As a child, were you afraid of the dark?
Of course, I pondered it for a day or two and in the shriveled recesses of what's left of my mind, I turned it to completely different questions:
What did you fear growing up? I feared losing people I loved. I feared it more after my dad died.
I should've feared the sick men who showed me WAY too much attention as a young teen.
I should've feared climbing into strange vehicles with people I had just met to go four-wheeling in the desert.
I should've feared my nasty Prom date that actually gave me the "Put out or get out" ultimatum (I had no problem walking and when he realized that, he took me home. And then proceeded to smear my name throughout the school the next day).
Luckily no harm ever came to me.
or was the question...
What did you fear as a child?I had a few VIVID dreams about my Dad dying--before he actually did-- that scared the heebies out of me. One recurring dream was about a psycho entering and killing everyone in my family off and for kicks, he put on my Dad's bathrobe before dragging me by my feet to kill me. That was when I always woke up. Imagine the fear in that 13-year old girl when she discovered her Mom had donated that same bathrobe to a Goodwill-type place after his death.
I feared dolls at night. Dolls that might say creepy things and try to push me down the stairs (that we didn't have). Too many Twilight Zones for me.
Oh, I got the question wrong? Was I afraid of the dark when I was little?
Nope.
As long as the closets were closed and my feet didn't have to touch the floor, I was good.
ha ha
ReplyDeletei used to turn off the light and then run and leap into the bed, so something couldn't reach out and grab me. but that was the closest I came to being afraid of the dark.
your prom date? wretched!
Oh nasty teenage boys. Do they all say stuff like that? It seems that way. MY boys won't!!! ;)
ReplyDeleteI wasn't exactly afraid of the dark, just what might happen in the dark.
I feared the boogeyman, whatever that was, that he would take me away in the night!
ReplyDeleteI was so afraid to have my feet hang over the bed too! lol What is that?
ReplyDeleteDon't visit Burgh Mom's site if that doll fear lingers. :)
ReplyDeleteI was afraid of spiders and nightmares. And men in general.
Oh, I missed David's question. Sh.. It's a good one. When did your dad die? Mine when I was 5 or 6. I think right before I was 6. A serious stamp on my life. Yours too.
ReplyDeleteThe bathrobe thing is just too creepy.
I had nightmares. Lots of them. It must have been after my dad died but I'm thinking even before. As for the dark, too much goes on in the dark!
I always thought the devil was under my bed, and a witch in my closet. To this day, I don't feel safe in bed unless the covers are up over my shoulders.
ReplyDeleteI was always scared of the dark after watching a scary movie. I wouldn't look in the bathroom mirror or anything.
ReplyDeleteThat is a little freaky.
ReplyDeleteNo, I wasn't scared of the dark from what I remember, spiders, and I'm still a little scared of them.
I'm loving the Twilight on the sidebar. I'm still terrified of the dark. I can only sleep in darkness with Puppy next to me. And, having had a dream about my dolls talking ala It and Twilight Zone, I hate those damn things.
ReplyDeleteWait a minute: Where did you find this song? Bella's Lullaby?? WHERE?
ReplyDeleteAt least your misunderstanding paid off (to me) - well I get to know you better now...*wink*
ReplyDeleteI was scared of the black panther under my bed. The giant spider on the ceiling and that beam that went across the ceiling over my bed. I just always knew it would fall on me someday!
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