(http://www.star.le.ac.uk/edu/Extrasolar.shtml)
1) ET - This is the SCARIEST movie I have ever seen. And I saw it when I was 5 years old. My hubby laughs because he says it's not a scary movie at all. I told him hey, it scared me for years, I thought he lived under my bed, and there was more than one occasion I had to get a running start to get into bed at night. Didn't want that alien grabbing my ankles and pulling me under with him. One time I jumped over my bed and landed on the floor on the other side.
Hubby suggested I watch the Evil Dead movie last week. I asked him on a scale of 1 to ET, where was it. He looked at me with a blank stare. After several minutes of him not answering my question, I asked him why he didn't answer me. He said "I just don't have an answer for that." I told him then it probably wasn't a good idea for me to see it then.
(http://burnsidewriterscollective.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html)
2) Nighttime and darkness in general. Weird things, animals and people come out at night, and I don't know they are coming. Dog duties at nighttime are no longer in jurisdiction, and hubby has to do it. I go out 900 times during the day if I have to, but I will NOT do it at night. Evil things are waiting for me and will come jump out at me when I least expect it.
I have been known to knock my mom down when she was in the doorway between me being outside at night and the lighted safety on the indoors. She seemed surprised, but yes, this is how much it scares me. Lesson learned - do not stand in my way, I will push you down to get by.
This is even more fun while camping where you are outside at night out in the boonies with coyotes. Yeah, hubby says he still enjoys it when I decide I have to pee at 4 am and insist he go with me to the outhouse that's a whole 20 feet away.
(http://www.webweaver.nu/clipart/halloween/haunted-houses.shtml)
3) Haunted Houses: This is partly due to my fear of the dark, and things jumping out at me. I went to a Church hosted haunted house with one of my dearest friends when I was younger, and I really, really did not want to go in. But I did, because I was already there. One dude was on the floor following us for a while, and when I noticed him, I stomped on his hands. Because my reaction was "Dear God, someone is going to kill me! Stomp on it!!"
Later on they had black plastic bags to make fake walls, and someone tried to grab me through it. Yeah, I was like, "How's this elbow to your face!" I get violent in there, it's just not a good idea for me to go.
(http://www.wildlifemanagementpro.com/2007/05/01/hunting-coyotes-with-dogs/)
4) Coyotes. Just look at this picture. Seriously, how could these things not freak you out. Now combine it with the idea that I think most of them are probably rabid, and yes, keep these things far away from me.
Where we go camping, there are coyotes off in the distance howling and I almost pee my pants every night. I make hubby walk me from the screen house to the tent. And don't you dare leave me alone.
(http://johnbokma.com/mexit/2006/12/31/the-big-grasshopper.html)
5) Grasshoppers. These are nonpredictible jumpers, and they fly right at your face like ninja spider monkey coming to eat your soul.
When hubby and I first started dating, he brought me home and while were in the doorway talking with my mom, I felt a tickle in my shorts. I felt to see what it was, and it moved. So of course, the only logical thing to do was to pull off my shorts and go screaming up the stairs in sheer terror.
There was the little devil, looking at me intently, planning his next attack. Hubby and my mom, meanwhile, had no idea why I had all of a sudden lost my mind. To this day, it's one our favorite stories to share.
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