Balloons scare the crap out of me. Don't bring them near me!
Also biscuit cans. Not sure what that one is about. My DH has to open them for me. What's really strange is my brother has the same fear. We decided our mom must have beat us with biscuit cans when we were kids and we have repressed the memory.![]()
My DH does this for fear of the foot monster but I guess it could be the hand monster too.I have always hated those kind of stairs-same exact reasons! I used to be afraid of my grandparents basement and their upstairs. At our home we didn't have an upstairs bedroom, so I was afraid. I was also 7.
I cannot sleep with a hand or foot sticking over the side of the bed. I must have at least a sheet, and then I am tucked in under the arm that is near the side.
THIS IS ME!!!When I turn off the lights I run like crazy and jump at my bed. For two reasons:
1. Once the lights are turned off, something is right behind me is trying to eat me.
2. something is under my bed and will attempt to grab my legs.
Well at least that's what my imagination makes up
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My DH does this for fear of the foot monster but I guess it could be the hand monster too.
THIS IS ME!!!
I am a grown woman but I do the Jimmy Superfly Snuka jump right into the bed!! For the same reasons. And I can't stand next to my bed because I just know there is a hand that's going to shoot out from under it and grab me!![]()
Seeing a ship up close bothers me too. Especially seeing the propellers. Think titanic bobing up and down, propellers sticking straight up in the air. FREAKY
This scares me too. Once I'm on the ship, I'm OK, but I freak out going up the walkway to get onboard. There's something about them that creeps me out, yet I'm entirely fascinated by them.
I have a fear of puking and I fear very much, mice. I even hate to say the wordProbably comes from sitting down on a toilet at the babysitters house as a kid, looking down at the water and seeing a long rat floating in the bowl
I almost peed on it!
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My old roommate was afraid of frogs.
I hate going to the outhouse at the family camp at night. I'm afraid a bear will get me on the way, and a raccoon or something more menacing will climb out of the hole.
Balloons scare the crap out of me. Don't bring them near me!
Also biscuit cans. Not sure what that one is about. My DH has to open them for me. What's really strange is my brother has the same fear. We decided our mom must have beat us with biscuit cans when we were kids and we have repressed the memory.![]()
Great, now I'm afraid of hands grabbing me in various places.
I've been afraid of butterflies since a particular page in a little golden book. They just fly way too strangely. Dragonflies I can handle, but I avoid butterflies.
DH has always been afraid of sunflowers, and it only got worse when his brother (9 years older) lopped off the head of one and put it on DH's pillow while he was sleeping, a la The Godfather. I guess DH freaked out pretty bad.
And then...we had a garden wedding in August. Strange, that.
Butterflies do have a disturbing, unpredictable flight pattern. I totally get that, but moths are way worse! They're like evil, dirty butterflies.