by Corinne Wnek
As a little girl, I remember sleeping with a nightlight on because I was afraid of the dark. I don’t know why I was afraid but, thanks to Hollywood, I believed that lots of scary things can happen when a room goes dark. Nothing ever did happen; yet, to this day, I’m a little uneasy in a dark room.
Lightening scares me, too. There’s something about nature going berserk that makes me feel like I’m in an old Alfred Hitchcock movie. At the first sight of a bolt of lightening, I run to the basement, the dark basement. Everything is relevant when it comes to fear.
The possibility of falling down a flight of stairs scares me because that actually happened to me not so long ago. One slip of my heel had me tumbling down to my first floor living room with more speed, but much less grace, than a Russian gymnast. I would have given myself a 9.5 for that routine.
Bugs don’t scare me, including spiders. Even mice, while not my favorite little critters, don’t bother me too much. But anything that crawls slowly on its belly, like a snake, slug or worm, will make me hyperventilate. That always made it tough for me in science class and even worse at home if we were having spaghetti the night of ‘worm dissection day’.
Running a close second to my fear of snakes are inept politicians. Is that redundant? Although they don’t crawl on their bellies, politicians can be just as scary and unpredictable as snakes. Some people might be tempted to use ‘snake’ and ‘politician’ interchangeably because they have so much in common.
But then that would be insulting to the snake.
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