barbie dolls. their hard pointy hands freaked me out fiercely. hated them so much. and all my friends wanted to play wedding with them and shit. i never knew how to play with dolls and such, you know, the play-acting and all that. and then, the ones i had i could feel staring at me in the middle of the night, hating me with their painted blue eyes and conspiring to kill me with their sharp hands. EEEEK. hrroble stuff. i just knew they were gonna pulverize me and cram pieces of me into their freaky little pink winnebago because it was an old broken one from a yard sale and they wanted the new one and they were really pissed with me for cutting off their hair...
I was afraid of my basement too, along with 1 weird room in our house where things always seemed to move, unplug themselves, my mom kept a creepy doll collection, and and where my sister swears she saw a pitch black shape of a person sitting in this old chair and our dog started growling, I used to run up the stairs and not look back into that room
i don't like lakes with fallen trees in them.. i was (still am a bit) afraid i'd get trapped under the tree somehow and drown
something like that happened to me. i was at a week long summer camp right before 5 grade, and i woke up and put on some pants. i felt something on my knee crawling so i ripped the off and it was a giant wolf spider (probably yours was too, they look like big hairy tarantulas) i slapped it off and diddnt change my clothes for the whole week. that just added to my paranoia
I almost forgot! I was deathly afraid of automatic toilets. Well, toilets flushing at all for that matter, but automatic ones especially so because I knew they'd flush before I had a chance to push the handle (or button in the fancier cases) and book it. I was always crazy afraid of them overflowing or something weird. I overcame that fear when I was at Six Flags' Hurricane Harbor the summer I was 17 and I went to the bathroom and walked into a stall that was overflowing all over the floor...toilet water on bare feet! Aaaaaauuuuggghhhh! Those bathrooms were up and down the grossest bathrooms I had ever seen in my entire life. And since then, I can flush a toilet without freaking out. But I still have to go about my routine of unlocking the stall and having the door readily available after flushing. Never know what kind of toilet monsters may lounge in there...
I always though that there was a crab that lived in the toilet that would come out and pinch my ass if i wasn't careful.
My little boyfriend's stepfather. He chased me and Ryan upstairs with a big hairy gorilla mask on and we hid under the bed screaming and crying. He was MEAN!!!! I was afraid of the downstairs in our first house. Shit only happened there when I was alone. Doors would slam, break in's. As an adult I'm still scared of many things. I fear what every parent fears. The horrible fears of something bad happening to one of their children or spouse. Sometimes I'm scared something is bad going to happen to me.
I Remember Being Very Much Afraid of Stepping on Graves... Whenever I Used to Visit my Fathers Grave with my Mother...She Would at Some Point Cut the Distance by Zig Zagging On the Edges of Graves... I Followed Suit... Believing if I Stepped on the Actual Grave...The Dead Person of the Grave Would Haunt me...O.O I Used to Get in a Panic if I Couldn't Find the Edge to a Grave...And Stand Feeling Lost and Un Able to Move Until my mother Came and Rescued Me... At the Same Time...I Developed a Strange Fascination with Cemetarys... ---------- I was Also Afraid of Dark Alley Ways...Believing There be a Murderer Lurking in the Shadows...Watching Me...Waiting to Kill Me... But I'm Sure That's Common Sense...To Fear Dark Areas in Urban Towns... However I Sometimes Got Hysterical if a Light Bulb Suddenly Went...Thinking That a Murderer Had Caused This...And was Coming to Kill Me... Strange Minds of Children...
Oh Yes...I Remember Having this Fear... I Believed There was a Toilete Monster...But Not Because I Flushed the Toilete...I Belived it was There Waiting For me... My mother Warned me Not to Put Lights on at Night as They Would Wake Her... So With my Crippling Fear of Darkness and Believing There to be a Monster in the Toilete...I Quite Often Wet Myself Standing in Middle of Room Debating What I was to Do... I was Young Though... I Swear that Doesn't Happen Anymore... *Shifty Eyes*
i think i was just afraid of ghosts and hahaha oh and i used to think drugs were the worst possible thing in the world and if i ever saw someone with a beer or walk past a pub i would think that they were going to go crazy and hurt everyone. just shows what my mum wanted me to think. im over the annoyance.