What is/was your greatest childhood fear?

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Bones said:
funny thing about that... I was reading a paper on that in which it was laid out like this. people laugh when we are afraid of little spiders, we scream and run, we are naturally wired to be afraid of them. why is that? because at some point in the far past there was something that looked or moved like a spider that if it got to us would kill us in a instant. This means for practical purposes that when it was warmer on this planet, much warmer, there was a LARGE creature that was spider like that would attack us. now we know that largest size that an arthropods body can support on our planet is about 1-1.5 feet in dimension.(don't count the giant deep water arthropods, thats a little different since they have gills. the limiting factor is their cardiovascular system. land arthropods don't have lungs, they have air-holes to exchange gas all over their bodies) in very warm parts of the world(Australia, South America) there are spiders of this size. Basically, the planet has been MUCH COOLER with the ice ages and the insects have been much smaller for most of our modern existence on this planet, but we are getting warmer, and if we keep getting warmer we may see those giant eight legged freaks again!
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If that day comes that will also mark the day I buy a gun.
 
Tress

Tress

Cartoon version of a face hugger smoking a cigarette? Funny.

If face huggers were real? Fucking terrifying.
 
TommiR

TommiR

North_Ranger said:
Jellyfish and deep, dark water, both of which only manifested themselves during the Boy Scouts' annual trip to the archipelago. Our local troop had its own motor boat, and every group would get a few days of sailing done every summer. It was nice, but I couldn't bring myself to swim if I couldn't see the bottom. And after one year when we saw a lot of jellyfish swimming about the boat my refusal to get into water grew that much stronger.
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Below the thunders of the upper deep;
Far far beneath in the abysmal sea,
His ancient, dreamless, uninvaded sleep
The Kraken sleepeth: faintest sunlights flee
About his shadowy sides; above him swell
Huge sponges of millennial growth and height;
And far away into the sickly light,
From many a wondrous grot and secret cell
Unnumber'd and enormous polypi
Winnow with giant arms the slumbering green.
There hath he lain for ages, and will lie
Battening upon huge seaworms in his sleep,
Until the latter fire shall heat the deep;
Then once by man and angels to be seen,
In roaring he shall rise and on the surface die.
 
Hylian

Hylian

I have several things that frighten me (heights for example) none of them are a big enough to really mess with me to much. Although I will say my biggest fear that has no real founding but still the thought of it terrifies me is the thought of one day losing my mind. I have no real reason to even consider the possibility of that happening but of all my fears I would say that is my biggest and most unnecessary fear.
 
Bowielee

Bowielee

LittleSin said:
When I was child I fell in gravel somewhere and scraped my knee. I also got the gravel stuck in would so my mom had to tweeze the teensy rocks out.

After that the night mare started and has persisted into my adult years. In it I am just hanging out somewhere, like my back yard, when my hands begins to get itchy. I scratch the back of it and it feels...wrong. Lumpy. Hard.

Sometimes, around this point, I realize I'm having that nightmare again and I try to ignore the feeling...however it goes beyond itchy. It burns and pricks. I NEED to touch it, to relieve it. So I scratch and the flesh tears away. Sometimes I sob like a little kid, other times I'm trying to convince myself to just stop.

There's no blood, just flaking flesh, as if I'm made of dried leaves. Then I see it. A twisted, black pine cone looking thing is in my hand...and it's taking root.

I always wake up around this time. I don't see what the roots do.

My husband loves making fun of this nightmare because it is silly. :(
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For the record, that's not silly.

That's HORRIFYING.
 
Null

Null

LittleSin said:
When I was child I fell in gravel somewhere and scraped my knee. I also got the gravel stuck in would so my mom had to tweeze the teensy rocks out.
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When I was 13, I turfed it riding my bike and cut my hand open. There was a pebble inside the gash, under the flap of skin. I still have the scar from the stitches.
 
Krisken

Krisken

I initially thought it was a situation very similar to Sera's, when I was young I almost drowned in a public pool. I still remember the time and being pulled out of the water by my mother's friend. The more I thought about it, though, the event was somewhat peaceful and serene and I still remember how calm I felt.

Then it dawned on me the worst was waking up at night to the shadows on the wall or imagining something floating over me, terrifying me so badly I couldn't breathe. The panic was intense and the worst part was I couldn't move due to the fear. From the age of about 4 through 11 I would often wake up terrified and unable to move, sure something/someone was going to frighten me to death.

That was the worst.
 
@Li3n

@Li3n

Sleeping with my face to the wall....


Yeah, when i had my first nightmare (likely 1st i remember) i woke up with my face to the wall, for years since i couldn't fall asleep with my face to the wall...

Heh, i still remember that nightmare... i was being bathed by the 3 little pigs in a small bathroom, and the big bad wolf was outside, in the giant hallway with a million doors, and we had to run from the bathroom to somewhere else... then i woke up... i blame it on watching too many cartoons...

Also, running in dreams is next to impossible... which really sucked when the bad robot from Robocop came after me that one time... weirdly the giant ants from the same dream didn't require running from...
 
@Li3n

@Li3n

Null said:
When I was 13, I turfed it riding my bike and cut my hand open. There was a pebble inside the gash, under the flap of skin. I still have the scar from the stitches.
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I once fell on the wayside from the bike and slid on cement with my thigh... my whole leg was all scabbed over with a pattern that i found kinda cool...

Also one while playing hide and seek i tried jumping over a rose bush... my lower legs went through the bush, and the person got to home before me. Fun times...
 
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SeraRelm

I think this should do for now, thanks everyone.

We'll be seeing you soon.
 
Bowielee

Bowielee

I still vividly remember the most terrifying dream I ever had.

My sister was still a baby at the time. In the dream, I was in the white tiled room. There was nothing in the room except this tub that looked like it grew out of the floor. It was made out of the same white tiling and was square in shape. When I went up and looked inside the tub, my sister was in the tub full of water and was drowning. I tried to get her out, but the surface of the water was completely solid. As she was drowning, I remember that the soft spot on her head was throbbing.... I woke up sweating and crying.

It was just horrible.
 
Fun Size

Fun Size

A complete lack of entertainment filter by my parents combined with my dad's love of "real-life" unexplained tv shows like In Search Of... and whatnot led to a brutal fear of ghosts. One of my only childhood memories is of a terrific nightmare based on a Real People segment of a mummified native american ghost in my house and my parents just standing there all matter-of-fact while it chased me through the house.

I don't even believe in ghosts anymore, but I can still get my wiggums on with a good ghost story.
 
Officer_Charon

Officer_Charon

The dark. I used to be so completely terrified of the dark that it was all I could do not to break in terror.

My subconscious would delight/delights in sending me through tight, confined spaces where I can't breath in my nightmares. Other times, xenomorphs feature in my own personal Alien movie.

Which brings me to the current champion uber alles, for all time: arachnophobia.

I'm not sure if I've told this story here or not... I did my walking beat in Central Precinct, a place of mostly well-organized streets laid out in grids, with "lanes" (for some reason, Savannah doesn't have alleys) passing through the middle of the blocks, running East-West. Whilst walking through one of these lanes at night, looking for whatever trouble we rookies could get ourselves into, I turned my head to my partner, cracked a joke, then turned and saw something like this guy right in front of my face:



I did some straight Matrix-style web-dodging shit, limboed underneath the web that SPANNED THE LANE, then quick-stepped out of there, baton sweeping in front of me to clear any other webs out of the way.

You wanna see me scream like a little girl, high-stepping and flailing arms? Put a spider on me somewhere.
 
Gared

Gared

Oh man, I forgot my fear of the dark. It's not so much the dark itself, or more specifically, it's not so much the lack of light, or my inability to see well; it's the thought of all of the things that prefer to hunt at night, and the fact that I wouldn't be able to see any of them until it was far too late for me to do anything about it.
 
LittleSin

LittleSin

I was really afraid of the dark until about 3 years ago. That was when Jet was born and i had to start getting up with him during the night. I didn't want to wake him up with lights...so I learned to see in the dark.

Now I find a peace in the blackness.
 
Gared

Gared

Oh, I have no issue with darkness if I'm inside, or even if I'm outside, but within 10 - 15 feet of my house; and strangely, if I'm in the complete middle of nowhere, in the mountains where some of those predators actually live I have no problem. My biggest issue seems go come in rural farmland areas. Makes no damn sense to me at all. I love the night sky, out in the country where you can actually see stars instead of just light pollution from the nearest city, and I love the lack of man-made sounds and the proliferation of natural sounds, like crickets, or cicadas, or frogs, or whatever is native to the area; but rural farmland, or even lightly wooded acreage, and I'm a complete coward, jumping at every sound bigger than a bullfrog.
 
Null

Null

Gared said:
Oh, I have no issue with darkness if I'm inside, or even if I'm outside, but within 10 - 15 feet of my house; and strangely, if I'm in the complete middle of nowhere, in the mountains where some of those predators actually live I have no problem. My biggest issue seems go come in rural farmland areas. Makes no damn sense to me at all. I love the night sky, out in the country where you can actually see stars instead of just light pollution from the nearest city, and I love the lack of man-made sounds and the proliferation of natural sounds, like crickets, or cicadas, or frogs, or whatever is native to the area; but rural farmland, or even lightly wooded acreage, and I'm a complete coward, jumping at every sound bigger than a bullfrog.
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Because that's how the Predator gets you.
 
fade

fade

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What do you drive, what are your fears, what are your health problems.... we are really making it easy for Team ShegoRelm
 
@Li3n

@Li3n

fade said:
What do you drive, what are your fears, what are your health problems.... we are really making it easy for Team ShegoRelm
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Hey, if they can get 3 talking pigs and a Big Bad Wolf (not a regular one girls, that's just a mean dog, plenty of those around here) i won't even mind being tortured to death...
 
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