Night Time Scary Stuff

My clock says it is 11:32 pm. Well, the clock here on the computer. The clock on the dresser says 11:40. Either way, it's really late. I was just reading the comments on Fourth Fret's post and it got me to thinking about all sorts of weird night time things.

I am still scared of the dark. Yes, I am 29 years old and scared of the dark (although I like to say that really I am scared of what's in the dark!). I have this thing where once I turn off the light, I have to try and jump into my bed. I can't step on the floor. I don't know why. I'm afraid of something getting me, I guess. All I know is that the floor is scary once the light if off. If my bed is too far from the light switch, I run and leap into my bed, basically hitting the floor as little as possible. I have been doing this for as long as I can remember. A couple of years ago, I was visiting with my father and complaining about Aiden getting out of bed 5 gajillion times a night. He said, "Well, when you were little, I would turn off the light and then say there were spiders all over the floor and you would stay in bed." AH-HA! Now I know why I'm afraid of the floor! My father damaged my psyche! How evil is that???

Do you remember as a kid going to slumber parties and playing dumb, supposedly scary games? Remember "Bloody Mary"? If you don't, here's a quick explaination. Apparantly, you stand in front of a mirror in the dark and say "Bloody Mary" something like 10 times. Some versions say you have to have a candle lit. I don't really remember. Anyrate, after you have called her name, the mirror is supposed to turn all red and bloody like, and Bloody Mary herself is supposed to make a visit. I'm still so scared of that today that I can't have a mirror in visible view of me at night. Ches got me a beautiful full-length mirror for my birthday, but once the lights go out, I can't bear to look at it.

I, too, used to be afraid of intruders/murderers sneaking into my room at night. (All right, all right. I admit. I'm still scared of it.) I would face the wall and cover myself completely with the covers. When I awoke in the middle of the night, I was too afraid to turn over or make a sound for fear that someone was there. I always figured if I was still asleep (or if they thought I was), that nothing would happen to me.

On a lighter note, as my mom mentioned in FF's comments, we had a "ghost" or whatever named Charlie in the family. However, Mom, I remember that he was "Charlie Monster", so he wasn't a ghost. I'm scared of haunted houses and I refuse to buy an old house someday for that reason. Oh, and before anyone tries to argue that my house might end up being built on top of an old Indian burial site or something... no! I'm going to do my research first. No ghosts for me. So as I was saying... Charlie was a monster, not a ghost. And he became quite real to us. I still remember on one of our moves looking out the back window of the station wagon and "seeing" Charlie Monster in his car following us to the new destination. Charlie Monster was very friendly, by the way. Vinnie, Lura, and I played with him all the time. He was our best friend.

So, that's some of my night time scary stuff for you guys. Now my computer clock says 11:46, and I think Ches is trying to sleep, so I should turn off the computer. Even though I have sufficiently scared myself with memories that I don't think I'll be sleeping mcuh tonight. Good thing Ches is there! I use him for protection (Julia, he also snores so loud, I think he actually scares away any bad guys. Heh.)