Friday, January 23, 2009

FEAR


I feared everything when I was little. I was extremely gullible and believed EVERYTHING my siblings told me. If they told me there was a big poisonous wolf spider in my hair, I would believe them. Or if I didn't believe them, they would pursuade me until I did and started to cry. I think that made me afraid of spiders for the longest time. I'm not afraid of them anymore though.

I was also afraid of the upstairs bathroom at Danvers. This was in fifth grade, so I was a little older. I remember thinking of that bathroom as a dungeon. A big metal thing hung on the ceiling, sometimes making a quiet ticking noise or banging noise. With the magnificent silence, every soun seemed amplified by 1000. Everytime I went to the bathroom, I tried to wash my hands afterwards but sometimes it was just too scary(Gross, I know) But when you're running, no, sprinting out of the bathroom to get rid of that murderous man hiding in the big metal thing that hung from the ceiling. Of course, it was always wise to go to the bathroom in groups.

3 comments:

HGried said...

crazzzzy picture!

Chase said...

Woow that is a cool picture! How did you put that one there?

Kira said...

The picture is hysterical. Your story was nicely morbid and dark. What would the murderer do anyway?