what are the odd things you were scared of when you were a little kid?

clowns really really freaked me out.... in fact they still do freak me out....i mean who becomes a clown for a living, those are the people that got fired from fuckin burger king...........they are all psychopathic child rapers, all of them......come to think of it carnavals in general freak me out.....damn carnies



15 years old... you cant even take the girl anywhere... you have to get laid in the back of your... bicycle? or bring your parents along... or get a ride... hey mommy, i need a ride over to my bitch's house so i can fuck her.
-crystal-needs-a-park

i know ya'll watched nickelodean. there was that campfire story thing on in like 93 or somethin and there was a story bout this monster that came in through the pipes of a pool because the pool was built over a graveyard. that shit scared me till I was 12
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'It isn't pollution that's harming the environment. It's the impurities in our air and water that are doing it.'
-Dubya.

'You're not drunk if you can lie on the floor without holding on.'

'Cocaine is God's way of saying your're making too much money.'
Robin Williams.

'I don't like people who take drugs... Customs men for example.'

when i was like 3 my mom had the wise idea of letting me ski in the moguls, ive never fallen more in my life, i dont ski moguls now
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yea dude^^ that was are you afraid of the dark(or when i was 6 awe you afwaid of the dawk) but that was some scary shit, same with the goosebump books, o yea i was afraid of the small world after all ride at epcot at disney world....holy shit that freaked the hell out of me
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ok this is kinda embarrassing, nobody even knows about this outside of my family. I used to have a huge fear of cotton balls. I hate the feel of them, the smell of them, even the sight of them. When I was little my brother used to rub them in my face and I couldn't sleep for nights because I would keep replaying the moment in my head. My parents even considered seding me to a phycologist. Now it's prgressed from a fear to an intense dislike
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To Huck. v. The act of throwing oneself off of a cornice, cliff, rock, or any other thing that results in an attempt to fly.

If you can't dazzle them with brilliance, baffle them with bullshit.

hahahah..whoa they are kinda freaky


did that make any sense?

I dont know what it is, but even to this day I cant have any part of me hang over the bed. I'm scared that if I put my foot over something will grab it and pull me under.


*~Jay~*

i used to have that, but now my matress is just on the floor so there is no under the bed


did that make any sense?

ohh yeah ^ i still have that fear



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i used to be afraid of the moon. whenever we went out at night my parents had to put a blanket over my head. i was also afraid of bridges... and i closed my eyes while driving over water. oh and the movie 'the wizard of oz' it freaked me out.




~*Michelle

->'the CD goes right here. the speakers...oh well one of 'em's broken, but THIS speaker is good, and these wires, they are really good!'

'I dont think rich will ever be an insult. That's like calling someone pretty and trying to offend them.' *ICE-IS-SCARY

I was afraid of the hand grabing me under my bed. I always had to sleep with my closet door shut, cause i thought that monsters would come out of it and get me. And i thought whenever i looked into a mirror that someone would be standing behind me. Also, when i was about 8 or so, i was watching americas most wanted, and there was some guy that they called 'the boogie man' and i guess he would come into peoples houses in the middle of the night and rape girls, and he only would strike on certain days. so whenever it was a day that he was suppose to strike i would sleep on the floor in my sisters room.

if like one side of my bed was up against a wall, i always had to sleep with my back to it. If i slept with my back to the open room my mind would always tell me something was coming after me and i wouldnt be able to see it. I still kinda do this. I like to check over my back alot.






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one time i had this koosh ball, and i was hiding it from my brother so i put it under my blankets. and then the next morning i remembered about it so i went to get it and it was gone. so i was convinced there was a ball stealing monster (that sounds weird, ball as in basketball...) that lived in my bed.

i have always been afraid of ghosts ever since i saw this ghost dog in my backyard. i still believe in ghosts.

i used to think that people were looking in the windows at me at night. like... if i looked out a window, i feared that someone would be looking back. still scares me sometimes..




~*Michelle

->'the CD goes right here. the speakers...oh well one of 'em's broken, but THIS speaker is good, and these wires, they are really good!'

'I dont think rich will ever be an insult. That's like calling someone pretty and trying to offend them.' *ICE-IS-SCARY

sometimes, when i got really scared i would walk around my house with my back to the wall because that way there was never anyone behind me.

wizard of oz used to scare the shit outta me



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Some folks up in tree tops, just looking for their kites


Goes to show, you don't ever know
Watch each card you play and play it slow

^ me too

^ My mom is still freaked out by the flying monkeys in that movie. She was deathly afraid of them as a kid.



----2ond in Command of DANSA-----

To Huck. v. The act of throwing oneself off of a cornice, cliff, rock, or any other thing that results in an attempt to fly.

If you can't dazzle them with brilliance, baffle them with bullshit.

i saw a 2 ghosts this past summer, holy shit never been so scuured in my lYF
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freeskier17 I do the EXACT same thing...Im a loser...


yay skiing

oh i didn't wanna say ghosts earlier cuz i figured people would bash on me.

but i never really believe in ghosts until this one night at an old house of mine. oh this story gives me goosebumps jsut thinking about it.

don't read if you're gonna heckle me, i know what i saw.

so i shared a room with my little brother when we were younger. and i used to always hear the sound of someone walking up the stairs at night, every single night. and i would always pop my head down the hallway to see if anyone was there. but i never once saw anyone. but you know how like the 2nd to top stair on your stairway will creek really loud or something....well that would happen every night, and my door was the first on the right, bathroom was first on the left. that was kinda of a ramble, so the ghost part kicks in like such: so i always had this creepy vibe that someone was watching me from my windows or closet, which was filled with tons of my moms old clothes. and i swear one time i saw someone just standing in the closet watching me, but it was dark so i could only see the head moving w/ some hands. none the less, i jsut assumed it was a shadow, cuz i turned on the lgihts and no one was there. (k, this is where it gets bizzare, don't make fun, i never tell this story.) so shortly after that night i'm having some good sex dreams about boobs or something (i was young). suddenly i wake up, i slept on the top of the bunk-bed. and so i adjust how im laying to fall back asleep and open my eyes, and there is a shitload of white puffy cloud looking things jsut floating around my room. so i watch for a couple of seconds, couldn't have been more than 5 seconds. and i started FREAKING OUT! these white things are circling my room and primarily my closet, going in and out. so i look down and my brother is sleeping below me sound asleep and there are puffy things by him. then all of a sudden i look right by my feet and a puffy thing pops up and gave me this crazy fucking smile, i can't even explain it. instantly i start screaming my fucking head of 'MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM! COME HERE! COME HERE!' as loud as i fucking could, woke everyone in the whole house up, except my little brother. so i tell her what i saw and she obviously didn't believe me. then like 30 seconds after me telling her my sister runs out of her room crying. and she told my mom she saw the same fucking thing. our closets were attached, cuz our rooms were right next to each other. so me and my sister slept in my mom's room for like 2 or 3 weeks after that. my little brother never woke up through any of the drama and he just acted liek nothing happen. come to think aobut it, i have no idea how he didn't wake up, my voice hurt after those screams. never been so scared in my whole life.

3 or 4 months after that happened. we had this rug laying on the floor that weighed a shitload, had to be at least 50-60lbs. so me, my brother, and my sister are all coming home from school and we open the garage door. then we open the dorr that leads into the house, it was fairly windy. all of a sudden this heavy ass rug starts spinning in circles in mid air, as though it caught a wind gust under it. so it spins around for a couple of seconds in mid air, and then hits a huge fucking mirror we had that was right next to it, the mirror shatters and we all freaked out and ran the fuck away to our neighbors house.


later on we found out that someone in the last family that lived there had died in that house and all this shit. im not sure if it was them or what, but someone definately did not want us living at that house. the end.

oh and if you really read all that, i'm sorry it wasn't mor eentertaining, it was jsut one weird ass tale i have. my bad.



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oh and in the same house, my step dad keeled over walking down the stairs. he was bleeidng internally and almost died.

and then another time we had a cable guy over and my sister and my mom were there when he was setting everything up. apparently the guy went nuts 2 weeks later at his job and they found all this evidence that he was going to come to our house and shit. he confessed the he was going to rape my mom and my sister and was put in a mental hospital. fucking weird.



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ome time I was in my bed, and i had a bunk bed and i was on the bottom, and my bed started frickin shaking and i screamed for my mom really loud and she came in and I was like, what the hell is on my top bunk? come to find out, my cat was up there cleaning her ass! I was never so scared in my life. and one time, I don't know if it was a dream or not, but i looked out my window at night and there was a 'person' standing below my window. i wet the bed tat night


did that make any sense?

when i was a kid i got ascared of the toyed in my room at night because they gleemed at me the wrong way, so i hid my head under the covers so they wouldent get me.. kinda a stupid idea but hey im alive now arent I?




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wow. i guess i've never really had any true horror stories, but i was always afraid of the little red light from the answering/fax machine. don't even known why




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