Darkness...
I remember laying in bed as a child and listening.
I could here everything...my parents in the other room, the house creaking,
the noise of the cars outside...and it made me imagine. I heard things
that weren't there. I saw things that weren't there. I was afraid of the dark. I felt like
there was something hiding. Something was watching me, I could feel it's eyes on me.
I used to have to sleep with my door open
and the hallway light on. Even then once I would turn the light off I would have to hop
from the doorway into my bed because I knew if I didn't something would grab me from
under my bed. I would lay there facing my closet to make sure nothing was coming out
and it was in this high state of anxiety that I fell asleep every night. I didn't out grow
it until I learned the scarier things are out in the light.