When I was a kid, I as terrified of the Toilet. Not that I was going to be flushed down but that a monster was going to come up. Like when I flushed it it opened a door to nightmare land and any creepy killer monster could crawl up and get me and take me back and no one would ever know what happened to me.
Due to this when I was a kid I used to finish using the bathroom put down the lid wash my hands open the bathroom door walk toward the toilet, position myself as far away as possible and still able to push the flush handle, I would flush it and then I would run as fast as I could into my room. Lock the door and press my back against the door. I would wait to see if I heard any noise and if I heard nothing for the count of 20 I would be ok. I would slowly open my door and then I would rush downstairs just in case the monster had hidden from me I needed to be downstairs with people and safe. When other people were upstairs I didn't have to worry so much. I knew I was the only one the monsters were after and everyone else could stop them. So when other people were upstairs I would finish using the restroom. Put the lid down, wash my hands open the door just a crack flush run across the bathroom reach the door open it step out close the door and try to act normal. I didn't want anyone to know I was scared. But I was terrified.
Later in life (just a few years) My best friend Krisitn Gumpher always made me go into the bathroom with her. I used to sit on the step between the shower and the sink that way I couldn't see her and she could have privacy. She was also scared of my bathroom. But not of the toilet, she was scared of the drawers under the sink. She thought there were puppets in them that were going to kill her.
The odd thing was that for both of us that was the only bathroom we were ever scared of. It makes me wonder where thoes bad vibes came from. I never told her I was scared of that bathroom so her fear didn't come from mine. Oh childhood fears. Funny how we outgrow some and not others.
alright that is all for now. I need to go to sleep. I am sick and can barely keep my eyes open and I need to get better before Heather gets here!
xoxooxoxoxo
Mandi Wood
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