ANSWERS: 100
  • That I would drown in the bathtub. Maybe it had something to do with my father putting my head under trying to teach me "How to swim." ???
  • Escalators. I don't know why but I was extremly afraid of them.
  • Being stabbed by a pork chop bone, they're very sharp you know.
  • That I might grow up to be just like my parents!
  • Fear of the dark and spirits. If I had to go in the basement or into a dark room, I was terrified "something" would get me. A hand would come out from the dark annndddd? I don't even know what it would do.
  • That my mother would suddenly die. She hasn't yet. She's right here with me over 30 years later, in good health and spirits.
  • That cannibals would come and eat me. I don't even know how I came up with that, but I've been afraid of cannibals since 1st grade. And I didn't see any Hannibal Lector movies until 6th grade, so...
  • Zombies, they are all gooey and stinky and gross! Actually, I still have that fear. I wake up often from terrifying dreams about them. It sounds crazy but true. The dark is a close second, but considering the first one, I think they go hand in hand.
  • Either washing my hair or that someone would slip a dead fish under my the blankets of my bed. (I'm afraid of fish)
  • Fear of small holes that get smaller and smaller till you get stuck...:) Alright, let me explain. :) There was this kids park nearby here that had an "Alice in Wonderland" rabbit hole that did just that...ever since then, I was scared sick of climbing in anything like that!
  • That something under the bed would get me soon after my parents closed the door to my bedroom. I used to jump into the bed instead of walk up and climb in so "the thing" wouldn't grab my ankle and pull me under. Now I know there are scarier things under my bed like junk, spiderwebs and dust!
  • That my parents would leave me.
  • FAILURE, My parents were the kind with very high expectations and the fact when I was young I was quite bright and good at sports I was expected to do well at everything. I used to have terrible nightmares about reaching out for things and never quite being able to reach them. I never slept for days before examinations just learning my work parrot fashion . I was even afraid of failing eye tests and I think this is why I have a phobia about opticians to this day.
  • There were monsters under my bed that would reach out and grab my ankles if I was too slow getting out of bed, so I had to jump down and run!
  • i don't ever think i had any mager childhood fears..
  • The fear of the consuming, of the dreaded spinach, yuk.
  • I had a fear that if I went to school or anywhere for that matter, that something bad would happen to my Mom. Not sure why I was so protective of her when I was very young. I used to think of excuses not to go to school, even tho I liked it, I was scared of leaving her alone
  • I was always to afraid to get out of my bed and go to the bathroom at night because I thought something in the hallway would attack me so I would either end up holding it all night or wetting the bed.
  • Tasmanian devils. I heard a series of ghost stories about them at camp, and then had dreams that they were coming to get me. Not that I live anywhere near Tasmania, but I figured they'd swim or something.
  • purple twisting thread/wool.
  • Do you mean what was my most illogical fear, or what was by greatest fear that would fall into the illogical category? My most illogical fear was that doors would eat me. I looked at doors head on, and the knobs on each side looked like eyes and the metal thing that forms the closing/locking mechanism looked like a tongue. A close second was the fear that there was a camera in the shower head. But those weren't really fears, they were fantasies that I didn't really take seriously, I guess. I didn't really have any irrational fears. All my fears were all too reasonable. Well, death and mutilation were pretty much it actually.
  • For some reason bulldozers scared the bejesus out of me.
  • That I might have a child as difficult as my brother Daniel. I also hated the intro for this show "Chiller Theatre". It was a six fingered hand coming up from the ground.
  • mine was like most kids i think. i didnt think there were monsters under my bed. but there was a bad person under my bed. waiting for me to walk by and grab my feet and kill me. so when i would go to bed at night i would run as fast i could and jump onto my bed from the door so there was no way that they could grab my feet.
  • That people in photographs (on posters, books, magazines, etc.) could see me.
  • My parents stored the emergency fire ladder under my bed when I was little. And every night I would dream that the house would catch on fire and nobody could get to my room to use the ladder so they (my parents and baby brothers) would all die. Also, for the longest time I hated the color of red because that was the color of the flame on the box. Ironically, red is now one of my fav colors.
  • My grandmother was a world traveler with a passport full of visa stamps. Masks floated her boat and her house was filled with them. The "scariest" (to us kids) was a BRIGHTLY COLORED Korean ceremonial mask, with big, scary teeth. We would wait for my grandma and grandpa to go to sleep when we were staying over, then challenge each other to walk down the long hall and stand in front of it in the dark. I'm pretty sure my middle brother peed his pants once. But it's not fair for me to criticize him so. I don't think I even made it through the long walk from the kitchen down the hallway to the front door. It hung on the wall next to the door. I remember the breath catching in my lungs as I realized halfway down the hall that there was no way I could do it.
  • there were aligators and crocidiles under my bed and they would hide if i turned my lights off so I alwased used my toy sword to turn the lights on when i ever got out of bed
  • The only thing I can remember was when I was in about 5th grade, there was a rapist running around grabbing boys and throwing them into his backseat and raping them. It was the first time I had even been told that boys could be raped, and it scared me to death. Not sure if it was illogical, but it scared me.
  • A fear of the dark.
  • I always had a fear that all the water on Earth was eventually going to be used up, kind of like oil, coal, etc. will eventually be used up. My 3rd grade teacher used this as a scare tactic to make us more aware about the environment or something like that. CURSE YOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUU MS OTTO!!!!!
  • That the robots from the Transformers cartoons were going to come to my house at night and kill me unless I laid very still and held my breath so they couldn't 'detect' me.
  • That I would be bitten on the bum by a crocodile coming up the plug hole when I was having a bath. In fact it still worries me... Oh and I I do actually know someone who was bitten onb the bum by a rat who came up the toilet.
  • Deep water. I would'nt go into anything more than three feet deep until I was five.
  • arachnaphobia
  • snakes & frogs.
  • my sister used to tell me michael jackson was hiding under my bed. I used to have to get changed in the bathroom
  • feather dusters
  • Getting sucked down the toilet if it happened to flush while i was on it.
  • Snails.
  • I used to think that some aliens were at the end of my bed and if I looked at them they might get embarressed- so I would look away. I was scared of "them" though.
  • Someone was in the closet watching me in my bedroom.
  • I used to think there was a wolf-like monster in the upstairs of my house. My parent's usually called him the "upstairs monster". I wouldn't go up there by myself at night. I still think about when I'm going up at night.
  • When I was small my cousin told me a tale about a maniac that broke into a girls home. This girl's dog always slept under her bed. She heard noises during the night & would put her hand down under the bed to pet her dog, to make sure everything was alright. The dog would lick her hand. In the morning she got up & called the dog. He didn't come out. She looked under the bed & there was the maniac. He'd eaten the dog & had been licking her hand all night. I never can sleep with my hand over the edge of the bed!
  • Letters being posted through the letterbox.
  • That if I kept sucking my thumb the roof of my mouth would cave in and my brains would fall out. My dear daddy told me that. For some strange reason my mother had be believe that if you had too much vinegar it would dry up all your blood.
  • i always dreamt of evil moneys under my bed trying to eat me,and there was a certain smell i would smell before they came out (in my dreams)...it was a burning/musty (kinda like a wet rat) type of smell. very scary...had the dreams up until i was about 12 and once about 2 months ago. very trippy
  • I always dreamed that someone would take me away... so weird. they never did though i was always waiting for it.
  • That I would fall off a bridge or pier into the water, this extended even onto the diving board as well - even though I was a competent swimmer and jumped off piers and bridges and diving boards to get into the water...but I was still fearful to the point that even today I cannot walk over a bridge near the edge or a pier, I must walk down the centre or as near the centre as I can manage.
  • Up until I was about 5, I was terrified of owls.
  • That ghosts would try to take my soul
  • Um I was afraid that something would pop out from the side of my bed so when I was a kid I would have the bed next to the wall so nothing would pop out, and it prevented me from rolling out of the bed.
  • to drown in a sea of mashed potatoes. i still don't eat potatoes... and that the blankets would grow teeth and nibble at my toes...
  • I saw this horror film called THE HAND and when I got to bed that night I kept seeing it crawl all around me. I had to sleep with my parents that night. ( I was 10 years old )
  • I was so scared that people might be waiting behind my shower curtain ... actually I still hold my shampoo out and poke all along the curtain before yanking it open. Also I was scared I would be posessed... I sunck under my livingroom table while my parents watched the Exorcist!
  • Jaws in my closet ;)
  • Fish in fish tanks.
  • Clowns and churches. EVerytime my mum tried to take me in a circus or a church, I would scream and cry. They just terrified the crap out of me
  • Ok, I have a weird one right here. I had one of those rocking horses in my room. I loved it and played on it all of the time. But at night, I always was afraid that it would come to life, and "num num" in my ear. I know many of you, probably none of you, know what num num is. Well, it's when somebody (or something *shudder*) puts their mouth to your ear, and then they put their lips together, and then they open them really fast, and repeat this process. It tickles like crazy! And I had many nightmares that my rocking horse was num numming my ear. My dad would either take it out of the room, or cover it up with a blanket. The blanket somehow restrained it, and it was so much easier than taking it out of my room everynight.
  • My Grandparent's had a big rounded door at the top in the sitting room,My sister and I called it the Frankenstein Door,and we run to get passed it -
  • That something was hiding behind the stacks of hay bales in the barn waiting for me to come in there alone so it could eat me up.
  • I don't know that I had many illogical fears. I was more worried about the very real dangers in my home.
  • that there is someone in my closet because it makes a creaky noise :o
  • I'm really freaked out by sleepwalking people, or any kind of wierd sleep behaviour. I can't even watch those documentaries about abnormal sleeping behaviour, it's like a horror movie to me. EDIT: I've just read the question properly. I didn't notice the childhood part. This isn't my childhood fear, it's quite a new fear.
  • That there where Gremlins that came out at night from my closet.
  • when i was younger, i had a horrible fear that all my dolls came alive and were EViL at night. i made my parents take them ALL out of my room, and hide them in the basement, but after they did that i got rid of them all because i thought they would just come upstairs and "get me" for hiding them away. LOL
  • My grandpa.
  • Sharks....Dun duh dun duh dun duh dun duh... (Jaws music.
  • The crocodiles living under my bed.
  • That I would be attacked by little furry things and eaten alive! That my Mom would die and my Dad would then beat me every day. (He rarely spanked me at all, but he wasn't the tower of patience my Mom was most of the time.) That I would bite into a beautiful, red, juicy apple and all of my teeth would crumble out of my mouth....(my family members had all of their teeth and while I had some cavities, I STILL have my teeth to this day).
  • I dreamt that the incredible hulk was in my closet
  • That i would never get out of my orphanage in Russia
  • Bear with me.....I thought Mickey Mouse and Donald Duck lived in a little camper trailer in the backyard. My older friend told me that if i got out there too close, they would attack me....one day I went out there and was slowly approaching the tralier (my friends knew what was happening and hid behind it) and when I got closer they started laughing and screaming like Mickey and Donald and I have been terrified ever since. David Bowie scared/scares me too
  • I used to be afraid of mini-van windows, the kind that you push the latch to partially open them. I was afraid I would get sucked out, they made me cry. hahah.
  • I used to have this weird phobia of balloons, harmonicas and vacuums. Something about the facial expression of a person inhaling and exhaling air quickly just freaked me the f*** out from ages 3 to 6.
  • my fear of vampire bats.
  • once my so called "friend" told me when i was 5 that a boogy man was underneath the bath tub and that the sound of the water gurgling down at the end was him calling for me and trying to swim up the pipe. it was wierd but it scared the hell out of me!i always ended up grabbing my towel and running down the hall to my room in the nudie :S
  • When I was four I slept with my mom in a Queen sized bed. Her feet were a lot closer to the bottom than mine were so I was afraid that a monster would grab her and pull her under. When I went the the baby sitter and played in the playroom by myself I was afraid "the blue man" would come out of the closet. I don't know what I thought he was going to do but it was a freaky thought anyway. Both of these fears consisted of a "blue man" I saw in a cartoon. Isn't that strange?
  • that if i walked too closs to the sewer drain that the CLOWN from I.T. would get me
  • That my brother would kill himself because of me (for annoying him too much).
  • prabrobly going down the hill on a plastic bike and then falling off and having a large piece of glass stuck up my arm...or possibly a clown
  • That the green ghost in "ghost busters" would tear off my legs
  • I watched the movie Silver Bullet (based on a Stephen King book) with my older siblings when I was five, from then on till I was a teenager I would dream that warewolves would follow me everywhere.
  • Apparently, I burst into tears once watching the sun set over the water because I thought it was never coming back.
  • that a clown - the same one off poltergist - would pop up from underneath my bed and would try to murder me!
  • That gremlins were hiding in my closet.
  • Sharks. I think I watched Jaws too young and for about three years I couldn't swim in the sea. And swimming pools were also suspect, I would tell myself there couldn't be a shark in something so small but then I would get in and start to get scared.... Seems crazy now. But I still won't go diving, even though my boyfriend raves about it!
  • We lived on a brown water pond in Indiana. I always thought there were sharks in there and they would grow legs and walk up to our house.
  • That Ouija boards were real. No, they're not.
  • That my stuffed animals and toys would come to life while I was sleeping.
  • That my feet could not hang off of the bed or something would snatch them and drag me off the bed and under it.
  • That the Boogie Man would come out of a round frame door my Grandparents had -
  • I was scared of the dark corners in my bedroom.
  • That my father would go to hell becuase he did not believe in God. The evils of religion..... I out grew that fear.
  • Cannibals, and that something would grab me in the hall. I still remember to this day, it was really late at night, and I was walking through the hall to go to the bathroom, and I could have sworn that there was this guy in a long robe with a large hat on sitting against a wall with his legs pulled in. And he had a deagle (desert eagle (large type of pistol)) in one hand and an overly large pocket knife in the other. I was scared out of my mind and I ran and ran and ran back to my room. My house had a lot of halls by the way. When I was like 3 I always thought there was people in my closet and they would talk to me, because I would always hear voices. There was one time when I thought an axe murderer was in my closet.
  • My worst fear is the ocean, I live in the middle of the United States ands I would <i>never</i> go to the ocean. Hurricanes, mudslides, storms, sharks. It's just to much for my brain to handle.
  • if my closet door was open i would imagine my clothes were people or things coming and going or just standing there staring at me
  • ghosts. the lady who owned the house before us was murdered (after we bought it) and my parents thought it was funny to blame evey creak and groan and every door that blew open on Mrs Nolan. I got very scared of ghosts and death, particularly after someone gave me a comic of ghost stories to read....
  • THE BOOGIE MAN
  • Taxis. I had a dream once when I was two to three, and for some reason I still remember it photographically. I Was in a cab in san francisco, and the driver went crazy, and started driving madly up and down the hills until I puked. I didn't get into a cab until my parents forced me to, and the driver gave me chips, when I was six or seven.

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