Silly phobias that linger from childhood? Clowns are a given O_O

Im scared of those dolls that have the moving eyelids.When I was young and I stayed at my aunts place, there were dolls like that on the shelf. And when ever I was around they would open and close there eyes. Oh just thinking about those gives me the shivers.
Oh and I have a fear of heights and deep water, so bridges are REALLY scary. But the weird thing is, even though Im scared of those I can still swim and jump off diving boards and stufF. Im still scared but I think its more of a rush now!
Oh and I have a think about electrical apliences(sp?). I lost my house in a fire cause a coffee pot caught fire(electrical problem) and now I go around the whole house every night turning off and unplugging all the apliences.
 
I do NOT like people in costume. We went to the Star Trek Experience in Vegas awhile back, and the Vulcans almost scared the pee out of me. One female Vulcan gave me the stink eye all the time, and then a male walked up and started talking to use while we were eating. My husband thought it was hilarious, but I couldn't even get a word out because it freaked me out so bad.

Honeycomb shapes can freak me out, too. Like when a carrot freezes and water oozes out all of the cracks. Or a certain type of pen with honeycomb like marks on them. I have no clue why, but that freaks me out. Oh, that and the sound/feel of paper. My skin crawls every time.
 
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OMgosh, me, too, still to this very day! Those things are totally creepy especially when one eye moves and the other doesn't. I didn't read past this line in your post for fear of what came afterwards
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but I'll read the rest tomorrow when it's not dark outside and when I'm not completely alone.
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I can so relate. Once had a guy that had been trying to get me to date him...I guess he thought he was showing a playful side by sending me a pic of him in constume for halloween...AS A SCARY CLOWN....
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ha, after that, not a chance, Mr.
 
Hmm...let's see. I'm scared of basements, I have never lived in a house with one and never plan to. But I've been at friends'/family's houses with basements and I absolutely will not go in them by myself and will not stay in them by myself.

I'm not afraid of heights so much as I'm afraid of ladders. I'd rather stand on a rickety chair than on a sturdy step ladder
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I also have a bit of the 'no mirrors in the dark' thing...though I think it's mainly because people look weird in darkened mirrors...kind of like holding a flashlight under your chin while telling ghost stories? That kind of look.

Probably the one thing that I'm most afraid of are life-sized dolls. Looooong story with that one that I'd rather not go into...but if I ever see one again it will be too soon! Pretty much dolls in general, but definitely the life-sized ones. I used to collect porcelain dolls and I would cover them with blankets at night so I couldn't see them (or they me?)
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My son has been afraid of clowns since he was old enough to show fear of anything..which is odd to me. I have no idea where he gets that from.



I wonder how many kids who grew up in my area (northern IN and IL) DON'T have a fear of clowns thanks to Bozo..
 
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I will NOT put my feet down on the floor next to the bed without the light on. And I have to be in bed before the light is off. If the light is off, I will literally jump into bed and crawl over my hubby to get to my side of the bed if needed. luckily, he understands me and after almost 15 years together, he is used to it! It all started from this talk show I saw when I was younger. This girl was on there and was able to see and speak to spirits. Well one day she was sitting on the edge of her bed and hands came from under it and grabbed her ankles. From that day forward I refuse to put my feet on the floor in the dark.
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very stupid, but true
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Ok...mine is odd. When I was little I was terrified of the shower. They still kind of freak me out a little. I'm ok with my own shower in my own bathroom. It's all the others that I'm paranoid about...

I don't like the jets in the tub. Hot tubs and stuff like at swimming pools at hotels are okay, but tubs in the bathroom with jets bother me. Long story, lol.​
 
Geese.....yep, I am afraid of them, literally! However Canadian geese never bothered me. Just the barnyard variety, nope, gotta stay away from them! Uh no, I do not WANT to be around them.

Chuckie doll........creepy! I hated it! That is why I never did like dolls, something sinister about them.
 
Okay, don't laugh. Oh, go ahead, everyone else does. I am afraid of cows.

I'll set the scene for you. I was three. My grandmother lived at the base of a mountain in Virginia. This was a very rural area with a dirt road leading back to the homeplace. She had two creeks and a spring branch on her property. Her nearest neighbors land butted up to her land. You could see their house from her place, but theirs was the only one you could see. My grandmother had no running water. In order to get to the outhouse, you had to cross the bridge over the creek. Her neighbors didn't have a whole lot of money, and only had one cow. She had just had her calf taken from her earlier in the week. They kept her tethered in place and moved her to new ground fairly often. Enter in the evil cousins. I was using the outhouse, and my cousins gets the bright idea to mess with the cow. They get out behind the outhouse and start bawling like a calf. Well, i tell you, this cow just knew her calf was stuck in the outhouse. She pulled that tether out of the ground, ran over to the outhouse and started ramming her head into the outhouse door. All I could see through the crack of the door was this huge cows nose and the snot that was running out of it. She repeatedly rammed the door. Finally, my Mom heard me screaming in the outhouse, and buddy, I was hanging on to the seat for dear life. I definitely did not want to fall down the hole. I have no idea how, but they finally got that cow away from the outhouse and was able to get me out. I was hysterical. They had the cow pretty close to me, and wanted to ease my fear by having me pet this hideous beast. I'm telling you, to a three year old girl, a cow looks to be 40 foot tall. I remember fighting them tooth and nail to get me away from the cow. I'm sure the cow ended up with a three year old girl phobia out of the deal, because I scared the you know what out of her too.

In my life today, I am surrounded by cows. They are across the road, they are behind the house. I have since been chased by a cow with a young calf. If I need to walk through the cow pasture, I will go all the way around the property to avoid them. I have almost hit cows with my car on three different occasions. I detests these evil beasts. I should be afraid of outhouses. We had a fire ant infestation that same year. I was the lucky one to discover them. However, i have no problems with outhouses, just the evil cows that attack them.
 

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