Let's hear what scares you since it is almost Halloween.
What made me think of this post is that I actually laid down and watch tv today, a rare event for me, and what was on that caught my eye was Steven Kings, Children of the Corn.
First let me state, I do not normally watch horror movies because I can't stand the sight of blood. I can and have treated terrible wounds on others or animals without batting an eye, my mother instincts kick in and I do it, but I can not watch it on tv or in movies, I am just too passive or soft hearted for that.
The first time I watch this movie was many, many years ago, it was late at night, I was all alone and had a huge corn field growing behind me. Needless to say, it creeped me out big time, couldn't even finish the movie. I ended up closing all my shades and hiding under the covers.
This time I'm thinking, it's daylight outside so I'm going to actually watch it and finish the movie. The thing I forgot is that I again have a huge corn field behind me and I have walked through previous corn fields to get to my best friend place and have almost got lost in them, it really is a big field. So now I'm creeped out again. Should have never watched that movie, now instead of walking back with the hosta dog, I'll be driving, which takes longer, to get to my best friends house.
Another thing that terrifies me is being alone in the dark. I'll sit on my porch with the light on and listen to the night music as I call it, but don't ask me to go out past that at night alone. But this fear has a real cause. I use to have over 100 pedigreed show rabbits along with the varied critters, and I would go out before work, about 3am to do the morning chores. To do this I would have to walk past the detached garage, along side of it and past to the barn. Never a problem until I had the neighbors from hell move in two houses down. They figured they were out in the country so their pair of untrained and nasty Rotts were free to roam as they wanted. One morning I was just getting done with the barn duties, it's pitch black out, and I come around the corner to the open side of my pitch black garage and there was one of these nasty rotts in there getting into my garbage. This thing comes out of that black space at me in full force, I'm talking a full grown rott coming at you from a dark space, barking, snarling, teeth bared, the whole nine yards. It curved it's attack just short of me, but needless to say, well let's just say, I don't know how I didn't chit myself but I sure was one shaken little girl. And I am sorry to say, I was not the only person these rotts terrorize. I do feel sorry for the dogs in the long run, they terrorize the wrong person at some point, one came home shot and died, one never came home, but I blame the owners for letting them get to this point.