Things That Terrified Me As a Child
I had a best friend growing up (I won't know names, she knows who she is) who had a ton of porcelain dolls in her bedroom. During the day I was fine with the dolls. They were pretty with their milky white skin, smooth silky hair, and their antebellum dresses. But by night they were absolutely terrifying. She would walk out of her room to go get something and I would huddle in the corner glancing from doll to doll until she came back. I swear they were looking at me, wanting to dig their porcelain fingernails into my skin... wanting to change me into a doll... wait never mind that was an Are You Afraid of the Dark episode...
The Peanut Butter Solution
I know, I know I've mentioned this one before, but you guys you don't understand. The horror of this movie!!!! The kid went in the house and he lost his hair and there was peanut butter and hair and... okay, that's all I remember, but it was horrifying!
The D.A.R.E. Program
This program had me terrified of Drug Dealers. In my mind they were all big scary men who would come up to young girls and hold a gun to their head and say, "Do these drugs or I'll kill you!". So I'd lie awake at night trying to come up with my answer because just saying "NO" to a big scary guy with a gun to your head seemed like the wrong idea, if you asked me.
Drinking and Driving
When I was small my mother use to drink and drive. Yes, you heard me right. She had no shame in holding that Pepsi bottle at her lips while operating her motor vehicle. For the life of me I couldn't figure out why she would disobey the radio commercial so boldly. Had she no shame? I was so scared that we were going to get pulled over and she would be dragged off to jail and my brother and I would motherless. Want to know a secret? She still does it!! She'll never learn.
Thank you, Jessie Spano for that one. I'm so excited, I'm so excited, I'm so scared!!! Never will I ever touch a caffeine pill.
My Buddy Doll
How could I not me scared of this doll? He's Chucky! Just look at him! *Shudders*
One time my brother, his friend, and I were walking to our house. We spotted a sweet little kitten on the road so we walked towards it to pet his little sweet kitty head. As we approached the sweet little kitty turned into a psychotic raccoon who was foaming at the mouth. We ran screaming and the crazy raccoon chased after us. It took several weeks for me to be able to walk outside without fear of rabies.
Oh, how I love childhood memories. Nothing warms the heart more than to remember the fears of my youth. Thankfully I am over these fears.... well mostly...at least the DARE program doesn't scare me anymore.