A scary thing happened to me last night. It was around midnight and I was short on sleep when I decided to take a shower. I needed one. I got into the shower and started thinking scary things. It sounds funny, but just wait.
I closed my eyes to put my head under the running water and I had the frightening sensation that when I opened my eyes there would be a demon/ghost/axe-murderer in the shower with me, about to attack me. I told myself that my mind was playing tricks, but I couldn’t get those creepy thoughts out of my head. I started humming church hymns, as I often do when I’m scared, but that didn’t help much either.
I put shampoo in my hair and started to lather it up. After all, I wasn’t going to let something as juvenile as scary thoughts keep me from showering.
The thoughts and feelings wouldn’t go away; I kept my eyes open as much as possible. I was afraid to blink, because I knew that in that fraction of a second when my eyes were closed, I would see the frightening face of an evil spirit. But I had to blink! I blinked. More horror-movie images came to my mind. I was seriously scared.
Panicky, I shut off the water, pulled back the curtain, and stepped out of the shower, dripping all over the bathroom floor. The shampoo was still in my hair.
I swung open the bathroom door and looked at my wife, who was already asleep in the bed. The sight of her slumbering body under the covers comforted me somewhat. I threw on my underwear and got into bed with her, my body still wet.
It took me a good while to get to sleep.
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You didn't even rinse out the shampoo? What was your hair like in the morning?
The Boid
I've done something like that. Mostly when I was younger. I would be in the back of the house as everyone else would inevitably be in the front of the house watching television when suddenly I would get pounced with fear. Nothing caused it, nothing in an outside influence that I could understand brought it about but it was real and it was there. I would immediately jump up and run to where others were. This would bring clarity and reality back for the time being. Maybe it's our minds way of system checking our not so used anymore fear sensors that we've used for survival.
I've done something like that. Mostly when I was younger. I would be in the back of the house as everyone else would inevitably be in the front of the house watching television when suddenly I would get pounced with fear. Nothing caused it, nothing in an outside influence that I could understand brought it about but it was real and it was there. I would immediately jump up and run to where others were. This would bring clarity and reality back for the time being. Maybe it's our minds way of system checking our not so used anymore fear sensors that we've used for survival.
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