Writer's Block: Fearsome

[dolari]

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The dark. I was so incredibly afraid of the dark I would often sneak into my parents room or even my sister's. Not because they were safe to be with, but becuase "The Dark would get them first."

It never really went away, and up until just a few years ago, I slept with lights on. A good number of philosophies of the flavor of Wicca I was taught concinced me that there WERE things in the dark, but could oonly hurt you if yyou let them, and there was protection you could use to keep them away.

I still am somewhat afraid of the dark, but not nealy like I used to be. I sleep with the lights off, but a sudden blackness from a power outage can still surprise me.

In my head, I know there isn't much in the dark that couldhur me, but in my heart, my heart refuses to listen and just STAY acared, cause that daned-fool brain is going to get us all killed.

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[emilydm.livejournal.com]

Bathrooms plus a bizarre form of claustrophobia. When I was little I'd play Colecovision with my cousins at their house, and one game in particular made an impression on me: Venture. If your character stayed too long in a treasure room, a Hallmonster (or as I called them at the time "Greenies" ) would swoop in and kill you. It moved faster than you, you'd better pray you were right beside a door or you were toast. In my six-year-old mind that somehow translated into real life, if I was in an enclosed space, especially a bathroom, alone for any length of time I would freak out and run outside convinced a Greenie was going to come through the wall and get me.

I was also scared of the orchestral buildup in the Beatles' "A Day In The Life". I'd run out of the room if it was playing on the tape deck. Come to think of it, I spent a surprising amount of my childhood running out of rooms in fright at one thing or another.

[kisai.livejournal.com]

I hate being "pitch black" dark. If I can't see myself, the second I bump into something or someone I'm going to freak out.

Though the only real times this has happened was in the basement of the old house, at night, when the power has gone out (so there wasn't any ambient outside light) and when I was hanging out with some people at night and they took a short cut through a park (one that I had never been in.)