please respect our work.

I work at a haunted hayride and a guy tried to dropkick me in the chest and knee me in the face because he thought it was funny.

I got in trouble for breaking character to tell him to fucking stop.

Ive been hit so many times this season it has left cuts and bruises. Back in 2015 I was fucking choked and dragged behind a wagon because a lady was drunk and her son had to pry her hands off me because IM NOT ALLOWED TO TOUCH YOU OR FIGHT BACK.

Most recently, a customer groped my breasts and twisted my fucking nipples. Apparently, she did it to AT LEAST twenty other actors.

THAT IS SEXUAL ASSAULT YOU ASSHOLES. ITS NOT OKAY.

Most recently a customer fucking kicked me and sent me to the goddamned hospital.

WHEN YOU GO TO A HAUNTED HAYRIDE / HAUNTED HOUSE, REMEMBER YOU LITERALLY PAID US TO SCARE YOU.

THE ACTORS ARE REAL PEOPLE.

If your family or friend(s) force you into a haunting, be upfront as best you can and tell actors as they come up “please do not scare me i am too anxious / scared” and 9.99/10 times we will listen and leave you alone. just communicate with us even though we most often cannot communicate back.

We may be playing monsters, but we are NOT monsters.

Also, please remember to keep your hands off of us during your haunting, and also please try to step in or speak up if you see people trying to touch us, assault us, or talking about planning to touch or hurt a staff member.

We cannot do anything and will most likely get in legal trouble for touching you in defense.

However…

One time while haunting the maze, a woman came in with a couple friends. They were laughing and seemed to be having a good time until one of my fellow actors appeared and did his job (very well, I might add). In a move that had to be practiced, this woman whipped off the belt of her pants and swung, hitting him in the knee with her buckle and causing him to drop. Immediately, a few other actors and I came to his aide while she continued swinging her belt and screaming “DONT TOUCH ME DONT FUCKING TOUCH ME!” (Her friends laughing the whole time) which confused all of us because we are a ‘no touch’ attraction and the struck actor wasn’t even an arms length away when he appeared. I ended up getting struck in the arm before catching a hold of her belt and firmly telling her to calm down. Security arrived shortly after and removed her from the park. As it turns out, they were already looking for her because she had already struck seven other actors in the other haunted houses….which means she willing entered everything attraction…

Another time is when I was dressed as a demon clown in the circus house. Following the cue of the previous scare, I emerged from a wall in time to cause a very well built man to leap backwards a good two feet, dragging his shorter girlfriend with him who screamed, then laughed before edging around me. The girlfriend seemed nice, really enjoying herself and the good natured fun of the scares buuuuut I guess boyfriend was angry I got him because after he recovered and his girlfriend made it by me, he took a swing at me. Now, I can’t swing back but I did block so instead of taking a hit to the face, my arm took the brunt and sent me tumbling backwards through my trapdoor…where the back of my shoulder met a protruding screw… Thankfully a security guard just so happened to be in my back area and witnessed the end of it so she was VERY quick to take the guy down and have a crew remove him. The girlfriend came back looking for him and was told what happened so she said “Well screw that jackass!” And carried on alone XD

I got most of my injuries as the clown. Punched, kicked, tackled, nearly stabbed, had plastic beer bottles (we stopped selling glass for obvious reasons) swung at me, all for doing the job they paid for.

And that was just a small bit of the shit that happened to the others across the park.

Luckily, this was only a few people a night so got the most part, the job was a lot of fun and I loved the crew I worked with. It only got frustrating when I had to spend two weeks at a seated scare spot due to a wrenched ankle from yet another attack.

So again: Why?

Why go to something you obviously don’t like? Why pay you have yourself humiliated? There is no excuse to attack us and if it’s an “automatic reaction of fight or flight” then DON’T GO. If there is even the slightest chance you’ll lash out, DON’T FUCKING GO.

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