Fear grows from a lack of knowledge. What you don't understand can hurt you, right? Unfortunately, when you're a kid there's a lot you may not know. For example, why does the water go down the toilet? Where does it go? Why does it make such a loud noise? Mommy!
See? It's that easy to suddenly become afraid of something, and that fear can turn into a lifetime phobia. Someday you might look back to laugh about it, but for now, let's learn what terrified people as children.
Reddit user, u/Beyvt, wanted to get some insight into your younger self when they asked:
It's Metal Poking Your Skin. Of Course It's Awful.Giphy
I was convinced that my veins were already full of blood, and injecting any more liquid into them would cause them to explode.
Yeah. Still Scary.
The Heffalumps and Woozles song from Winnie the Pooh
I dunno that one is still kinda scary and I am 32 lol
Down, Down, Down You'll Go...
The time before I was old enough to realize I was too large to be sucked down the bathtub drain.
Me too! I hated the noise it made with the last dregs of water going down, I'd have to run out the room before it got there!
At 5, I was afraid that if people talked sh-t about the wind it would send a tornado to kill them.
One time my dad said "damn. It's so windy" and I was like, "DAD NO!"
Wow. What A Combination.
I used to have a recurring nightmare about a 'vampire parrot' that we kept as a pet for some reason.
In my dream, it was a family pet, and we just kept him in a cage, hanging from the ceiling in the hall. It was just a regular-looking parrot, totally unassuming. My family believed it was just a cute, feathery, colorful critter. But nobody else realized; it would feed on me, when they couldn't see it. It would steal my blood. When I cried to my parents, they refused to believe me. Nobody believed me.
Here's the thing. It didn't bite me to drain my blood. It hooked me up to an IV, and drained my blood directly into its little bird body. I don't actually know how it managed to do this - there would be some twist of dream logic and suddenly it was just happening. In the dream, I would be sitting in a chair, IV attached, blood draining into the evil bird - my parents might even be standing right there! I would cry and cry because "he's taking too much of my blood, mommy! He's going to kill me!" It was all happening right in front of them. But they would just tell me to stop making things up - it's like they couldn't see the dark transfer unfolding right in front of them. And the bird knew.
I never actually had a parrot as a pet, he only existed in my dreams. But he popped in to have his feast every week or so, for a significant period of my three year-old life.
He Also Knows When You're Sleeping And When You're AwakeGiphy
God hearing me swearing.
Sometimes I would hide in the closet from God and just chanted for a while all the bad words I have learnt from the older kids.
It's A Vortex That'll Suck You Down. Don't Be Fooled!
Flushing the toilet at night.
It seemed so loud and would literally freak me out
Flushing the toilet at all for me.
I used to press the button and run.
The man at the bottom of the stairs.
I've never seen his spooky ass, but I know he chases me up every time.
That sum b-tch has been chasing me up the stairs for 35 years.
I was very anxious about eating soup.
I thought we had a stomach-like compartment for solids, and a separate one for liquids. The solids were processed by the body and became poop; the liquids were processed and became urine. Two complete systems independent of each other.
If food or drink went where it wasn't meant to go, the person would cough and splutter to give the body a chance to move it to the appropriate receptacle - hence the concerned parent saying "oops, wrong hole, you ok?".
Someone told me it was unhealthy to have a drink with your meal (when in fact the opposite is true), reinforcing this separate systems idea in my mind.
So where did soup go? The chunky kind... And what about stews? Gravy? Iceream?
The more I thought about it, the more anxious I became.
Poop Stabbing. Typical At This Age.
I was afraid Chucky would crawl up from the toilet while I was pooping and stab me in the butt. I have no idea why I thought this would happen.
Also doorway gremlins. Legit was afraid I would walk through a door and there would be gremlin monsters on the other side at the top waiting to pounce on me and kill me. Again, no idea why I thought this would happen.
Yeah, We All Watched "Jaws" Last Weekend, TooGiphy
The "shark" in the pool.
The shark in my pool was going to come out of the light in the deep end. That's where pool sharks live.