[HPFGU-OTChatter] Ever So Evil household objects

[jenp_97]

--- In HPFGU-OTChatter at yahoogroups.com, <the.gremlin at v...> wrote:
> bel:
> "Walking past windows at night worried me, too. As though something
could smash through, grab me, and drag me out. Only at night, of
course."
> 
> My thing is mirrors. Ever since I heard the whole "Bloody Mary"
thing, I freak out with mirrors in a dark room. Even if I don't do the
Bloody Mary thing.

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You, too?  I was wondering when this one would come up.  I've never
actually even *done* the whole... um... I can't even bring myself to
say the words!!!

It was so bad while I was in junior high and high school that I would
turn my full-length mirror around to the wall every night before the
light went off.  And I would leave a (very bright fluorescent) light
on in the bathroom should I have to go in the middle of the night. 
And in order to get to sleep at night, I'd have to go through this
huge ritual once I was in bed that the lady in question would only
come out when it was 25:18 o'clock on the 32nd of the 14th month of
the year.  Growing up as the daughter of retired military parents, I
had to take into account military time.  I originally said to myself
that she could only come out at 14:00 o'clock, but a few nights later,
I realized that 2 in the afternoon would be a horrible time.  And
then, I rationalized, it would be way too easy to walk into a room and
see that it was exactly 25:00 (silly me), so I made it 25:18.

I still can't even look towards a mirror if it's dark.  But then,
that's a common one.  Anyone else afraid of dust mites?  Not because
they were allergic to them, but because they saw them on some
educational program magnified a thousand times (or whatever), and then
had nightmares about them for years because the little buggers were so
ugly?  I actually modified my little rationalization speech at night
to include dust mites.

And don't get me started about having to lie right in the middle of my
bed with the covers all tucked in so the things under my bed couldn't
reach me... and then having to jump at least 3 feet from the edge
should I have to get up in the night because that was their maximum
reach.

I really over-analyzed things as a child, didn't I?

JenP, who's so tired these days that she has no brain power to think
about monsters under her bed... and whose kids haven't dreamed them up
yet.