When i was young i was afraid of a lot of things. The fears i had seemed to tower over the other kids. One of the first things i feared was a poster.
My brother and I shared a room and he decided he wanted a poster of chucky on the wall. I remember not wanting to go into my room at night because those dark, vivid eyes would follow every move i made. Finally my father made the decision to get rid of the poster and i was able to sleep. This fear is a more natural fear for kids, but i have had worse especially when my faret died.
I had a faret named baby when i was about 8 years old. I enjoyed having her as my pet; it certainly beat out the normal pets. After having her for so long an odd bump formed on her tail. My mother told me this bump was a tumor. At my age, i did not know anything about tumors. Later, my faret, my best friend at the time died. I did cry and was sad for quite some time. It was when i drank a certain soda that i really felt scared about baby.
Some how i was able to get 5 dollars. Like any regular kid i could have spent it on candy or a toy, but i wanted to be like the big people and buy soda. For some reason my mother let me choose what ever i wanted in the soda section. I walked the line and the soda line had many choices. One of the my chooses was the same thing my brother likes to drink so i figured i would give it a try. I put forth one foot after the other, used my feeble innocent little arms and draged the 24 case of Mountain Dew to the cart. I drank more mountain dew that night then all of the past nights combined; infact i dont believe i had really ever had mountain dew before this. I went restlessly to lay in my wrinkled unkempt bed. I layed there for awhile and as restless as i was i just kept thinking of things. Well, then i saw my farets cage, which stayed in my room awhile after her death. As my squinty eyes beamed on the cage i saw motion. Something in the empty cage looked just like baby. I darted out of my room so fast and i could not sleep in there for awhile. This is not my worsed childhood fear it continues on to when i thought the devil was going to get me.
One night i was watching the simpsons on television. It was the episode where bart sold his soul away. After watching tv, i asked my father if it was actually possible to sell your soul and he said yes. Now im not sure why he said yes, but this really scared me. The rest of the night, there exploded 2 different little personalities in my head. One said, "The devil can have my soul", and the other, "No please". Where did this bad personality come from? It just wants to give him my soul. When i went to sleep somthing told me the devil put batteryacid on my tongue, and i actually felt pain. I ran to the bathroom got washrag and started scraping my tongue with it. I did not want to say anything to my parents, because i would be embarrased.
It turns out, that when i told my parents of things like this later on in my life, i was ridiculed or told i would be fine. But i really think i should have gotten help for stuff like this at a young age. I think its cause mental problems in my now. I have alot more stuff to say and it feels good to let it out without embarrassment. I think the other stuff will wait for other blogs.
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When I was younger even though the things I feared were truly silly I still hated to be ignored. To this day I am soo scared of spiders and no one understands why or even cares about it. I just hated when they would walk away from those problems because they are a lot worse now that I am 21!
I understand about all those fears, I was terrified of my night lite when I was little and also convinced that there was a man waiting outside my door to take me out of my bed for most of my childhood. They seemed like such real issues to me now, that's an interesting observation that it could affect you now I never really thought about it.
"Love is not enough. It must be the foundation, the cornerstone - but not the complete structure. It is much too pliable, too yielding."
~Bette Davis
For me is wasnt outside my door, but under my bed. I had to sleep in the very middle of the bed because i believed something could get me from all sides.
Wow, scary stuff. I would've freaked if my sister had wanted a poster of Chucky on the wall, and not just at night. The last fear you included, the soul one, I had that too. I was always worried about demon possession due to a certain book I read and I'd have little voices pop up in my head, saying things that I didn't want to do. Man that was creepy. The media really does affect what you think, more than anyone guesses it does, especially at a young age. Children's imaginations are just too big to process some things (like that Simpsons' episode or the book I read) and those things should be avoided.
I don't presume to know your personality or how these memories of fears affect you now, but know that you're not alone.
I too had little voices in my head telling me to do stuff i didnt want to do. Did you ever have images pop into your head that you did not want?
I think everyone has had things they were afraid of when they were young, the thing tho is.. i think the worst thing to do is just to ignore it. Even if its something that isn't there or is completely unrealistic, I think its best to be understanding about the situatino because children really do have wild imaginations and they really do believe what they see.
This is a major problem how are parents just ignore the situations. I do think it has affected the way i think now. I think that i fear things more now, then i would have if my parents would have calmed me down. I just did not have the access to a nurturing family really.
I was never really afraid of what most would consider "normal" childhood fears. I did not fear goblins or ghouls. I did not fear bad people.
I feared God.
Satan was the ultimate monster. I was raised in an extremely religious household. At a very young age, I began judging people and was absolutely sure that certain others would go to hell.
Now, I don't even know for sure if such a place exists.
In the process of fearing the Monster, I became one myself.
I still fear that one of my daughters dolls is going to come to life and hurt me and my baby. I also fear that something is under the bed and if I don't cover my feet it will eat them. A little strange but I am never uncovered! Even when I am sweating soo bad. My boyfriend hates it because I always steal the blankets. I think because he doesn't have the fear the monster won't hurt him...
Childhood fears are common. The thing is getting over them.I saw a lady that was deathly afraid of balloons it was pretty funny.
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