Until I was nine, my parents and I lived in a trailer. Well it was set up so that the bathroom was down the hallway. I would always cautiously creep down it, in the dark, to the bathroom and when I was done I would run back because I thought something was after me.
I also did not like sitting with my feet on the floor, I still don't. I finally discovered what may have caused this
There's an episode of Tales From The Darkside that has this weird little monster thing in the closet, in one part it's under the woman's bed and reaches out to grab her.
Clowns are creepy, now and as a child. Maybe it's because one never knows when the person dressed up as a clown could really be a serial killer? (my parents let me watch and read way too much stuff as a child)
Originally Posted by bnwalker2
I was always afraid of having my feet uncovered in bed. I used to believe that there was a scary witch (like on Wizard of Oz) with long fingernails that would claw my feet if I let them hang out of the covers.
I have this problem now, however in my case it was because something DID yank on my foot.
That darn house that we moved into around the time I turned ten has left me with a lot of odd quirks, strong dislike of the dark, quiet, and open doors being the silliest ones.