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Dogs.... Now its just the poo that I dont like...
What about irrational fear OF a child? 😆
No, I had none that I remember BTW, but I was actively taught not to be scared of things, just careful when they're dangerous.
I was scared of my dad. Silly boy.
Wolves and Spiders
Would never answer the phone!!!
Kate Bush on Top of The Pops used to bring me out in Hives.......
Woolly jumpers.
Headless shop mannequins.
Getting on Busses.
The steep set of steps up the cliff from the beach at Bournemouth.
Embarassment, and vomiting. Oh and stairs with no back to the treads.
Used to live in a very old 3 storey house when I was little. At night I used to run everywhere in the house (especially up and down the stairs) as I was sure there was a monster hiding behind every turn. 🙂
Bit like night riding really.
I remember going through a phase (aged 7) where I was convinced that my heart would stop beating & I would die in my sleep during that night.
That gave me a fear of going to bed.
Of course, it never happened, and so the following night I thought that it would happen that night, and so on.
That period lasted for a good 6 or so months & was very odd.
Foxes. Used to sleep in the top bed of my bunk bed to keep out of their reach 😆
I was scared of the bottom of our garden at night time because I thought there was a devil living down there.
As a child I was convinced there was a decomposing man with a spear under the bed. So every night I checked before getting in.
As an adult In the Night Garden freaks me out.
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Werewolves. Fora a while I was convinced that they would come and get me whilst doing the paper-round.
For some reason I thought a naughty man would kidnap me in the bushes in the park below Eldwick and stick my willy in the end of a bottle.
Spits water into keyboard 😯
Do you still have this fear Mr Richards?
For a while I always slept with the soles of my feet covered up or against the wall or something. I was afraid that someone would come along and drive a big spike through my heels and up my leg.
In the winter, when there were no leaves in the trees, the spooky silvery grey colour the branches would go in the car headlights as if they were long tentacles reaching up from the ground. *shivers*
I thought blood pressure cuffs had big spikes on the inside that stabbed you to get at the blood.
Arm chair thriller! Used to scare the living daylights out of me as a child and still does a bit. Even if I heard the tune I would go darting out of the room.
Was I the only normal kid around?!?!? Although, Brant's addition might have brought on an irrational adult fear...
notes NOT to go through a park on commute home 😥
there was a sluiceway, unused for ages and covered in vine and weeds, next to a dam just down the hill from where I grew up... I was sure that was where the trolls lived ( now that I've grown up I realize they all live here)
Pylons. I was absolutely terrified of pylons.
Eskimos, god only knows why. and mongooses, they could hypnotize you and then eat you from the feet up while you were still conscious but unable to fight back.
Now it's just power ballads that scare the crap out of me.
being in dark, deep water, at the side of the hull of a big ship.....like titanic sized ship............ 🙁
i thought if my feet stuck out from under the duvet a pig would eat my toes. in my defence i lived on a farm.
Canals
Do you still have this fear Mr Richards?
I always "remember" it when I go past that park. But I'm not terribly scared any more. I think it was my parents gently-gently explanation of paedophilia, though I'm not quite sure where the bottle came in!
My "adult" irrational fear is of anything that's "larger than life"... so if there's something big, that should be small, I get quite physically sick feeling, hairs stood on end, that sort of thing. I first remember getting it at a bike show when I was a bit pissed, and I ended up on the Hope stand, when they had that HUGE Fatso hub.
Now I get it with washing powder tablets (look like big paracetamol) amongst other things...
**** the Daleks! I was terrified of hoovers, esp. the more industrial types.
Oh aye, and people with pale or vivid blue eyes.
SPIDERS !!!!!!!!!!! i lived in a big old house and the spiders there were as big as tarrantulas i tell you ! they were Always above my bed in the corner....always....
Killer Whales 🙁
😆 at DezB
i was and still am scared of dieing in my sleep 😯
giraffes
apparently i had one painted on my cot when i was a baby!
One of my earliest memories (i think i was 3 or 4, definitely before school started) is my mum taking me to see the Postman Pat musical and being scared so completely witless we had to leave. I have no recollection of what exactly it was that scared me so badly though.
Honey. Not long been 'cured' actually! 😳
cows. Most specifically a troupe of morris dancers in the cotswolds where one bloke was dressed up with some sort of cow's head thing on, hitting me on the head with an udder-like inflated rubber glove on the end of a stick.
and bangs. At christmas my dad used to gently extract all the snaps from crackers and then he and my sister would pull them all in the other room.
I fear bears - rightly so though, they're mean sods and fast as a race horse (which I am not) and can climb trees, and have wolverine'esq claws.
Brant, you'll be avoiding this site then:
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not sure if it was irrational but biggest fear was threat of pending nuclear war which seemed to hang over us with public information films about taking your doors off and leaning them against a wall to create a shelter etc. Even childrens author Raymond Briggs was covering it in When the Wind Blows.
Mushrooms - we used to collect them in the forest and if there was one close by I was always the one to find them due to my obsessive fear. I think it was the presence of maggots in them that freaked me out more than anything.
Also balloons that had gone old and wrinkly were absolutley terrifying!
Shop mannequins scared me, just made me really un-easy, couldn't look at them.
I was scared of black* people as a child.
Not that I am racialist like, but I would scream and scream when I saw someone darker than I was used to seeing.
*Or whatever the PC term is nowadays.
my mum thought i was a reincarnation of hitler as i was scared of black people and liked blondes and used to hum the german national anthem at the age of 3 without them knowing where i might have heard it before.
Only throwback i have to that time now is my love of VW beetles.
hmm Ton I also had a similar large boat, night, deep black/blue water dream as a kid, perhaps we were abducted by the same aliens! 😀
oh that and quicksand.
Those victorian dolls with the eyes that follow you around the room !Still give me the shits now .
My mate was clearing out his mums house when he found a suitcase under the stairs .It was dusk , no electricity in the house .So by torchlight he opened it to find 5 of them all neatly led there !!!!
Thank **** i wasn't there i'd have shat meself !!!!
Cookie Monster.
Possums.
My uncle Trevor (motorbiker with ginger beard and tea cosy hat).




