The handles on the closet in my room used to be these large, ugly white circles. I was fine with them during the day, but at night, I couldn't turn my back on them. Why? Because as soon as I did, I felt like I was being watched. The handles looked like huge eyes at night. My sister was fine with them. I was afraid to fall asleep with the eyes watching.
That led to us leaving our closet open at night because then the handles didn't look like eyes. I could fall asleep without feeling watched and my sister didn't have to put up with me trying to talk to her to keep my mind off the fear. Both of us were happy.
But then I became afraid of snakes. I'd see our clothes hanging there and see what I thought was movement and be afraid again, this time thinking that our clothes had somehow turned into snakes.
Yep. My brain was that illogical. Like when I was afraid to get out of bed because I was afraid that sharks were going to come out from under my bed and bite me. Or lobsters. Or jellyfish. And if I put my hand or foot over the gap between my bed and the wall, I thought moray eels would come up and bite it. ... I went through a fear of aquariums.
Fortunately, the handles were replaced with dark handles and I haven't felt like I've been watched in years. I also got over the weird shark and related fears.
Not sure if this really fits here or if it was just normal little kid fears, but here it is.
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Weird Stuff My Family's Experienced
Non-FictionSo, I don't believe in ghosts or anything, but there have been a number of things that have happened to me and my family that sometimes make me wonder. #5 in idontunderstand
