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Things I don't like, and why

This is a list of various things I do not like. They also have the reasons explained. Feel free to share your opinion on these things in the comments~

Puppets
They don't necessarily scare me, but DAMN do they creep me out. My aunt has this one sort of puppety-doll thing in the guest room, and I would always hate sleeping in there because of it. Its beady black eyes just stare...never blinking...into your soul. Never moving. Just watching. *shudders* Gives me the heebie-jeebies. That mofo was CREEPY. Ventriloquist dummies, especially. Eugh.

The dark
Yeah, this one is pretty embarrassing, but I'll never get over it if I don't admit it. Yes, I'm afraid of the dark. I liked to read Creepypasta when I was younger, and it all sort of came from that. 90% of the stories were set in--you guessed it--the dark. And I can't help but wonder, What if they're real? What if they exist? Because if they do, then I have good reason to be afraid of the dark.

Bugs
This one has some exceptions, like butterflies, ladybugs, and those slightly-cute spiders that are tiny with the big black eyes. But all others? NUH-UH. NO WAY. One time, I went into the bathroom, and what do I see staring at me from the shower wall? A giant friggin' mosquito. When I say giant, I don't mean the size of my hand, or maybe my knee. No, I mean the size of my head. Yeah. Scary. At first, I thought it was a spider, and I ran to tell Mom. She went in, looked, and said, "That's not a spider, that's a mosquito." One, why the hell would you say that? Mosquitoes are WORSE than spiders! At least spiders don't actively hunt for mammalian blood! And another thing! DON'T JUST STAND THERE! KILL IT! And another time, I woke up at night. I looked to see the time. But instead of the time, know what I saw? A big. Hairy. SPIDER. Naturally, I grabbed my teddies and ran like hell to Mom's room. When she didn't see it anymore, she agreed to let me sleep in her room for the night. ANOTHER TIME, a spider descended on its little string...RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY FACE. And sweat bees. Good god, I could go on and on about THOSE friggers. But I won't. Let's just leave it at, THEY DO NOT LIKE ME.

Needles
I have CF. Naturally, with a severe genetic disorder, I get pricked a lot. I get pricked to draw blood, I get pricked to get IVs, I get pricked to flush my porticath, etc. A couple of times, I've gotten pricked to do a contrast CT scan. If you ever have to do one, and the nurse says it won't hurt, do not listen. They are LYING. I mean, it's not like holy-shit-I-feel-like-I'm-going-to-die pain, but still pretty bad. Yeah. Needles.