When I was a child, the thing that frightened me the most was when I was lying in bed at night, waiting for sleep to enclose me like arms of loving escape.

What frightened me most about this was the fact that I worried constantly about the legs of my bed sinking into the deepest abyss of Hell. I'm not sure if this was brought on by great Sunday school teachers of my childhood, but I do remember constantly having to get out of bed to check and see if the legs of my bed were sinking into the floor or not.

Oi, on to the next one...

lol! That's fucked up!!!

Holy shit, that story about the heads that would fall through the chimney scared the shit outta me. I would just lie in bed at night waiting to hear one of those little fuckers "singing softly and saddly in the woods." Steven Gamil (I think that's his name) drew some fucked up pictures.

The one that stuck with me the longest was the human sausuge one...That one kept me scared throughout the day...I don't know why I kept reading them. Heh, now I have a picture of one of those demons from that book now...on my binder that is...Copied it from the book but it even made one of the girls I share a locker with jump o.o. That says something.

I was also scared of clowns when I was little. My mom didn't watch me a whole lot so I saw movies like It and Gremlins and Critters...not the best for my little child pshyci...'Couse then she showed me Rocky Horror...on purpose. Made me question if I'd actually gotten away with all those past movies I snuck.

Naw, nothing like that. Just the dreaded things they taught us in Sunday school and my overactive imagination....now that combination is something to be afraid of!!! lol

I was afraid of the dark.

I still sleep with a nightlight, but it actually all started with a stephen king movie.

One day, I was probably about 5, I came in from my little league baseball game and turned on the tv. There was this movie on, I didn't really know what it was, but there was a family trapped in a room by a bunch of rats. It scared the bejeezus out of me and I was convinced they would get me as well. I later found out the movie was The Night Shift...I think?

Anyway, from that day on I had nightlight, and I slept with the blankets over my head.

Ah yes. The childhood, blanket over head theory. If you can't see it, it can't see you.

MY MOTHER:eek: :eek: :eek: :eek: :eek:

Once I read a story somewhere about a married couple that woke up to a horrible smell one day and there was a rotting corpse at the foot of their bed. That has terrified me forever. I cant even imagine what I would do if that happened to me. I would literaly be scared to death.

Thats the thing with a lot of deep rooted childhood fears. Even today if it happened it could, quite possibly, scare the shit out of us.